Someone said, "Friendship is the most beautiful thing in the world." I don't object, but I think all the good things in the world are family ties. Speaking of family ties. I thought of my grandmother again. She is thin and not tall. Half of her hair has turned white because of the weather. Look at her hands: dark, bony fingers, even scary, but her rough hands have done countless jobs. In my childhood memory, grandma is very similar to the grandmother of the protagonist's childhood. She is kind, kind, intelligent, capable, loves life and is patient with everyone. With the broad mind of a saint. She lit up my young heart like a bright lamp. She often told me some folk stories that sympathized with the poor and praised justice and light. Although grandma didn't go to school for several years and didn't even know a few words, in my heart, she was extremely tall.

I remember when I was a child, my grandmother often looked at me, but I was often spoiled and disobedient because I was not sensible, but my grandmother always took pains to coax me and wouldn't let me cry. I also remembered that I often snuggled up in my grandmother's arms: I had forgotten some nursery rhymes when I heard them from her, but I couldn't forget the happiness of my childhood for a long time. She taught me to be kind and never look back.

Let's go to grandma's again. Simple as it is, it's neat and clean. These are all packed by grandma in her spare time. But when I get to grandma's house, I always move around blindly, and the house will soon be in a mess, but grandma never gets angry. Although she called me "little troublemaker", I knew she would always love me. She never says "no" to me, no matter how harsh my conditions are, she will always try her best to realize my wishes; Because I want to see tofu, so help me pick up bean dregs in snowy days; In my last episode, she was shivering with cold; In order for me not to freeze my hands on the kang, she braved the heavy snow to find dry wood; As far as I'm concerned ... (www.lizhi 123.net)

Ah! My grandmother, everything you do is for me. I really love you from the bottom of my heart, and I love my hardworking and kind grandmother!

Day 1: The heart is empty.

Article 2: My grandmother has 500 words.

My grandmother is over seventy years old this year. She is tall, kind and wrinkled. Although she is old, she is hale and hearty

My grandmother is very hardworking. Every time I go to her house, I see her cleaning and busy doing things. She works hard all day. I touched grandma's back with my hand. It was very wet. At this time, I realized grandma's hard work, which was hard sweat. Touch the floor again, it's too clean. When I went to bed, I saw my grandmother dragging her tired body to the bed. I asked her, "Grandma, aren't you tired of doing so much work?" "Not tired, so you can exercise and work. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone? " After listening to grandma's words, I fell into a sweet dream. I had a dream that my grandmother was working hard, and I felt my eyes moist.

My grandmother is also a very caring person. Once, grandma went shopping. Grandma saw a puppy hurt its foot and lay on the side. Without saying anything, grandma ran to the veterinary hospital with the puppy in her arms. The doctor put the medicine on the puppy's foot, and the puppy immediately showed a comfortable look. I saw it bouncing, very cute. The doctor asked, "Is this dog yours?" "No, this dog is wild. I just feel sorry for it, "grandma replied." As a result, grandma took in the puppy.

Grandma, although you are old, you are young in my heart. I want to say to my grandmother: "Grandma, I wish you always young, happy and happy!" " "

Grade 4, Xincheng Primary School, Yongxiu County, Jiujiang, Jiangxi: L Liang Zheng

Article 3: 550 words of thanks to my grandmother

Grateful to my grandmother.

Ying Zhou Pukou Tangquan Primary School Class 6 (1)

A warm word; Loving eyes; A pair of hands to help me. She, has always been my shelter, she has always been my warmest nest, and she has always been my best bosom friend. Who is she? She is my grandmother.

My grandmother is very kind to me, and she is also in charge of my daily life. Usually she scrimps and saves, and her clothes are always patched. But they are always generous, which always makes me feel a little uneasy.

I remember it was early spring, and the weather was warm and cold. I didn't put on more clothes because I didn't watch the weather forecast last night. I stamped my foot there and suddenly saw a familiar figure. Who is this? When I walked under the street lamp, I clearly saw that it was my grandmother.

I shouted, "Grandma!" Grandma greeted her at once. She took out a scarf and put it on me. Someone held my hand and asked with concern, "Is it cold? My hands are still cold. " As he spoke, he took off his gloves and covered my purple hands with his wrinkled hands. I felt sad when I looked at my weather-beaten grandmother. Although I 13 years old, almost taller than her, she still regards me as a baby lying in her arms. So concerned about me.

My hands are much warmer, and the cold wind seems to be infected by grandma's affection, which is warm.

After a while, grandma suddenly remembered something, took out hot soybean milk from her bag and kindly said to me, "Come on, drink it in the car." I nodded. The car soon came in front of us, the door opened and grandma pushed me forward. She just wants her granddaughter to sit in the seat. The purpose is that simple. Wait till I get near the car. Through the window, I waved to her, and grandma smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum.

I was in the car, drinking soybean milk, which felt particularly fragrant and sweet and melted my heart. The true feelings are revealed, and there is a faint fragrance between the lips and teeth.

If I grow up, I will definitely repay my grandmother, and the kindness of dripping water will be rewarded as a spring, but I deeply understand that no matter how I repay it, I can't repay my dear grandmother.