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Grandma's composition
In daily study, work or life, everyone has written a composition, so we must be familiar with all kinds of compositions. With the help of composition, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. So how to write a general composition? The following are seven grandma's compositions I collected, hoping to help you.

Grandma's composition 1 When I was a child, grandma was a rich man in my eyes.

Grandma has no wallet. Grandma's money is folded one by one, then put into plastic bags, and then folded one by one to the smallest, hidden in the pocket in the middle of the belt tied to her body. I like going to grandma's house best, because as soon as I go to grandma's house, grandma will hold my hand and take me to the street and ask me what I want to eat. When I walk to the dumpling stall, I will swallow my saliva and stay away. My grandmother would take out her small plastic bag from her trouser pocket, take out a dime and carefully wrap it up and hide it. Grandma's plastic bag seems to be an inexhaustible treasure, always containing inexhaustible money. My mother won't buy me food, but my grandmother will. So in the eyes of my casual children, my grandmother is much richer than my mother.

Grandma not only has money in the plastic bag, but also dares to take money from grandpa's small box. During the summer vacation, my grandmother took me to breakfast, and then she would take me to my grandfather's food stall. Grandpa has a small box to collect money. Except for small change, every time he receives a few cents to buy food, he throws it into the box. When grandpa is here, grandma will generously take out fifty cents from the box and tell me to go to the post office opposite.

Go to the bookstall in front and read. Sometimes when Grandpa is away, Grandma quickly takes out a dime from the box and puts it in my hand, telling me to go to the front and buy a freshly cooked leek zygote, and then wipe my mouth and come back.

After being sensible, I gradually realized that my grandmother had no money at all, and what little pocket money she had was saved from the living expenses at home. Most of the money she saved was spent on me, and because of this, she had a dispute with my aunt. When my grandfather died, I left some money for my grandmother to support her old age. My grandmother left some change in her plastic bag and told her mother to save the rest.

Later, my grandmother had an unfortunate stroke, and her lower body could not move, and she collapsed in bed, but her mind was as clear as usual. She told her mother to give all her money to her uncle for future use. Working in the field, I cried all the way back to see her. She lay in bed and looked at me with tears in her eyes. I took one hundred dollars out of my wallet and put it in her hand. Let her buy whatever she wants. She shook her head and took out a crumpled plastic bag from under the pillow, saying that grandma was rich. At that moment, my heart ached.

Last night, I had a dream that I went back to my grandmother's old house. Hua Teng Bookstore hasn't changed at all. An unknown vine with lovely green leaves climbed up from the window and onto the roof. Outside the window, it looks like a green curtain. Inadvertently, a few reddish flowers appeared on the stem, which was so delicate and attractive.

There is a tall pear tree next to Hua Teng Bookstore. In summer, the sun is scorching. At this time, we will hide under the big pear tree and spread a mat. Some people lie on it, sitting and talking and laughing, and everyone is relaxed and happy. As soon as autumn comes, the big pear tree bears fragrant and attractive sweet fruit.

In the big bamboo garden behind the bookstore, a bamboo pole rustled as if talking. I walked into the bamboo forest with several children. The soil that will never bask in the sun is soft and more comfortable than stepping on the carpet of Fuguitang!

There are small flowers in front of and behind the house, which are so delicate and charming, so if people like them, they will attract butterflies and bees. .....

I love every grass and tree in my grandmother's house, I love her bamboo forest, and I love every life in her house.

Grandma's composition 3 My grandmother is over 60 years old, with wrinkles crawling on her forehead and blue veins protruding on the back of her hand. She is not tall, and her black ruby eyes will look at me affectionately. She often wears a purple coat and a pair of black trousers. At first glance, she knows that she is a clean person.

Once, I went to my grandmother's house and greeted her with a smile. When she saw me, she was very excited. She won the first prize. She dragged me to the market and touched my head with her hands full of blue veins from time to time. Along the way, I tried my best to shake her hand, but my grandmother didn't know where she got such great strength, and no matter how hard I tried, it didn't help. I said to my grandmother, "you don't have to buy me so many things, it's a waste!" " "Grandma retorted," Look how thin you are. Eat more in the future and take good care of me! ""after listening to grandma, my heart is as warm as the sun.

One day, I suddenly heard that my grandmother had a fracture, so I left my schoolbag and went to the city hospital by plane. As soon as I entered the door, I saw my grandmother lying in the hospital bed with tears on her cheeks. When she saw me coming, she tried to show a kind smile, took my hand and tried to sit up. When I saw that grandma was so sad, I pulled her hard and tears fell on her like raindrops. Grandma quickly comforted me: "Don't be afraid, I'm fine ..."

Ever since my grandmother was in hospital, I have been looking forward to her getting better every day. Finally, on a warm and sunny morning, I came to my grandmother's house. My grandmother who just left the hospital pulled me up again and limped to the market. ...

Grandma's composition 4 time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, my grandparents who took care of me since childhood were old. There are countless white hairs on the head, the wrinkles on the face are more and more clear, and the hands and feet are not as flexible and powerful as before. ...

How long can I stay with them? Five years? Ten years? Maybe today. I don't even know myself, and I never dare to think about how long I can stay with them. ...

On Saturday night, I went to visit my grandparents with my mother, uncle, aunt, brother and sister. When we got home, grandpa came out to meet us with a smile on his face. At this moment, I think it is the happiest thing for my children and grandchildren to go home. Into the yard, I saw many jujube trees covered with big red dates, which was very attractive. So we immediately began to choose. Grandpa said that this year's dates are not delicious and bitter. I tasted it. Contrary to what my grandfather said, I don't think there is a better jujube than here.

I like my grandparents' dates! Added infinite sweetness to my childhood.

Grandparents don't eat with us at dinner, but they don't eat until we finish eating. I noticed that when we were eating, their faces were full of smiles.

After dinner, they have been chatting and I am massaging my grandparents. The meat on grandpa's neck is obviously loose. Although his shoulders are not as strong as they used to be, they still make me feel safe. Grandma looks so young and beautiful in a wig, but she still can't hide the traces left on her face by the years. Her eyes are not as good as they were then, but they still mend the quilt for us. ...

Time flies, and we have to go again. My grandparents are full of disappointment but dare not show it too clearly. They also told us to slow down on the road. The car started slowly, and I couldn't help looking back. Two empty nesters stood together and watched the children leave, farther and farther away until they disappeared into the darkness.

Even these four short hours still make them feel happy. Although we are separated, we will meet again. Just like this. How many times have we met? Every meeting may be the last time. In the future, I will spend more time with my grandparents, so that they can enjoy the days when their relatives are around, so that they are no longer lonely.

In this world, nothing is more important than family, but many people often ignore family because they are busy with their careers and studies. If you lose money, you can still earn it. If you lose your home, you can never earn it back.

Spend more time with your family. They really need your company, don't they?

My grandmother is sixty years old this year, and there are several clusters of white hair in her black hair.

Grandma is very hardworking. When she walks into her house, she always feels very clean, neat and spotless. Because she mops the floor once a day. According to her mother, when she was young, she worked harder. When her mother was a child, her grandfather was very busy with her work. She not only has to do farm work, but also does all the housework at home to take care of her three daughters. She goes to bed at eleven o'clock every night and gets up at five the next day. But she always has no complaints.

Grandma has never been to school and has no culture, but she knows much more than us! She told us to be tolerant, not to haggle over every ounce and hurt everyone's kindness. According to my mother, when I was a child, my grandmother was very strict with their three sisters, especially in their behavior habits, but she never hit them. I think it was really not easy for my grandmother to train three college students in the countryside!

Grandma is a studious person. Although she has never read a book, she can read. Grandma subscribes to ningbo evening news, and she reads newspapers carefully every day. Sometimes she will tell us some useful information when she sees it.

Grandma likes my cousin, cousin and me very much. Everything she said to us was very kind, but it made us more convinced. When it comes to doing homework, grandma always says, "Is it done?" We will do our homework consciously. When we make mistakes, grandma never scolds us, but looks at us kindly, hoping that we can realize our mistakes ourselves. At grandma's house, everything is in good order, even the snacks she prepared for us after a nap are so pleasing to the eye.

Grandma is such a capable person. When I grow up, I must repay her with my best grades.

Grandma's hands are black, thin and rough, but they are a pair of skillful hands.

I remember once, I was playing on the concrete floor in front of my grandmother's house, and I accidentally fell down, and my brand-new pants broke two holes. Mom shook her head and said, hey! Poor pants, you can't wear them anymore. Grandma saw it and said it was a waste to throw it away. I'll make it up to you. Two days later, I went to my grandmother's house and found that the hole in my pants was gone, but there were two colorful butterflies. It turned out that my grandmother used butterfly decals, which were sewn on the holes one by one. People who don't know think these pants are like this.

My mother and I wore cotton shoes in winter, and grandma made them herself. Snow boots are popular now. My grandmother transformed the traditional cotton shoes into cotton shoes. After my mother wore it to the company, her colleagues asked her where she bought it. They are so beautiful and warm.

Grandma can also make clothes, knit sweaters and many other unique skills!

Grandma's composition 7 Grandma is a farmer with a back mountain. She loves everything here, but is there grandma's concern hidden in this deep mountain?

When I was a child, my grandmother's hair was black, and I often played with her. Everything in the backyard is my childhood paradise, and my grandmother is the person who accompanies me at night. I left her when I grew up. Whenever there is a holiday, she always wants us to go home. When she saw me, her happiness was indescribable, and her kindness never changed. Grandpa is paralyzed, paralyzed, unable to take care of himself, and only grandma takes care of him. Whenever I go home to see her and grandpa, their concern finally comes to an end.

A few years later, when I was in the third grade, I went back to my grandmother's house as soon as I finished the exam, and my grandfather died. Inside and outside the door are all dressed in white, and grandma is crying in the house. Tears in her eyes kept flowing down to the broken pearl. Behind the tears is grandma's sadness. She lived with her grandfather all her life and insisted on taking care of him when he was in the most difficult time. I can't help crying quietly at the thought of never seeing grandpa again. The family sat around the fire in the dark and beat the ground with cut bamboo. Dad said it would make grandpa ascend to heaven. The burning bamboo crackled and a little spark jumped into the sky. Grandpa, have a nice trip. Grandpa left, leaving grandma alone. Whenever she is in Tomb-Sweeping Day, grandma always spends her time with deep concern for grandpa. At that time, grandma had become haggard, and the years left a deep and shallow mark on her face, and her once black hair gradually turned white.

My mother is afraid that my grandmother will be lonely, and she wants to come and live with us. After staying here for a few days, grandma clamored to go home. Grandma likes us, but the land in her hometown is her real root. She cares about the land that raised her, and she cares about the mountain that she loves, just because it is her home.

More and more empty nesters have become the object of social concern, and the development of an aging society has made us pay more attention to the issue of providing for the aged. As children, what we should do more is to spend more time with our elders and make them happier in their later years.

Grandma's concern for children is kind, her concern for grandpa is happy, and her concern for her hometown is deep.

Because of love, it will be noticed.