Write Grandpa's composition 1 Flowers and bright sunshine are everywhere, from cold to warm spring, from sweaters to shirts, all because of Grandpa Chun's arrival.
Although he is Grandpa Chun, he is actually an old urchin who loves to joke. The dazzling sunlight shone on the grass. When people take off their coats and lie on the grass to enjoy themselves, a gust of wind blows and people have to put on their coats again and say hello. Look, Grandpa Chun is still watching happily.
Grandpa Chun is also a magician and an excellent magician. Grandpa Chun came to the world and waved. The ground is covered with green grass, which is very lush. There are several colorful flowers next to them, and butterflies and flowers are dancing in the wind. Grandpa Chun came to the tree and gently touched his uncle. There is a layer of green yarn beside the big tree. Grandpa Chun came to the frozen river. The river turned into a bright ribbon and was preparing to go to sea.
Grandpa Chun is also a painter. Because of his uncanny workmanship, the world is no longer monotonous. Grandpa Chun picked up a pen and drew white clouds of different shapes in the sky. Then I drew many tall and straight trees in the Woods. Then I drew lush grass and a clear river.
Grandpa Chun is also very kind and selfless. Grandpa Spring's rain moistens everything. Grass and flowers greedily suck the rain and dew; The breeze blew, the grass and flowers nodded to say hello to Grandpa Chun, and the uncle opened his arms, and a happy scene emerged. Grandpa Chun's gift and selfless dedication make everything grow rapidly.
Grandpa Chun is also the conductor. Look, birds are singing softly in the branches, showing off their voices. The wind roared in the air, the grass rustled, and butterflies and bees danced nearby. It's as lively as a concert here.
When spring comes, colorful and vibrant flowers are everywhere. We all like spring.
Writing Grandpa's Composition 2 It was a snowy evening, and the wind covered all the sounds; Snow covered everything-I was on duty in the classroom and had long forgotten my grandfather waiting at the school gate.
At this time, the wind made a "cry" sound through the gap in the window. "Oh dear!" I let out a cry and then I remembered my grandfather. I quickly finished sweeping and rushed downstairs. The sight in front of me made me dumbfounded. Why is there a snowman? -"Ah!" Isn't this my grandfather? Grandpa looked at me and shouted "Hao Hao". Reaching for the schoolbag, I saw the small hole in grandpa's hand that was frozen and cracked. These small holes were cracked in grandpa's hand but hurt in my heart.
Grandpa looked at the sky and gave me a small umbrella, but he walked naked on the road and looked at the accumulated snow. I patted him from time to time. Suddenly, the wind blew, and grandpa immediately walked in front of me, blocking the cold wind for me. I called out "Grandpa" ... Grandpa didn't let me finish: "Nothing"! When I came to a frozen ground, my grandfather helped me walk slowly. Grandpa's clothes were soaked, and my eyes were full of tears, so I sucked in. At this moment, I just want to: stop blowing strong winds and don't let grandpa catch cold; Stop sliding on the ground and don't let my grandfather fall; Stop snowing, and don't let my grandfather fall for me. Grandpa and I gradually disappeared in this cold night. ...
Grandpa, don't try to be brave, don't get hurt for me, and I will try not to make you tired for me. Grandpa, if you see a cup of hot tea in your dream, you must taste the sweetness of the tea, because it was made for you in the cold. ...
Dear grandpa, I will always love you, and I will love you for bravely facing the people who hurt the most.
This kind of happiness can only be given to me by my dear grandfather, and no one can.
-P.S.
Writing Grandpa's Composition 3 My grandpa used to be a heavy smoker. He used to smoke a cigarette before and after meals. When I grow up, I know the harm of smoking, so I want him to give up smoking.
Grandpa usually smokes when he is free. Sometimes, it makes the house smoky and makes us cough and suffer. After a while, he began to cough himself. He went to the hospital to take an X-ray and found a small black spot in his lung. The doctor advised him to give up smoking immediately, otherwise the consequences would be serious.
However, after decades of smoking addiction, he forgot the doctor's words and still smoked with relish from time to time. Grandma reminded him to put out the cigarette when she saw it. Sometimes for the sake of smoking addiction, he would hide in the toilet and smoke secretly, but he could not escape grandma's "radar" surveillance. In desperation, grandma put away all the cigarettes in her pocket and safe and gave them to others when she saw relatives and friends. Grandpa didn't stop there. He has a new version of the plan. Every time he goes out, he takes 100 yuan out to buy cigarettes. Although there is no smell of smoke at home, his cough is getting worse. Once, when he went out, I followed him secretly. Unexpectedly, he bought cigarettes at the newsstand. When he got home, I seriously said to him, "Grandpa, please don't smoke. Although you have smoked for decades, it is for your health and for our family, you should quit! " Grandpa paused for a few seconds, as if he had made up his mind and said, "OK, I quit!" " "
Later, I heard from my grandmother that Grandpa gave up smoking for me. He said my grandson gave the order. Can I not give up smoking? I see. Grandpa quit smoking because he loves me.
Grandpa, thank you for quitting smoking for me!
Writing Grandpa's Composition 4 I have drunk a lot of rice wine and eight-treasure wine brewed by Grandpa since I was a child, which are my favorites. Because grandpa always puts things that I think are not delicious in the jar, and it will become a jar of wine after ten or eight days. I'm always surprised. Grandpa said he would teach me this unique skill, but I didn't want to learn it at all, because I had to live on grandpa's wine all my life.
I'm a little drunk. Every time grandpa makes good wine, I will stretch my finger first and taste the sweetness of the first bite. Grandpa always said, "What a naughty boy!" ".However, for me, I can only eat a few fingers. Grandpa said I was young, and drinking too much would hurt my stomach, so I couldn't eat any more. But I always secretly reach out and taste a few more fingers. Grandpa saw me, or the first bite!
Every time I drink too much, my head will feel groggy and I want to sleep. I feel comfortable when I wake up, so I regard grandpa's wine as a' god wine' in private.
Rice wine and babao wine are often brewed by grandpa. Don't think it's because of these simple grandfathers, but because of two reasons. First, there are guests at home. These two wines are very suitable for the public. Compared with some spicy wines, they are nourishing the stomach. The second one is me. I always steal wine to drink, but it is not appropriate to brew other wines. Stealing this wine is nothing!
Every time a guest comes to my house, I will say, enjoy the wine. Where did you buy it? And I will always be the first to say that grandpa brewed it himself! Grandpa is also very happy. Every time he asks, he will carefully tell them how to brew and what materials are needed. While watching the guests feel that the steps are cumbersome and do not brew, grandpa smiled again.
Writing Grandpa's Composition 5 Speaking of Grandpa, three days and three nights can't be finished. There are many things about him! Grandpa is the oldest person in my family. He is almost eighty years old, and his physique is quite strong.
Grandpa is a veteran. He also contributed to the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea! For this reason, TV and newspaper reporters often go to grandpa's house, and they are famous in that area. Everyone calls him Master Zheng.
Grandpa was illiterate and never went to school when he was young. I asked grandpa how he could read, but he didn't say anything. He turned to open a locked drawer, then took out an old yellow dictionary and said, "In those days, I made great contributions on the battlefield, and the army rewarded me with a dictionary. I became interested in it for a while, and I humbly learned from my comrades. After only one year, I can read books and newspapers by myself. " I was just about to take a good look at my grandfather's' teacher', but my generous grandfather refused to let me live or die and held it in his chest like a rare treasure. I asked inexplicably, "What is so precious? It's just a bad dictionary! " "I won't even let your grandmother turn over!" Grandpa said solemnly.
Grandpa's taste, unlike other old people, is far from sweets. Instead, he eats sweets, chocolates and the like. Dessert and cream are welcome. On grandpa's seventieth birthday, we prepared his favorite cake. Grandpa was so happy after seeing it that he refused to eat. He chose colorful cream and ate it like a child.
I admire grandpa very much. Although grandpa is nearly eighty years old, he is still cheerful all day like a Maitreya Buddha and sometimes like an old urchin. When riding a bike on the road, he often compares his driving skills and speed with those of young people. Grandpa is also very helpful. He is proficient in medical skills. In recent years, he has often treated his neighbors and prescribed Chinese herbal medicines. He has cured several old patients who have not recovered for many years. When people brought a basket of eggs, he returned them. Grandpa's sewing machine repair technology is also first-class. People often call him to repair the sewing machine, and he always swears, even if he rides dozens of miles.
He is my grandfather. He is not only the pride of the whole family, but also an example for the whole family to learn.
Writing Grandpa's Composition 6 Grandpa is strict in my mind. Write 10 English words silently every day, write Huanggang Junior Champion in mathematics and Chinese exercise book. Alas! So grandpa has no good impression in my heart. But through one thing, I changed my impression of grandpa.
I remember once, there was an art class tomorrow, and I had to bring colored pens, so I prepared colored pens early and put them on my desk. The next day, I came to school and rummaged through my schoolbag, but I couldn't find my marker. I should have left it at home. Oh, no, our art teacher is notoriously strict. I don't know how to punish me Grandpa is at home, but he is very strict. Will you send it to me? No Besides, it's far from home to school, and grandpa's feet hurt all the year round. Alas, there is no hope! I quickly borrowed it from other classmates and asked Yunyun, "Yunyun, do you have a marker?" If you have it, lend it to me and return it to you after class. " Yun replied, "Sorry, we don't have an art class today, so I didn't bring it." Alas, I returned to the classroom in frustration. Suddenly, I heard someone calling me, and I rushed out of the classroom: "Seeing grandpa coming, I asked:" Grandpa, why are you here? Grandpa smiled and replied, "Yuanyuan, don't you have an art class today?" "Look at you, you are so careless, you didn't even take the crayons, did you? Grandpa gave it to you. " Seeing that familiar colored pen, I felt indescribable gratitude in my heart, and tears could not help but stay. It's a long way to Xiu Yuan, so tired! Grandpa's foot must hurt again. I quickly took the marker, bowed and said, "Thank you, Grandpa." Grandpa replied: "nothing, you still have classes, so I won't bother you." Go home first. Goodbye! " "Goodbye, Grandpa," I replied with a smile. After this time, I will do whatever my grandfather tells me to do, and I won't complain, because I know that everything my grandfather tells me to do is for my own good! From then on, I also respect my grandfather more!
Through this matter, I want to tell you that caring can bring happiness and happiness to people.
I don't know why I wrote Grandpa's composition 7. At this time, I feel very bored. Maybe it's because the dark clouds outside the window cover the sky. Perhaps I am worried that my father is weak because of fatigue. To my dismay, I thought of you, my grandfather, who has been buried.
Probably from the fifth grade, when I was very interested in literature, I started my creative journey under the guidance of my teacher, trying to write articles on family themes. At that time, I wrote some articles about my family. Because of my personal experience, although my writing was a little immature, I still won the praise of my Chinese teacher at that time. However, in the family theme, there is a figure I really can't tell, as if there is a natural barrier in front of me, and that is about you, my grandfather. It's not that I ignored your existence because of disrespect, but that since I can remember, your figure is so vague in my memory that I forgot your voice and smile. Because I seldom went to see you, not once in years, until the night you left.
is all my fault！ "I have committed an irreparable crime." I think so, too. Over the years, my apologies to you have been like a mountain of five fingers, which is hard on my mind and cannot be dissipated. Over the years, I have written some articles about you, but every time I finally put pen to paper, I feel a great sense of loss. This is all written by myself, and my personality, which combines all the advantages I think, is fictional! How I want to write a true article about you!
But it is too late! I really want to make up for my mistake. But I know very well that there is no medicine for regret in the world, and fate will not change the causal line because of me. Everything I do is powerless!
So I just want to summon up all my strength and say loudly to you in heaven: I'm sorry, grandpa!
Writing Grandpa's Composition 8 My grandfather used to be a grass-roots worker in a national tax unit when he was young.
Grandpa has retired as long as I can remember.
Grandpa doesn't want to leave himself idle after retirement.
There were not many shops in the countryside at that time. So grandpa cleaned up a hut in front of the old house and opened a canteen. Business is ok, always subsidizing the family.
Later, my uncle was laid off from the rice noodle factory in the village and had nothing to do, so my grandfather gave him the canteen to do.
I think grandpa may be free now.
But after a few days, grandpa began to "toss" with great interest.
There is a small yard in front of our old house, which is usually used to dry rice or something.
Grandpa found all kinds of flowers from nowhere and planted them with some old flowerpots that were not used before.
Not to mention the troubles. In another year or two, the flowers in our small yard will be full. In the flowering period, all kinds of unknown flowers compete for beauty, which makes the neighbors envious. Grandpa was very frugal, and the price of a flowerpot was not cheap at that time. Grandpa actually made a unique "flowerpot" with the small tiles left over from the previous house, himself and cement.
My grandfather's "hands-on" ability is not bad, and his literary ability is not bad!
After grandpa retired, we often went to his attic to play, where there were various picture books and some magazines collected by grandpa.
Grandpa can write Chinese calligraphy. When we were young, we would lie on the table and watch him write.
Grandpa likes children very much. When he sees the children, he likes Doby and others, and he will give us his favorite snacks, which he can't bear to eat.
My grandfather is a hardworking and thrifty grandfather. I love my grandpa!
Writing Grandpa's Composition 9 My grandpa is over 60 years old this year. His body is fat, but he looks strong and not bloated. Usually, there is always a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose. When you laugh, your eyebrows are curved and your eyes are narrowed into a crack, which is very amiable. Grandpa is a senior engineer with profound knowledge. He knows astronomy above and geography below. No matter what questions I ask him, he can answer them in an endless stream. Although he retired, he didn't stop studying. He passed the engineering supervision examination in one year, got the supervision certificate, and then devoted himself to the work he loved. His tenacity is worth learning and I admire him very much. Grandpa likes singing Beijing opera best. He will hum a few words when he is free. In order to sing Beijing opera well, he bought a lot of records, listened and practiced repeatedly, and then recorded the songs he sang to see where he sang wrong, and then improved. In this way, he can sing several songs now, and he can shine at the gathering of relatives and friends to help entertain. Everyone praised him for singing well. Grandpa also has a hobby, which is writing calligraphy. He knows everything, whether it's a pen or a brush. Sometimes after practicing for a long time, the paper for practicing calligraphy is full of cabinets. Grandpa often teaches me to write. He told me to write with heart, to be horizontal and vertical, and to sit upright in order to write well. In order to let me write my words well, he specially made up a formula, which helped me a lot. No one is perfect, and grandpa has shortcomings. For example, he often smokes and gives up smoking many times, all of which ended in failure. Smoking is harmful to health. I often remind him, but he doesn't take it seriously. I am really worried about his health! Grandpa is such a person. He is knowledgeable, open-minded and conscientious. He is my favorite and most respected person. Grandpa-I love you forever! You are my pride! You are my pride!
Writing Grandpa's Composition 10 In my permanent memory, there are many people worthy of my admiration, and Grandpa is one of them, which left a deep impression on me. Let me tell you his story.
My grandfather's family was poor and went out to study medicine at the age of ten. In fact, he is helping people to work. Because he is good at asking questions, he can give some simple prescriptions to patients at the age of thirteen to help doctors look after patients. When he joined the army at the age of fifteen, although grandpa was in the military camp, he still couldn't help but study medicine. Whenever he has a little time, he always reads and reads medical books. He also made a first-class merit in the military camp to help injured comrades treat.
Grandpa is a tank driver and got on the bus when he came back from the army. He has worked hard for more than 30 years and has never had a major traffic accident. I really admire him. In his spare time, he likes writing, reading and painting, especially painting. His original works can be seen everywhere in our desks, chairs, boxes and cabinets.
One thing I admire most is that in the winter of 2006, my grandmother got hemiplegia, her limbs were stiff and she couldn't speak. Seeing this, grandpa didn't take her to the hospital. He quickly and skillfully took out the medical supplies he had bought before, such as stethoscope, sphygmomanometer, silver needle, cupping and so on. Grandpa treated with traditional Chinese medicine. First, he felt his pulse and massaged the points on his body. Then he pressed the acupoint with a long silver needle and slowly inserted it. Finally, he prescribed medicine and cooked it for grandma. Grandpa repeats the same treatment every day. Whenever grandma is sick, grandpa is always around to take good care of and treat her. After three or four months of careful treatment, grandma's condition improved, and it took about half a year to recover. My grandfather has a sense of accomplishment and is so happy. He is not so much a doctor as a doctor. This is inseparable from his diligent study. I want to learn from him.
In my heart, he is an example for me to learn and the person I admire most. He is my grandfather, Mr. Antai.
Write grandpa's composition 1 1 I have a good grandfather, of medium build, wearing a pair of short-sighted glasses. He is over 60 years old, with gray hair and retired at home. Grandpa always smiles. He is very concerned about me, very good.
He often teaches me that primary school students should form good study and life habits from an early age, learn to be a man, learn to learn, learn to live, learn to keep fit and learn to create. Have lofty ideals.
He sends me to school and picks me up from school on time every day. All the year round, except holidays, whether it is cold, windy or rainy. In summer and rainy days, grandpa always takes two umbrellas, one for his own use and the other for shelter from the wind and rain. When I came home from school, I was knocked down by an electric car for safety. I got up and asked if I was beaten.
Because of weak body, I often catch a cold and get sick. In order to strengthen my physique, grandpa takes me for a walk every morning and evening, and teaches me that the key to fitness is persistence and perseverance. After more than three years of walking, my body is much stronger than before.
Every time I get sick, my grandfather will accompany me to the hospital and take good care of me when I get back until I get well. I remember once I caught a bad cold, which led to asthma, high fever and difficulty breathing. People are very uncomfortable. Grandpa accompanied me day and night, took my temperature every half hour, took medicine every four hours, and took medicine on time according to the doctor's requirements. For a week, my glasses were red and I lost weight. My grandmother refused to persuade him to rest until my condition basically improved. In order to effectively treat and control asthma, grandpa records his condition, medication and doctor's advice every day. In recent years, he has used five notebooks, and the medical records of hospital experts and doctors are detailed.
Grandpa cares about me and takes care of me for a long time. I will keep it in mind and repay my grandfather's love with practical actions. I love my grandpa.
Write Grandpa's composition 12 "People are iron, wine is steel, you will panic if you don't drink a meal!" On Saturday, grandpa came home, grabbed a discerning glass, poured a full glass of wine and drank it off. "ah! Good wine! "
At noon, grandpa took out the cup again and poured a full one. He poured a little too much wine and spilled a lot. He quickly put his mouth together, licked it and muttered, "What a pity!" "Then he drank one cup at a time and drank three cups in a row. At this time, his face flushed.
At eight o'clock in the evening, grandpa blushed. But he is still eating peanuts while drinking wine, and his "cotton belly" has also appeared. Soon, he got up from his seat, began to "dance with God" and walked slowly to the bed. I counted aside: "One, two, three, down!" " Sure enough, he collapsed and fell asleep.
The next morning, he sang his classic old song: "People are iron, wine is steel, and you will panic if you don't drink a meal!" " A cup of Erguotou, oh, tears, oh ... "I asked grandpa how much wine he drank last night. Grandpa gesticulated and said, "Two two!" I told him, "Only two ounces, I have two pounds!" He smiled and said, "No way, am I that good? "
I still remember that time, grandpa came back from drinking in Bailong, and it was just me and him at home. Later, grandpa took out the long-cherished Maotai, poured a cup and smelled it: "Good wine, good smell!" He couldn't wait to take a sip and gushed: "Ah, it's really better than that Erguotou, good wine!"
At this time. Only heard a knock at the door, grandpa immediately drank all the wine in the cup, and then sealed the rest and hid it. "Ho ho, I said, who's here? It's his grandmother! " Grandpa said. "Ah, have you been drinking again?" Grandma asked. I immediately added: "Not only did I drink, but I also drank a lot!" Grandma looked gloomy and said, "I told you not to drink, not to drink, but you just wouldn't listen." Grandpa smiled and said, "I won't dare in the future." But the next day, he secretly drank a few more drinks.
Alas, this alcoholic grandfather told him to change, but he still couldn't change, and it was useless to tell him how much truth. It's over, it's over, grandpa's good wine can't be changed.
Writing Grandpa's Composition 13 Flowing affection is the gold in my life, and only I have discovered it.
Last Sunday happened to be my birthday. My mother and father took me to the playground, and I danced happily! Affection flows in the three of us, I feel its temperature, and I see its flash. We experience the pleasure of free fall in disco; Showing amazing courage in the haunted house; Feel the thrill of collision on the bumper car. Joyful laughter surrounds us, and warm affection is transmitted in our hearts.
In a blink of an eye, Mother's Day arrived. I bought a hand cream for my mother with my long-accumulated pocket money and put it in my hand. My mother laughed so hard that wrinkles appeared on her face. She stroked my head and said, "Good boy, you are sensible. We'll go to grandma's house later, and grandma should have passed mom's land. " Affection is transmitted in dialogue and sublimated in dialogue.
We packed up in a short time and took a taxi to grandma's house. Grandma smiled when she saw us, and brought us fruit and drinks for a while. Mom quickly took grandma to sit down and said, "Mom, don't be busy!" " Come and try this scarf I bought for you as a holiday gift! "Grandma laughed even harder, and the wrinkles around her eyes gathered together like a blooming chrysanthemum." At this age, what holidays are there! ""Grandma, happy holidays! "I happily threw myself into grandma's arms, and grandma was happier. Then mother said, "Mom, what do you want to eat? I will buy it for you. ""I don't want to eat anything, as long as you come and talk with me often, "grandma said happily. After a while, grandma's face seems to be lost in thought. You mumble, "Alas, I can't give your grandma a holiday if she is still here …" Grandma misses her mother.
Suddenly feel very interesting. My mother gave me a birthday, I gave my mother a holiday, and my mother gave my grandmother a holiday. Finally, my grandmother thought of his mother again. This chain conveys affection as well as affection. This kind of affection is the most precious, it flows on us and is the gold in my life.
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Write grandpa's composition 14 and go back during the holiday.
There is still some distance from the house, so I can see my grandfather sitting on the small wooden stool at the door knitting a broom. I shouted at the door, grandpa. Grandpa didn't agree, but he continued to do the action. Oh, grandpa's ears don't work. I suddenly remembered. So someone shouted-grandpa. Grandpa heard it this time. Keep your head up, your waist is not straight. He couldn't react and looked at me with the muddy eyes peculiar to the elderly. After a few seconds, he smiled and promised me: "Hey, come back, your grandmother is in the house."
Grandma heard my voice and went out of the room to meet me inside. I took out the sugar cane I bought and opened it on the table. I told grandpa to stop working and eat sugar cane first.
Grandpa crossed the threshold, walked to the table and stopped. He opened his pocket a little and bent down. As if he were sorting out presents, he carefully looked around with his eyes and held out his hand, ready to play with it. Suddenly, he remembered something. He moved his hand to the edge of the bag, lifted it slightly with his thumb and forefinger, and the sugar cane slices in the bag rolled aside. Grandpa looked carefully, moved his hand to the edge of his clothes and wiped it. At this moment, he reached into his bag. I took two small pieces of sugar cane, put them in the pocket, and went to the kitchen to get a knife. I cut the sugarcane horizontally and vertically, cut it into smaller pieces, hold it in one hand and put the other hand in my mouth, and chew it gently like a child eats.
Grandpa ate two small pieces of sugarcane for a long time, then sat on his small bench, bent down, lowered his head and tied his broom.
Write Grandpa's composition 15 I have two relatives who are friendly and amiable. I have two relatives who are old and healthy. I have two relatives who take care of me like friends, that is, my grandparents. Grandpa has a wrinkled face, but he is very kind and loves hygiene. He takes a bath outside by bike every day. Grandma's pale face wears thick glasses and looks very knowledgeable. She is very kind. Whenever we go to her house, she always gives us a big bag of snacks. There is only one unfortunate thing. Grandpa has a bad ear and Grandma has a bad eye.
I remember the last time.
We went to visit our grandparents, but the door was closed. When we came home depressed, we saw grandpa holding grandma's hand for fear that grandma would fall. Grandpa also said, "My eyes are grandma's eyes, and grandma's ears are my ears." I quickly ran down from the car, took my grandparents' hands and walked step by step. When I arrived at my grandparents' house, it turned out that they were buying a big gift package for my sister and me! We urged grandparents again and again. Although they agreed, they thought to themselves, "Buy a bigger and better one next time!" "Grandpa loves grandma, grandma loves grandpa, and we are a loving family! When we got home, my sister told my father what had just happened, and respected the old and loved the young in a gossip tone. When you are praised, your face turns red. Sister smiled and said, "Sister, your face looks like a red apple. I really want a bite. "My sister and I made everyone laugh, and I laughed for a long time.
This is the grandparents we all love!