Today, the teacher gave us an assignment-to do something to honor our elders. Thinking and thinking on the way after school, I don't know what to do. Finally decided to wash grandma's feet once! After dinner, I poured foot bath water and put my hand into the basin to test the water temperature: "Ah, it's so hot!" " "Quick add some cold water, the water temperature is just right. Grandma watched me pour water and said, "Oh, help me prepare foot washing water." She is about to put her foot into the basin. I said, "Grandma, let me help you wash your feet! The teacher said that filial piety comes first, and as a junior, we should honor our elders. ""Help me wash it, "grandma said with a smile." Grandma's feet stink. Are you scared? "I'm not afraid. When I was a child, grandma didn't even stink when she shit for me. What's the smell of my feet! " Grandma didn't say anything, just put her foot into the basin. I lowered my head, carefully washed my grandmother's feet, washed the mud that kept up with my feet, washed the soil on the instep, washed the sweat between my toes, and washed the hard work of the whole day. It's so quiet in the room that I occasionally hear the water clattering in the basin. Grandma's feet are thick and thin, with wrinkles and calluses on the soles. Grandma watched me play with her feet silently. Suddenly, I found grandma's eyes moist.

I washed my grandmother's feet once today, and she was moved to cry. Since I was born, my grandmother has devoted a lot of labor and effort. She gave me the most selfless love. That kindness is as heavy as a mountain I secretly said to myself, "from now on, I will do more things for grandma."