1. The composition of the elderly in the Double Ninth Festival is old, and grandma is still busy all day and doesn't feel tired.

One day, when she finished all the work, she sat in a chair and wanted to have a rest. Suddenly she felt low back pain, so she sat in a chair and wanted to have a rest. Suddenly, when she felt a pain in her waist, she hit that part of her waist hard, okay? Grandma quickly said, "OK, OK, I can finally enjoy my granddaughter's blessing!" " "As soon as Grandma finished speaking, I rolled up my sleeves, raised my fist and gave Grandma a heavy blow. Grandma is old and can't stand it. Can't tap, so it doesn't mean tickling, it doesn't work. I asked my grandmother, "Is this ok? "Too light or too heavy?" Grandma looked satisfied and said, "Just right! Perfect! My lovely granddaughter has a lot of strength, and her strength is much stronger than before. How comfortable! "After listening to grandma's praise, I played harder, and my two small fists came and went like chickens pecking at rice. Gradually, my hands became weak and my speed slowed down. Grandma asked with concern, "Are you tired? Come on, I feel much more comfortable! "! You have a rest. "I quickly said," No, I'm afraid you can't stand it. " I pulled myself together and beat again. Thinking of grandma's meticulous care for me at ordinary times, I have the strength to work again.

Although this is only a small matter, it has taught me a truth: being loved is happy, and the feeling of loving others is also happy.

2. How to write a composition of about 400 words for grandma?

Grandma is old and busy all day, so she doesn't feel tired.

One day, when she finished all the work, she sat in a chair and wanted to have a rest. Suddenly she felt low back pain, so she sat in a chair and wanted to have a rest. Suddenly, she felt a backache, so she hit her waist hard, okay? Grandma quickly said, "OK, OK, I can finally enjoy my granddaughter's blessing!" " "As soon as Grandma finished speaking, I rolled up my sleeves, raised my fist and gave Grandma a heavy blow. Grandma is old and can't stand it. Can't tap, so it doesn't mean tickling, it doesn't work. I asked my grandmother, "Is this ok? "Too light or too heavy?" Grandma looked satisfied and said, "Just right! Perfect! My lovely granddaughter has a lot of strength, and her strength is much stronger than before. How comfortable! "After listening to grandma's praise, I played harder, and my two small fists came and went like chickens pecking at rice. Gradually, my hands became weak and my speed slowed down. Grandma asked with concern, "Are you tired? Come on, I feel much more comfortable! "! You have a rest. "I quickly said," No, I'm afraid you can't stand it. " I pulled myself together and beat again. Thinking of grandma's meticulous care for me at ordinary times, I have motivation again.

Although this is only a small matter, it has taught me a truth: being loved is happy, and the feeling of loving others is also happy.

Write a 500-word composition on the topic "I massage my grandfather's back". My grandfather is in his seventies, of medium build, with a straight back, wrinkled forehead and gentle eyes.

My grandfather is very frugal. One day, my grandfather and I were at home. I just feel stuffy in the room, my face is sweating a lot, and my throat and eyes are burning and thirsty. The water in the cup seems too hot to drink. I think it's good to eat a bean paste popsicle now! I went to ask my grandfather for money, and he gave me two dollars very readily. I went downstairs and bought two oasis bean paste popsicles. I finished mine before I went upstairs. Good thirst quenching! I came in and handed grandpa a popsicle. Grandpa said, "You eat, grandpa is not hot. Just have some tea and you can eat it. " I said, "Grandpa, obviously you can't stand the heat. Eat, it's so cool. " Grandpa smiled and said, "You eat. I don't like it. " I don't believe it. Grandpa doesn't like eating popsicles in such hot weather. I said, "Do you want to buy another one?" Can you give me another dollar? "Grandpa said," I won't eat. One dollar each. You eat. " I took the popsicle and whispered, "It's only a dollar, so stingy! "Grandpa smiled and said," A dollar is money! " But think about it, I asked my grandfather for money to buy school supplies, and grandpa never said no!

My grandfather is a lovely person. One day, some friends came to my house to play, and grandpa cooked dinner for us. After dinner, grandpa played hide-and-seek with us. Grandpa always hides in the corner. Whenever we appear, he makes faces to scare us. When we played "123 wooden head", grandpa stayed there like a wooden head, which made us laugh. When playing police to catch thieves, grandpa pretended to be a drunk policeman and stumbled, making everyone laugh. Isn't my grandfather cute?

My grandfather is a kind man. One morning, I overslept and my grandfather took me to school. There is an uncle sitting on the ground with a smile on his face. Grandpa asked, "What's the matter with you?" Uncle said, "I twisted my foot." Grandpa dragged his uncle's foot, looked at it and was silent for a while. I leaned close to grandpa's ear and said, "I'm going to be late for school." Grandpa said, "Rare, go to school by yourself." This time, I was very angry. Grandpa left me for an irrelevant person and let me go to school by myself, which was criticized by the teacher. I was so angry that I could not speak, so I walked to school alone.

In the evening, I came home, and grandpa happened to be at home. I entered the room without looking up. Grandpa came in with a meal in his hand and said, "Rare, I took that uncle to the hospital. It doesn't matter. Don't be angry with grandpa, grandpa is not good, ah! Eat quickly. " I turned around and saw my grandpa's smiling face. I laughed so hard that tears welled up in my eyes.

This is my grandfather, a thrifty, lovely and kind old man. Do you like it?

4. How to write a composition for grandma in the second grade of primary school? It will rain. Ants climb high; The bird quickly flew back to its nest; Small fish swim to the surface to make bubbles; Swallows fly very low; At this time, the cicada singing in the distance came to an abrupt end; The sky is covered with dark clouds like a black pot. The sky is gray and cold.

Neighbors say grandma is a "weatherman", but it's true. Whenever it rains, grandma's old problems will recur. No, grandma put her hands over her waist and cried, "Ouch, ouch ……". I am a granddaughter. It's really in my eyes, but it hurts in my heart. I think it rains the most in our area in summer, and grandma often has backache. What should I do? Why not let my granddaughter call back for her old man? Just do it. I put down my homework, ran to my grandmother's side, put it in her ear and gently asked, "Grandma, can I help you rub your back?" Grandma sighed and said sadly, "It's the same old problem. I can't help it, alas …" "It's better to hit it, isn't it?" I begged, "Grandma …" Grandma gave in to my repeated requests and agreed to me. I became a "little teacher". I clenched my fists, coaxed grandma to sleep and knocked on her waist. While knocking at the door, I asked with concern, "Grandma, are you comfortable?" Grandma smiled and said, "Comfortable, comfortable! Hey, then you go and do your homework! " I nodded my head.

At this time, my heart is sweeter than eating honey. Grandma's face is like a blooming red lotus and a blooming peony.

Mom rubs grandma's back, and I rub her back on Monday night. Just after dinner, an idea came to my mind: Mom must be very tired after a day's work, so it's better to rub her back and make her happy.

Do it. I brought a small chair and asked my mother to sit down. My mother asked doubtfully, "Hey, what are you doing?" "Give you a back rub!" I said with a smile. As he spoke, he began to work. I squeezed my mother's shoulder first, and two small hands caught it. My mother said cheerfully, "You are really weak." I listened, clenched my fist and punched my mother on the back. I didn't expect her to say it hurts, but she said to me, "It's so comfortable!" "After listening to the compliment, * * * worked harder. Two small fists kept beating, and mother smiled more brightly. She also muttered from time to time: "The child has grown up! "Time passed by, and my hand was so heavy that I couldn't stretch any more. That's when I really realized what tiredness is. After a while, I sat down and wanted to have a rest. My mother turned around, held me in her arms and said kindly, "honey, thank you for rubbing my back." Please rub grandma's back in the future She will be happy! " "good." I readily agreed.

Inadvertently, I found a few white hairs on my mother's black hair, ah! My mother has been comforting me, helping me and caring for me. She grows old day by day, and I grow up day by day. As the younger generation, we should respect them and be filial children!

6. Composition I Rub Grandma's Back [Composition I Rub Grandma's Back] Today, Grandma is out of breath because of a series of housework such as washing, cooking and mopping the floor. I gave grandma a back massage.

So I backed grandma out. I asked, "Is it first, second or third gear?" Grandma said, "Try every file."

I asked again, "Is it a hand knife or a fist?" Grandma said, "fist!" "I started a fist, gently. Grandma said, "It's too light. Give me a heavier one. "I started punching in the second gear and played harder. Grandma said, "Not bad. Try the third gear. "

I was full of energy and blushed, and began to play the third grade very seriously. The composition of the third grade of primary school is "I rub my grandmother's back". Before knocking twice, I heard grandma say, "Easy, easy, second gear."

I shifted to second gear again, and in this way, half an hour passed unconsciously. I feel a little sore in my hands, but think about it, grandma has done so much, and I just gave her a beating, which is too insignificant.

Thinking of this, I knocked harder. After a while, I felt that I really couldn't hold on, and I was too tired.

He said mischievously, "DuDu, the machine exploded. Please use it later. " Grandma lit my nose and smiled kindly.

Looking at grandma's kind and gratified smile, I decided to help grandma beat her back more in the future and do more for her when she grows up! Instructor: Rao Huarong.

7. How to write "I don't want to die as soon as I work. I must have spent a long time correcting my homework, or I will have a backache ... "As soon as I got home from school, my mother's nagging came from my ear. I saw my father frowning, hunching his back and slapping his back with difficulty. I looked very distressed and ran to my father and said, "Dad, our school is carrying out gratitude education activities. Let me hit you on the back. "

"Great, what a good son!" Dad said in surprise. I thumped a few times, and my father said to push harder. I increased my strength and quickly alternated my hands. "Use more force!" I just clenched my fist and punched my father hard. This time, my father didn't say "hard work", but read "how comfortable". I was full of energy and my hands kept flying. Dad smiled and closed his eyes comfortably. After a few minutes, my hands went soft. "Hold on, for at least fifteen minutes!" "I secretly said to myself. After a while, my arm began to ache, so I had to slow down. Looking at my father's comfortable appearance, I gritted my teeth and continued to insist.

Dad asked anxiously, "Son, are your hands sore?" That's it. I feel much better. Do not hit me. Go and play ... ""Nothing. "I kept my head down and continued to beat my father with all my strength to prove to him that I still have strength. But after a few strokes, my hand failed to live up to expectations. It's too sour. I can't play anymore. I had to put down my tight hands, lightly sighed and sat down on the sofa. I didn't expect it to be so difficult. I always thought it was the simplest thing.

"Ha ha ....." Dad couldn't help laughing when he looked at me in a mess, and then closed his eyes, as if he were still enjoying himself slowly. I saw his face full of happiness.