My grandmother was born in a remote mountain village and lived a dull life. She didn't go to school because there were many children at home and they were girls when she was a child. Her parents only let her brother go to school. To this end, she was annoyed all her life. No matter how difficult it is in the future, she always tries her best to let my mother finish her studies and make her the first female college student in the village.

Every time I go to my grandmother's house, I see her dressed neatly, simple and generous. Although the wind and rain of the years have blown her face into ravines, it is faintly visible that she used to be a "village flower". Grandma always has a smile on her face, smiling as naive as a child, showing her sincerity without any impurities in her heart.

Let's "come over" and grandma will definitely hold a banquet. I like watching grandma kill chickens best. Grandma put chicken blood in a bowl, holding the bowl in both hands, slightly closing her eyes, lowering her head, looking pious and mumbling. She also told us to close our eyes, put our hands together and face the ground. We imitated her, read a few words at random, and then ran away with a smile. Afterwards, I asked my mother what it was. Mom said that this is a ceremony to pray for the safety and wealth of visitors, and it is also a manifestation that grandma cares about us.

Grandma raised my uncle's orphan, a child with cerebral palsy. The doctor said she would live to 17 at most. According to my mother, my uncle's family had a car accident that year, and there was only one child left in the family of three, almost becoming a vegetable. Grandma was knocked unconscious by the accident. After waking up in the hospital for a long time, she stood up firmly without saying anything, always taking care of the child with a little breath of life and constantly rushing for her treatment. My sister is the same as me this year 16 years old, and her physical condition is getting better and better. In other words, as long as she lives for another two years, she will create a miracle of life. From 65438 to 2006, countless people advised my grandmother to give up, and she refused without exception. She always believes in miracles.

Sister with cerebral palsy can't move, but her muscles will shrink if she doesn't move for a long time, so she has to turn over every few hours to let her move. No matter day or night, grandma will help her sister turn over and massage on time. Until now, my sister's muscles have not shrunk significantly. Grandma also did something that made us feel incredible. When my sister is better, my grandmother bought a textbook from the teacher in the village school, asked the teacher for advice, and then went home to teach my sister word by word. If she can't do it ten times and a hundred times, she will teach it a thousand times and never get tired of it. Over the years, the miracle that happened to my sister is not that she is still alive, but that she can say a few words!

Many people say grandma is good. I think my mother's evaluation of my grandmother is the most pertinent: "Grandma is an ordinary person, but she has great love."

2. Write an 800-word junior high school student model essay.

My grandmother is an amiable old man with ear-length short hair, medium build and chubby. She is also a stern and admirable person. She is very helpful, considerate and has a kind smile. She loves us very much. In our study and life, she can always feel grandma's deep love.

Whenever I come home from school, I can see my grandmother busy in the kitchen, and I can smell the smell of food from a distance. My stomach can't help growling. My grandmother took that delicious dish and said to me kindly, "You must be hungry. Go wash your hands and eat. " "Eat more! And eat more vegetables! " "Ha ha! Grandma knows me best. " I picked up the bowl chopsticks and wolfed them down, but that was grandma's cooking.

Sometimes I am wronged, or after I criticize my father's' administrative class', she will hold my hand, touch my head, take me into her room, analyze why I criticize my father, tell me the truth of being a man, and let me know to correct my mistakes in time. When the younger brothers and sisters are sad, she will give them appropriate comfort and encouragement, and will take them out for a walk to distract them from their grievances. When we were sad and crying, her actions gave us more strength.

Of course, there is severity behind kindness. Grandma is a principled person. She should have fun when it is time to play, and study hard when it is time to learn. When we make mistakes, she will punish and scold us. I know she is thinking about our future, and sometimes it is not easy to scold us, but I always listen and think, "She is my grandmother, and I want to respect her!" " "So, if you don't want to hear those words, you have to do everything well and work hard to achieve it, ha ha!

Grandma is also good at dealing with interpersonal relationships. In the garden downstairs of her house, she can often be seen chatting with some old friends, sometimes giving gifts or going to their house for tea. Grandma is also very willing to help others. I remember once in the park, a little boy was separated from his family. When grandma found out, she took them to find it. Finally, she found it under a flower. The little boy's family thanked her very much and made a special trip to visit her home!

Grandma is my spiritual pillar and my life guide. She gave me meticulous care and help in my life and study. I will never forget my grandmother's concern for me. I will cherish her love, respect her and repay her efforts with my practical actions!

Thank you, my dear grandma!

3. Write an 800-word junior high school student model essay.

The person I know best-my mother.

My mother is in her thirties this year. She has short hair, delicate eyebrows and big eyes (only when she wears glasses). She looks very knowledgeable. However, my mother used to be slim, but now she is a little fat. She always whispers in front of us, "I'm getting fat!" " "I want to lose weight! Mom has a bad temper. Once, I went downstairs to play in the open space and found a bone, thinking, "Wow! Prehistoric bone fossils! "I took the bone home and came back happily. I said to her, "Mom! Look! Prehistoric bone fossils! " She patted me on the back indiscriminately and said, "How did you get a bone back? What if there is an infectious disease? "? Throw it away! "Of course I don't want to throw it away. What a nice thing I picked up. Why throw it away? So I froze with her, and as long as I didn't throw it, she hit me hard. Forget it, throw it away, this mother, how can she be so stubborn and use incense to exorcise evil spirits? Why use mosquito-repellent incense instead of special incense? Is it mosquito repellent or exorcism? Anyway, there are only three words for superstitious people-pain, pain and misery! Although she has

Sometimes I have a bad temper, but sometimes I am gentle. Once, I came back from playing outside, sweating like a pig. My mother came up to me with a cold towel and said, "Come on, smelly son, mom will wipe it for you." Then, she asked me to sit down and wait and cook me some chicken, and I thought, "It must be super chicken wings." On the contrary, it is not a super small chicken wing, but a whole chicken. It came to me and said, "This is the chicken from Orleans that I specially prepared for you. Just try it. Is it delicious? " A little salty, but delicious. Mom still stinks. Once, she bought a new "Tao Bo" dress. As soon as she got home, she dressed up in front of the mirror, looked left and right, looked up and down, and I heard her mutter, "I feel good in it!" She called me over and asked me if I was beautiful. I looked at it and thought, this is not my mother.

Obviously, he is a "smelly guy", so he teased her and said, "You really stink." Mom added: "beautiful women are like this!" " Oh, my God! She is a capable designer. She is always serious and responsible for her work, and often works overtime until 12. The buildings they designed are distributed in many provinces and cities in China. She has won many honorary certificates. I already know that her certificate can build a sofa, including national, provincial, municipal and first prize.

Second prize, and then what? God, there are too many! )> This is the person I know best-mother, a grumpy and gentle, boastful and competent mother.

4. Write an 800-word junior high school student model essay.

You gave me hands so that I could touch the world; You gave me eyes so that I could appreciate the world; You gave me ears so that I could listen to the world; You gave me feet so that I could run in this world ... thank you, my mother. Thank you for giving me so much.

You always say, "Mom has been busy all her life for you and your brother." Every time I hear you say that, my heart is sour, but on the surface, I pretend that "you are disgusting." God knows how much I want to hug you and say "thank you", but I am shy but I made a mistake.

I remember once, there was an activity in the primary school class, in which every student called his father or mother and said "I love you". It's my turn to bid. I went to the podium, picked up the teacher's cell phone and dialed your number. Ten seconds later, your voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, who is it?" "mom. It's me. " "Small inflammation, what's the matter? Do I need to pay the information fee again? No money? " When I heard you say that, my nose suddenly turned sour and tears began to swirl in my eyes. There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone. After half a ring, your voice came: "OK, mom knows", followed by your nagging, "Study hard at school and don't run around …" I felt angry and funny, but my affectionate "confession" only got you a sentence: "Oh, I know." Later, when I asked you, you touched my head and said, "I'm afraid I'll cry if I talk too much." At that time, my heart was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle. Everything smells. This is your love for me, but a seemingly innocuous sentence contains your deep love for me, which makes me feel sad.

Although I quarrel with you occasionally, you will always forgive me soon. You said, "Mother and daughter have no night enmity." I happened to read your diary once, but I can't remember the details. What I remember is that sentence: "My daughter, do you know? I'll give you anything you want, as long as you want it, as long as I have it. " "As long as you want, as long as I have" Oh, eight words hit my heart one after another, which made me restless for a long time. I always want you to ask, but I never say thank you. How can I repay your kindness?

I love you, my mother. I will try to be strong and love you as much as you love me. One day I will be your warmest harbor!

5. Write an 800-word model essay for junior high school students.

With the passage of time, she had to lose her beautiful face, and her gray hair made her stand out. Deep and shallow wrinkles climbed up her cheeks, and her face was so old, bloodless and yellow like an old newspaper. She is none other than my grandmother.

Grandma wears simple clothes and often wears a pair of blue trousers. The coat is a simple coat. Grandma's house is not far from ours. When grandpa was alive, we often went to grandma's house to visit two old people. However, a year ago, grandpa left us because of illness. Since then, my grandmother has moved to my aunt's house. My aunt lives in the city, and my grandmother likes places with mountains and water. The air in the city is bad, and my grandmother is not used to living. She is always afraid of soiling the mirror-white floor of her aunt's house.

When grandma was in her hometown, every time my mother took me to her home, I couldn't bear to leave because I didn't want to live with the old people. But now, my grandmother has moved away, and my mother has left, and no one will let me go to my grandmother's house anymore. I should be happy, but somehow I can't be happy anymore. Whenever I think of grandma's kind smile and grandpa's serious face, I always have tears in my eyes. I still remember when I was a child, when I was washing my face at my grandmother's house, my aunt brought water, and I hurried to get one of the towels. I quickly lifted the towel from the water. Oh, it's too hot! Grandpa taught me to open the towel, so that it would dissipate heat quickly and not burn my hands. In this way, this little thing became the most interesting thing between grandpa and me. Now I will do this action equally skillfully when I wash my face. Maybe it's just a little gesture, but it contains the deep feelings between my grandfather and me.

Grandma loves my sister and me very much. Every time I go to her house, she always buys a lot of things to meet us, but I never cherish that short time. Now when I think of my grandmother, there is no rich food waiting for me to meet me.

Now, I can only visit my grandmother in the summer vacation. And the time with her is so short, I really hope I can enjoy it with my grandmother for a while, even in my dreams.

I know, grandma is 80 years old this year, and the days are numbered, maybe 3 years, 5 years, maybe 8 years, 10 years. But this is not for my little granddaughter to decide. All I can do is silently pray and bless her!

Yes, how many things are not cherished until they are lost, and how many people often wander in regret and regret. From now on, I will cherish every minute I get along with grandma and her old man, and I will never regret it in my life!