I love my grandfather's composition 1 My grandfather is a hardworking, food-saving and kind grandfather.
Grandpa came to my house for a few days. Because there are three people, my mother cooks more and I eat less, so there will always be leftovers. By the next day, all the food had gone bad and could not be eaten. My mother was going to throw it away. Grandpa saw it and said, "Why did you dump it?" I think these meals are still edible! Do you know how difficult it is for farmers to grow a grain of rice and a vegetable? "Mom was very helpless and said," Dad, if you smell this dish, it will give you diarrhea. This kind of rice is almost inedible. "Grandpa was not happy, so he took the food and heated it in the microwave oven. Eat it while it's hot and say, "No change!" "My mother and I gave a wry smile and sighed: How much food has been saved! Saving is a bit "excessive" Sometimes, mother secretly pours leftovers behind grandpa's back, and grandpa always asks, "What about those leftovers?"
Grandpa not only scrimps and saves, but also works hard. Unless he has something to do, he does all the housework at home, and so does the meal. He lives in Guangtong and has a small vegetable plot with all kinds of vegetables. Radish, corn, vegetables and so on are all growing well, so grandpa usually spends a lot of energy taking care of vegetable fields. Maybe this is the life that grandpa yearns for!
Grandpa is also very enthusiastic and kind to people. He often gives the mature crops in his vegetable field to his neighbors and his mother, who cooks well with the vegetables grown by his grandfather!
I love my grandfather and worship him!
I love my grandpa. My grandfather is in his sixties this year, and he is not very tall. His gray beard, shallow wrinkles and smiling eyes always make people feel that he is an amiable old man.
I remember once after school, it suddenly rained cats and dogs, and all the other students were picked up by their parents. I am the only one standing alone outside the classroom window, anxiously waiting for who will pick me up? Mom and dad are going to work, and grandpa is sick again. Who will pick me up? Just thinking, a familiar figure came from a distance. Is it grandpa? I can't believe it. 20 meters ... 10 meters, ah, it's grandpa! I rushed to hug grandpa happily. "? Hey? Are you in a hurry to wait here?
""climb on grandpa's back and let him carry you! ""No, Grandpa, I want to go by myself ... "Grandpa left behind my back before I finished." Be obedient and hurry up! "Say that finish, I held an umbrella in one hand, lifted me in the other and strode to the school gate. I was lying on my grandfather's back, and I heard more and more rapid gasps of "wheezing, wheezing". I asked for it several times, but grandpa refused. Suddenly "ouch", grandpa's foot stepped into the mud pit, stumbled and almost fell. I felt my body flash with my grandfather, and then I was clamped tighter. I don't know whether it's rain or tears, running down my cheeks. My throat seems to be stuck by something and I can't speak. I snuggled up to my grandfather, hoping that I could be lighter and lighter, as light as a gust of wind, and wipe away his fatigue ... I finally got home, and my clothes were not wet at all, but my grandfather was wet all over.
Dear grandpa, I love you! May you live a long life!
I like my grandfather's composition 3. My grandfather's house has a small yard, which is very attractive. Now let's take a look at this beautiful yard!
In the morning, the sun and the moon exchanged classes, and the sun spread all over the earth and small yard. The sun shines on the concrete floor of the yard, grandpa sprinkles water outside, the sun shines on the water surface, and the wet ground becomes sparkling.
At noon, the burning sun shines into the yard and shines brightly outside, which is not too dazzling. There are waves of heat waves in the air coming at us, while the two trees on the side are standing straight, not afraid of this hot weather. Suddenly, a strong wind blew some leaves away with the noon heat. Although there is only a little time, it is still very cool!
In the afternoon, the burning sunshine was scared away by a dark cloud. My brother and sister and I had a good time in the small yard. Suddenly, a small drop of water fell from the sky and landed on my neck, followed by two or three drops. Water drops hit me like bullets. We hurried back to the house and looked at the yard with pity. Rain, or continue to fall, suddenly turned into a downpour, bean-sized rain flower swept by the wind "swoosh" on the leaves, making a "pattering" sound.
In the evening, the rain stopped. Standing in the yard, looking up at the moon, the moonlight is particularly bright. Its soft light shines on the dew, which stays on the leaves and then slowly slides down the leaves and falls into the soil. There was a sound of Martin blowing, and the shadows shook on the ground. I poked my head out and took a deep breath, and a fresh and cool feeling slipped through my body.
This is my grandfather's yard!
I love my grandpa. My hometown is Xingtai, a land of plenty. My grandfather's cooking is the most famous there. Every time I go back to my hometown, grandpa always cooks fish for me. I still remember the taste of my hometown.
I remember when I was a child, I often clamored for grandpa to cook fish for me. Grandpa never hesitates at all. He immediately caught a big herring in the pond behind the house, washed it and cooked it for me. When fish often start cooking, I seem to smell the fragrance and my mouth is watering. When it was half cooked, I couldn't hold it any longer. I rushed into the kitchen and clamored for it. At this time, grandpa always patted me on the head unhurriedly and said gently, "Don't worry, Xinxin, eating fish raw will hurt your stomach, so bear with it!" It will be ready soon! "I had to swallow saliva and went into the room to wait in frustration.
Finally, the fish is cooked. I rushed to the kitchen with lightning speed and stared at the fish cooked by my grandfather. I really wanted to swallow it with thorns. That fish is delicious. I haven't tasted it yet, and the smell of fish and spices is on my face. At first it was a little sour, then it had a strong fragrance, then it was a little sweet, and finally it was a little spicy. What an unforgettable experience!
But it's all memories. Now I'm not a child anymore. I am old and my grandfather is not around. Now I think of grandpa's fish, and I really want to try it again! I can't taste it, but it smells good!
Now the fish cooked by parents, no matter how much seasoning and secret recipe are added, is not as delicious as the fish cooked by grandpa! I hope I can smell and taste that hometown again!
I love my grandfather's composition 5 "There are several kinds of" pleasures "in life, one of which is to eat snacks while drinking. At my age, it is boring to lose this kind of "fun". " Grandpa has repeatedly said this sentence for tens of thousands of times, which has almost become his mantra.
Scene 1- King of Brewing
Grandpa likes to drink a few bottles at a time. I remember that my fourth uncle came to our house once. It was terrible. I talked for three or four hours and drank two bottles! Our family is not rich, and the price of wine goes up year after year. Grandpa began to make wine to drink. He brewed cider, wine and bayberry wine ... as long as it was fruit. However, this is not the way. I can only drink a few bottles a year, so grandpa has to put up with it.
Scene 2-Go crazy at the sight of wine
Once, on grandpa's birthday, someone sent three boxes of Moutai. Grandpa's eyes lit up and he plunged into the wine box regardless of his birthday. Nobody stopped him after drinking one bottle after another because it was his birthday party. Another time, when a family went out for dinner, they saw a restaurant offering three beers for two. Grandpa invited us to eat there at once. There was a barbecue, and grandpa didn't care. He was absorbed in his delicious beer, which made us have enough to eat without drinking.
Scene 3- Watch the World Cup.
Grandpa is famous for drinking in our town. He can sit, stand and drink water with his eyes closed ... Yes, the World Cup was played last month, and Grandpa watched it every day after two o'clock in the evening. Then I finished the final exam, and I watched the final with him. I drank fruit juice, but grandpa still drank it, plus a plate of chicken legs. Do you think it's awesome?
Grandpa, stop drinking!
I love my grandpa. I have a "big friend", he is my grandfather! Grandpa's head is round, there is no hair on his head, only a little food is served at the back of his head. His eyes are a little big and he doesn't like blinking at ordinary times. Grandpa's lips are very thin, and his mouth is a little upturned. Grandpa's body is fat and looks cute. Why do you say grandpa is my friend? Because grandpa often plays games with me.
Once, just after the Mid-Autumn Festival. Grandpa said to me, "Let's play chess. Whoever wins will send each other cool and delicious ham moon cakes. " "Start now." I can't wait to say. After a "murder", I had a brainwave. "Can a car kill Lao Wang?" "No," Grandpa and I played another game. I won. Now it's one to one. One more game will decide the result. Grandpa and I played another game, and I lost. I was not convinced, and my grandfather laughed and said, "I lost." Grandpa is much older than me, of course he is better than me. I may hit him when I practice again, but I'm a man, of course I have to keep my word. I quickly sent him two boxes of moon cakes. Grandpa touched my head happily and said, "OK, let's eat moon cakes together." I am very happy with my grandparents. Actually, my grandfather was just joking with me. I like my "big friend".
I like my grandfather's composition 7. Thank you for raising me, keeping me from hunger and freezing, sending me to school and taking me home every day. But you have a bad temper-sometimes you lose your temper and wronged me.
Once, I was in a new thinking mathematics training class. I finished my school homework and homework early, and other students are still nervously doing their homework. The teacher rewarded me for sitting quietly in my seat and reading.
Ten minutes passed and class was over. Parents crowded into the classroom. When you saw me reading, you immediately lost your temper and yelled at me, "Why don't you study hard in class, but you are reading extra-curricular books?" You can rest assured that the teacher will explain it to you as soon as he sees it.
During the winter vacation, more than 30 young pioneers and I participated in environmental protection activities under the leadership of community directors. There is a lot of rubbish by the river, and you can smell a bad smell not far away. The community director assigned us work, some pulling weeds, some picking up garbage and some sweeping the floor.
At this time, the community director asked: "Who will dig through the stinking ditch?" I did not hesitate to raise my hand with a small partner. We'll start working at once. Although it is dirty and smelly, we are sweating and full of enthusiasm. Our clothes and trousers were covered with mud, but the trench was dug and the dirty water flowed into the nearby manhole. The community director praised us, and I was so happy.
But when I got home, you saw mud on my clothes and pants, and immediately criticized me angrily: "What are you doing?"
At this moment, the phone rang and grandpa answered the phone. It turned out that the community director called me to praise me. You know that you have wronged me.
Grandpa, I hope that after reading my composition, you can get rid of this bad temper of wronged people and be an understanding and good grandfather.