Grandma's composition 1 My grandmother's hair is black and white, there are a pair of thick meniscus eyebrows above her round eyes, and a row of neat big teeth are hidden in her mouth.
My grandmother is very gentle and protects me like a precious crystal in her hand every day. Whenever I am angry, I will come to comfort me. And every time I want to buy something, my grandmother will buy it for me and never lose her temper with me.
Don't you believe that my grandmother is gentle? If you don't believe me, I'll show you some little things!
Once, my brother wanted to play with my favorite toy again, so I didn't give it to him, but I remember what my mother said: give everything to my brother and sister. If it breaks down, my mother will give you another one. So I generously gave the toy to my brother. Click, my brother broke a leg of the toy, and I cried for money from my mother, who refused to give it anyway, and I cried even louder. Grandma knew, gave her mother a good lesson, and came to me again, comforting: your mother won't buy it for you, I'll buy it for you. Grandma took my hand and went to the supermarket to buy a new toy. At this time, I was thirsty, and my grandmother bought me a bottle of milk tea.
This is the grandmother who will love me. I love my grandmother.
Grandma's composition 2 My grandma is sixty or seventy years old. But I am still so energetic, just a little fat, but still very straightforward. She is full of energy and walks like a penguin. How cute! The rice cooked by my grandmother is delicious, but it is not as delicious as before because there is only a small amount of vegetables and meat in it.
It turned out to be fried vegetables and large pieces of meat. The rice cakes and noodles used to be very chewy, but now they are so hard that they almost knocked out my teeth, so please fry them a little softer in the future, so that I can see your real cooking level. However, my grandmother also has a "bad habit" of being too frugal. You will definitely say that thrift is good, there is nothing wrong with it. But my grandmother is too frugal. She has a cold meal for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Do you think this is a bad habit? In fact, our younger generation also wants you to eat better.
Although my grandmother is energetic, she often makes mistakes, such as putting my clothes together with my father's, using vinegar as sesame oil and old wine as vinegar. My grandmother, your descendants will never let you suffer!
Grandma's composition 3 My grandma is a hardworking and kind person, and she is busy for us all day.
It's hot enough to boil eggs today, but grandma is still cooking for us. I sneaked into the kitchen, only to see my grandmother sweating and even her clothes were wet. I quietly ran to get a wet towel to wipe her sweat, and grandma found me in the kitchen. Grandma smiled and said to me, "Hui Hui, it's too hot here. Go to the air-conditioned room to cool off. What are you running around for? " I replied, "I invite you, too!" " I cook today. "Grandma said," You, just wait for dinner! " I shouted, "You go to rest. I will do it. Don't worry. "Say that finish, I picked up the eggs prepared by my grandmother, put a dozen in a bowl, added salt and chopped green onion, picked up chopsticks and stirred hard. Grandma smiled at my clumsy appearance, and then quickly put it into the oil pan. When the oil is hot, I pour the eggs into the pan and fry them.
A delicious scrambled egg was baked like this.
Grandma's composition took 4 hours, because mom and dad didn't have time to take care of it, so they lived in grandma's house since childhood and didn't return to mom and dad until the first grade.
When I was a child, I often went to the vegetable market with my grandmother or helped in the fields. I also often played with the children there. I have very happy memories.
Once, my sister and uncle and I went to help my grandparents dig sweet potatoes. Grandma told us how to distinguish the size and types of sweet potatoes. Sometimes there are some bugs, spiders and centipedes in the field, and we are afraid! Grandma also said that the roots of sweet potatoes can be planted again, which made me learn another knowledge. Although it is very hard and tiring to help dig sweet potatoes, I have to work in the big sun and sweat all over, but I can have a good harvest and help my grandmother. No matter how busy I am, I am very happy and valuable.
Grandma has many specialties, such as noodles, salty porridge and rice noodles. If I want to eat, my grandmother will cook it for me at once. My grandmother's cooking often makes my mouth water. I will eat a lot more.
As time goes on, grandma's wrinkles and troubles become more and more. Grandma is 65 years old this year. She said earnestly every day that we should be obedient and good. Grandma has been working hard, and I often let her stay. I know she cares about me, but she is also sorry. Now I want her not to worry all the time. I will be filial to my grandmother and let her be carefree.
Grandma's composition 5 round face, fat body, this is my grandmother.
Grandma is very kind to us. Every time we come, she says; "What do you want to eat?" Then he was busy cooking for us, including jiaozi and Zongzi. Grandma always cooks more, and when she can't finish it, she takes it home. Sometimes I want to eat snacks, so my grandma takes me to buy them. Sometimes my mother quarrels with me, and my grandmother will speak for me. Grandma is also very kind to her sister. She bought all kinds of flowers to make clothes for her sister, and she was very happy. Once I bought two chickens from the countryside and gave us all their eggs. This time, my grandmother said to me, "You are a little thin. Kill the chicken for you. " I said, "Grandma, help yourself." I still drank the chicken soup cooked by grandma. That delicious chicken soup is grandma's love for us.
Once, my grandmother was ill and looked very tired. We bought some fruits for grandma to eat. Grandma is very happy. She said to us, "Our health is irrelevant, so don't bother." He also asked me about my study and told me to study hard and finish my homework carefully.
Looking at grandma's gray hair, more and more wrinkles on her face, kind eyes and thin hands, she is obviously old.
I think we should be filial to grandma and make her happy.
Grandma's composition 6 Grandma died on an autumn evening.
When we arrived, grandma was already lying on a wooden bed with an ever-burning lamp in front of it. Thin and pale face, as if standing in front of her 90th birthday cake for four generations. My father, who had never shed tears, only said softly, "Grandma, we are here to see you", and everyone cried.
Then, mom and aunt scrubbed grandma. They gently lifted their grandmother who weighed less than 50 kilograms. Carefully wipe grandma's thin body. Two 60-year-old men, while scrubbing the body of a 90-year-old man, whispered warm memories, as warm, gentle and careful as grandma bathed them many years ago.
Squeezed under the eaves of my uncle's house, grandma's children and grandchildren were as white as snow, attracting crowds of onlookers in the village.
The onlookers are talking about grandma's kindness and hard work: whenever someone has something to do, they will be the first to help and the last to leave; Whenever beggars come to this village, they always call home for dinner ... they feel deeply. They are emotional.
My uncle asked me to write a family sacrifice. He gave a quick explanation and left in a hurry. I want to know grandma's name. I asked three aunts, but I didn't know. They always have only one name in their mouths: our mother. Until my mother found my grandmother's ID card from my uncle.
When I wrote down her name in tears, I realized that the person I called "grandma" for more than 30 years finally had a name that no one had mentioned since.
Grandma's composition 7 I said to grandma, "I want to hear your childhood story." Grandma sat in the chair and began to tell me.
She was very happy when she was a child and had a good family. Her father is the stationmaster of the epidemic prevention station, and he often gives her pocket money. She can't bear to use it, so she saves it all.
Once, she watched her neighbor's children go to sell pig grass, and she told her family that she would also go. Grandma was only six or seven years old that year, and the family wouldn't let her go, saying that there was no shortage of money at home, but grandma insisted on going, so the family had to let her sister accompany her. It takes hours to climb a mountain and pull up the grass. If you can't go home at noon, bring dry food. It's very hot, you have to take off your shoes, go down to the paddy field, and then take the pig grass to the market for sale, only 20 cents a basket. Grandma said that she saved all the money, because it was her own labor income, and she was reluctant to spend a penny.
New Year's Eve is grandma's happiest moment, because dad will give the three sisters New Year's presents-each one a new dress made by her mother, and a bag of delicious things, including peanut candy, chicken claw candy and fruit made by her mother, and of course, red envelopes.
The story told by my grandmother attracted me very much. She was really happy when she was a child! I envy her a lot of happiness that I have never experienced.
Grandma's composition 8 Her hair is whiter than snow silver, but she is not an elf in winter, and her eyes are not as clear as those of a lovely girl. Her hands have occupied a dragon for too many years, the veins stood out suddenly and violently, and her blood vessels swelled, as if they would break at any time.
Her forehead is always soft and sharp, and the sun shines on her wrinkled forehead. In a trance, if she wears a cloak as red as a pigeon's beak, she looks like an elderly queen. Heavy and wrinkled bags under the eyes, slightly higher cheekbones have not been crushed by the giants of time, so they look strong and arrogant. Her short curly white hair is painted with ebony black, which vaguely reflects the girl who braided her hair that year.
Her expression is always calm. Lazy afternoon, she will wear a sweater and hum a song forgotten in the wind. Her voice will tremble like a swan swimming across the lake. Those hands are always wrinkled, but they are strong, cocooned, dark, warm and dry. She may think of one afternoon many years ago when she was playing with a sewing machine. These hands are still smooth and soft.
Her physical function must be deteriorating. There are countless seeds of death in the human body, and those seeds are now slowly hidden in the lazy sunshine, which seems to be a retreat and admiration for her strength and arrogance. Some bony bodies are wrapped in clothes with floral patterns, and her hands are very dexterous. There is a snow-blue wool vest with buttons made of imitation diamonds, which gently touches her and has a certain temperature and taste.
She is my grandmother.
Grandma's composition 9 There are so many bluebirds around, and the most lovely one is grandma.
I have lived in my grandmother's house since I was a child, and my grandmother took care of me all the way. No matter what I want, my grandmother never refuses. What's more, my grandmother can guess what I want even before I speak. She is like a responsive land mother-in-law, taking care of my young age in every way, and making my childhood full of happiness and laughter.
After primary school, although I didn't spend much time with my grandmother, her concern didn't stop. I often buy clothes and shoes in person and deliver them to my hands. They are all my favorite styles. Grandma just has a way of knowing my preferences. No one can replace this tacit understanding.
Every time I go back to my grandmother's house, I hug her tightly without saying a word and enjoy the love she gives me willfully. In his warm arms, I felt endless happiness, and my heart shouted over and over again: "Grandma! I love you so much, you are the best bluebird in my life. "
How long has it been since I went to see my grandmother? I got up and went out, ready for the warmest hug, the cutest bluebird, grandma! I will come!
Grandma's composition 10 My grandma is very capable. Because her father died early when she was a child, she developed her independent and capable personality.
Grandma is an expert at housework. She gets up early every day, cooks, cleans, washes clothes and sends me to school. She is busy every day, but she never shouts tired. Every time I come home from school, I can enjoy delicious meals, and my family is always spotless and clean.
Grandma is not only a good hand at housework, but also an enthusiastic person. Because there are people in the medical industry in our family, neighbors or friends often come to consult because of illness. Grandma will be very enthusiastic to help them contact, and sometimes she will personally accompany the patients to the hospital. Every new year, grandma will make a lot of frozen cakes and zongzi for friends and relatives to taste. Everyone likes them very much because they can be tasted at home! So everyone affectionately called her Xifeng.
Xifeng is also a person who loves beauty. Although she is over 60 years old, she never refuses to accept her old age. When she is free, she will go to the mall to buy beautiful clothes, go to the barber shop to get her hair done every week, and always dress herself up in high spirits, which is super age-reducing!
I love my grandma because she is really capable!
Grandma's composition 1 1 My grandmother is a good grandmother and mother to any grandson and child. If there is something delicious, her first move is to give it to her grandson.
However, when I was in the fifth grade, my grandmother died unfortunately because of a fever. After the news was known by my family, everyone felt sorry for my grandmother for a while. My mother is the longest, because the person who loves my mother the most in the world is my grandmother. In particular, my mother often tells me that as long as she calls her grandmother when she is sad, her mother's mood will gradually calm down like water. So, for my mother, leaving like this is like sticking a needle in her heart. Of course, not only my mother is sad, but my brother and I are also sad, because every holiday, what I look forward to most is taking my grandmother back to the clinic. Why? Because it means taking grandma healthier again, and grandma will buy me my favorite toffee and toys.
But things didn't go according to people's wishes, but grandma died unexpectedly, so every time my mother dreamed that grandma would go back to her home to burn incense and worship. But it also comforted us. In fact, grandma met us in another way, so we didn't have such a hard time after listening. May grandma be safe and happy in heaven!
Grandma's composition 12 grandma died, according to the village custom. I'm going to mourn my grandmother.
Grandma loved me the most before she died. When I was a child, my grandmother often said to me, "Chicken, you should listen to the teacher at school." And I often go to play in the middle of hearing it. I often turn a deaf ear to what she says.
Today, I walked into the hall. Seeing the photo of grandma on the dark urn, the smile is still there. Just set it in a frame, and then look at people, they all look sad. Aunt hurried forward and saw her throw herself in front of grandma's urn and burst into tears. Crying and saying, "Mom, why didn't you leave without waiting for my last look at you?"
I suddenly saw my uncle talking to someone. I am curious. In the past, the primitive man said, "Isn't burial good? Why cremation? " My uncle said, "My mother said that she must be cremated. Burial is more expensive than cremation. We are asked to save money for our children to study. "
After listening to it, I thought, what grandma said is that we should study hard. I must realize her wish. Thinking of this, I have more admiration and responsibility for my grandmother.
Grandma's composition 13 It's sunny today, and the sun is scorching the earth. My mother and I wholesale some popsicles for my grandmother to cool off in the hot summer.
When I arrived at my grandmother's house, I couldn't wait to take out three popsicles, one for my mother, one for my grandmother and one for myself. After eating the popsicle, I said, "Let's play Lao K!" Mother volunteered to be the referee.
In the first game, the cards I played were: Hearts 3, Caohua 3, Caohua 4, Spades 6, Caohua 9, Hearts 10, Hearts Q, Spades A, and Wang was a cube. I caught the last card. "Alas, I have no king!"
I played 3 of hearts first because I wanted to destroy some small cards first. My grandmother gave me four hearts, and I thought, haha, I have it. It's really no trouble to get it! I played four flowers and three flowers and took four cards. "Hey, good luck!" "I have three diamonds (kings) and a red heart A. After fierce competition, my mother announced that I won.
In the second game, I serve: hearts 7, hearts 8, flowers 8, flowers K, flowers A, spades A, spades K, diamonds A, and the king is spades. I thought to myself, I will definitely win. This card is great. I lost because I was carried away by victory.
In the third game, my grandmother and I learned the lessons from the first two games and became very serious. Fight, fight, even draw.
Although I didn't win at Lao K, it taught me: win without arrogance, lose with grace. This truth.
Grandma's composition 14 this morning, I kicked off the quilt, yawned, turned over and said, "grandma, I'm hungry and want to eat." No one answered me, so I shouted desperately, "Grandma, I'm hungry!" " "Still no one answered me. Suddenly I heard my grandfather say, "Grandma went to Wenling to do rural insurance." I said to my grandfather, "I'm almost hungry into a piece of paper. "
So, grandpa said, "Shall we have porridge this morning?" I said, "As long as there is food." Grandpa brought a bowl of porridge and crispy skin. I thought crispy skin was not delicious, so I asked grandpa to take a chicken leg. I tore the wrapping paper of the chicken leg and put it in the porridge. This is my homemade "chicken leg porridge". But I still didn't eat it, and nothing happened. I peeled off the crispy skin and found that there was no meat in it. After a while, I lost my appetite and found eating boring. At first glance, there is still a lot of rice in the bowl. I didn't eat much, so I took that bite and I have to keep working hard. Finally, I destroyed half of the rice, but I can't stand the smell any longer. I felt bored and at a loss, so I left dinner and watched TV.
At this time, I heard the sound as if the door had been opened, so I asked, "Grandpa, did grandma go home?" Grandpa said, "that's just the sound of the wind kicking the door." Hum, this smelly grandma, why not go home? She's too slow.
Grandma's composition 15 One sunny Sunday morning, I was having breakfast when suddenly, the telephone rang. I rushed to the phone, picked it up and asked, "Hello, who are you?" The man said kindly, "I am your grandfather!" " "I asked," grandpa, what can I do for you? "Grandpa said," Your grandmother is sweating. She said she wants to see you. " I whispered, "I see, goodbye! ""Grandpa also said, "Goodbye." I quickly put down the phone and ran to my mother to tell her it was urgent. My mother said to me, "Go and see grandma!" " "I said happily," great! "
My mother sent me to my grandmother's house, and she said to me, "I'll pick you up after work." I said, "All right!"
When I came to my grandmother's house, I saw her pale and weakly lying on the sofa. I immediately said to her, "Grandma, are you better?" Grandma cheered up at once when she saw me. She said to me, "I'm much better. I will get better faster when I see you! " "I asked again," Grandma, how did you get sick? " She sighed and said, "When I went shopping yesterday, I wore less clothes. I was blown by the wind and accidentally caught a cold. " I kindly said to grandma, "grandma, you should pay attention to keep warm in the future and don't catch a cold again!" "Grandma smiled and said to me," You have learned to teach grandma a lesson! ""Then we all laughed.
I played for a while and it was getting late. My mother came to pick me up. We said goodbye to grandma and went home together.
Ancient poetry is generally concise, emotional and profound. There are only a few crosses in an ancient poem.