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An 800-word essay on one’s own good deeds

On the morning of May 16, 2012, at Nong'an People's Hospital, my beloved grandma left us forever, leaving us, our children and grandchildren who loved her and who were not yet knee-deep to pay filial piety.

I once promised that I would go to college when my grandma was here and take her and her relatives to Huangshan. The first thing I would do was take my grandma with me, and then I would think about it later. At that time, you still said to me with a smile. : My grandson is really sensible! But now I can only talk to you in my dreams!

I also promised that after I passed the high school entrance examination, I would be the first to take my grandma to eat delicious food, and then ask my third aunt to pay for it. Everyone laughed at that time, and you smiled and said that as long as Just don’t forget grandma! But now, I can only offer my wishes in front of your tombstone.

How I want to hold your hand and travel together in my dreams.

When I was a child, I was very ignorant and always brought you a lot of trouble. I remember, one time, my mother took me to your place. Because I was still young, I always had the toy gun my father just bought for me in my hand. The weather was nice that day, and I ran wildly in the yard happily, running around with a toy gun. You don't care either. But accidentally, I used a toy gun to break the glass of the neighbor's house. At that time, your legs and feet were still very flexible. When you heard the noise, you rushed out. First, you checked that I was not injured, and then you walked into the neighbor's yard. Went and knocked on the door, but no one answered. After you came back, you said to me: "Why are you so careless? Look, did you break someone's glass? Ask your mother to come with you!" You said pretending to be angry. I ask you: "Anyway, he is not at home, and he doesn't know who broke it. Why do you still need to accompany him?" You squatted down and said to me seriously: "Be honest, that way there will be more people." Let’s make friends with you, kid!” I nodded in understanding. Although grandma was uneducated, she educated two generations with these simple and easy-to-understand principles.

How I want to hold your hand and grow together in my memories.

Because I was born late, you were already frost-white when I was born. I'm not sensible, I always say hurtful things to you, and I don't understand or care about your kindness at all. I was always laughed at and scolded by my elders as "a good person who doesn't know what to do", but because I was too young, I didn't understand this. And I don’t care, but you always give in to me everywhere, keep the delicious food for me, and leave all the good things to me. But when I enjoy these things, I always feel confident, and I always feel that it is natural for my elders to leave these things for me. But now that I think about it, I was so ignorant at that time! I don’t know how much kindness my grandma gave me, but I didn’t repay her at all! But now, there is no chance at all. Alas, what a regret it is! I have always felt guilty about my grandma, but now there is no chance to change this guilt, and there is no chance to redeem the regret hidden in my heart.

How I want to hold your hand, experience the vicissitudes of your era, and feel the hardships of life you have experienced;

How I want to hold your hand, Feel the changes of the times with you, and appreciate the convenience that the times bring to life;

I want to hold your hand, walk in the garden with you, and feel the gentle body temperature in your hands ;

How much I want to hold your hand, but all this can only be realized in a dream.