1. My grandma, a 1,000-word character description essay. My grandma is still alive. I hope there are examples and high scores for help.

There is a pear tree in the yard, which is in full bloom every spring. The white flowers and leaves have not yet grown. My grandma and I often sit in the sun and look at the pear tree, but it only blooms and bears no fruit every year. Only some bees fly, and then there are butterflies. Grandma said that people will turn into butterflies. , I really don’t understand.

The table is always so bright, and the slates on the ground are always so white. I always sit on the ground, leaning in her arms, while she braids my hair, and then when I go out, others will praise me. The braids are nice. Later, no one helped me comb it. I don’t know how it got there, and then it was cut off. To this day I don't like doing my hair unless I have grandma's hands.

Grandma is ill, very ill, and can no longer maintain the neatness she used to have. I think she must be very sad. The last thing I did for my grandma was to light the cigarette and put it to her mouth. I was not very sensible at that time. I stood in front of the bed without saying anything and looked at her with wide eyes. There are things in my heart that I can't express, and I can't express them. Maybe this feeling will stay with me for the rest of my life, and it won't go away. Now I understand that it is a kind of sadness deep in the soul that will never be resolved.

Grandma likes to smoke, and I often find matches to light cigarettes for her. This seems to be the only thing I have done since I was a child. Grandma's departure suddenly interrupted my feeling of lighting a cigarette for her. I stood blankly at the door, looking at the crowd seeing her off, but without shedding tears, thinking blankly about the place I never knew and would never know again. To think about it forgetfully, my childhood memories will never be happy again. From then on, I never took the initiative to do anything for others. It’s just that for a long time, I have been collecting sparks, making beautiful paper bags myself, and packing the sparks neatly inside so that no one else can touch them. From then on, I don’t like anyone to touch my things. 2. A 450-word essay on my grandma, using detailed descriptions and character descriptions

Whenever I see a kind old man, I can’t help but think of my strong, diligent and thrifty grandma.

My grandma is 80 years old this year, and her strong body hides a lonely and wounded heart. Not long after my grandma gave birth to my sister-in-law, my grandpa acted as a righteous man and helped his brother find his enemy. As a result, he was beaten to death. In this way, an ordinary woman from the same village became a widow. To this day, grandma has been suffering the consequences of being a widow. The hardships of raising 7 children alone.

When grandma was nearly 70 years old, my father forced her to live in the city. As soon as grandma arrived at home, my mother had prepared a rich meal, a new bed and several new sets. Clothes, grandma saw the common dishes in front of me, and said to my father doubtfully: "Are there any distinguished guests here today?" Dad frowned, then laughed "chi", and said jokingly to grandma: "Yes. Ah, we have a distinguished guest today, and this distinguished guest is you, my mother." Grandma frowned, and her face immediately darkened: "Why are you picking up so many dishes? It's not like I don't have enough to eat!" Dad looked puzzled at first, then suddenly realized, and said softly to grandma: "Mom, it's been decades, in which year, month, and day have you had a full meal? We are sincerely repaying the favor. You! Now, even if it’s just a meal, do you want to refuse?” After hearing what Dad said, Dad didn’t say anything anymore. The tense muscles on his face slowly relaxed.

After dinner, grandma took out her clothes and was about to take a shower. Mom quickly took away the few patched clothes that grandma had and put on the new ones she had prepared. Grandma looked at Jing reluctantly. The old clothes in my mother's hands: "Daughter-in-law, don't throw them away. After all, they have been worn for decades..." Grandma did not continue, and my mother nodded knowingly, put on the new clothes, slept on the new bed, covered with a new quilt, familiar. It’s a new environment, but grandma still misses the countryside and grandpa in her heart.

Finally, one day a month later, grandma said that she missed the empty old house and the few vegetable fields in the village so much that she insisted on returning to her hometown, even though her parents were reluctant to do so. , but in the end my parents agreed.

When grandma left, she touched my head with her old and rough hands, and said happily: "You are very similar to your grandpa, work hard!"

Looking at As grandma's back gradually recedes, I feel that grandma is getting taller and taller.

3. Waiting online. A 400-word composition about my grandma. Waiting online.

Grandma, thank you! Grandma is already in her early sixties. Seeing her healthy body, rough hands, and head of white hair reminds me of many childhood memories.

When I was a child, my grandma was the one who loved me the most. My parents had no time to accompany me, so I had to be looked after by my grandma. She doted on me in every possible way and always gave me the best food and the best love. She Always taking me to the streets to buy groceries broadened my horizons.

That day, my mother was very angry because I made a mistake. She picked up a clothes hanger and slapped my legs, yelling at me. My legs were shaking and the pain was terrible. I held back the tears in my eyes. Don't let it flow down. When grandma saw it, she hurriedly ran over to help me up and said to my mother: "How can you treat your child like this? She is a child after all, and she will definitely make mistakes! As a child, it doesn't matter." My Tears welled up in my eyes, and grandma hugged me. Suddenly, I felt how warm grandma’s arms were! Grandma's love for me may be said to be infinite. She always treats me like the apple of her eye and won't let me suffer any harm... Grandma, thank you, thank you for your meticulous care for me, just like the sunshine in spring. Just like Xiaocao's kindness, I will never be able to repay this love that is higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea.

Thank you, it is you who melted the ice and snow around me and made our life still like spring. Thank you for the time you spent with me... 4. A character-describing composition "My Grandma" 500

The fast-paced life breaks the original peace. Pedestrians on the road come and go in a hurry, and life is like a tired and boring journey that has to be continued. The pressure of competition, repeated defeats... everything made me anxious and lost my previous patience. Facing my messy hair in the mirror, my eyes looked angry at myself, but more importantly, I felt helpless. Life is like a knot of hair. The harder I try to untie it, the tighter it becomes.

Suddenly, a wooden comb in front of the mirror made my heart calm down a little. The carvings on the wooden comb were unrecognizable, but they exuded a faint scent of sandalwood. This fragrance brings back my memories, the warmest picture deep in my heart.

In winter days, the sun always brings gentle warmth. Grandma always likes to comb my hair carefully with that exquisite and small wooden comb. Through the mirror on the dressing table, I saw the wooden comb sliding from one end of the hair to the knotted part, then slowing down, bit by bit, and finally slipped from the end of the hair. "It takes patience to comb your hair. Don't be irritable or impatient. Just comb it strand by strand, and your hair will be smooth and your life will be smooth." I didn't understand at that time, but I only knew that my grandma would always grow my waist-length hair. Hair is left smooth and straight. Put it under your nose and take a deep breath. It has the elegant fragrance of sandalwood and the warm fragrance of sunshine. So I remembered it and the smell that only belonged to grandma.

How many times has it been my grandma who used a wooden comb to stroke my hair like a waterfall; how many times has it been my grandma who has guided me through the darkness with her smile; how many times has it been my grandma who has used her love to push me away. Let the warmest sunshine shine into my cold heart.

I held up this wooden comb and recalled every bit of my grandmother’s life. I immediately understood what my grandmother said back then and the love she never showed. In life, there are always ups and downs, and the road of life will not always be smooth sailing. In the face of pressure and challenges, I should treat it with a calm heart, accept it, and heal the ups and downs of life. Use a normal mind to untie the knot in your heart, little by little, just like my grandma combing my hair, and it will always be bright and clear.

Sitting in front of the dressing table again, I used the wooden comb to slowly straighten the messy hair. The rough wooden comb is like grandma's vicissitudes of hand, peaceful and warm.

Grandma, it is your smile that interprets the true meaning of life, and it is your warmth that interprets silent love.

The sun shines into the room through the wooden windows, and warmth arises from the bottom of my heart.

Thinking of you is very warm. 5. Write an essay with the moon, grandma, and me as the protagonists

I remember when I was four years old, in my hometown in the countryside, one clear night, my grandparents and I were planting pears in the yard. Enjoy the shade under the trees.

When I avoided the trunk and looked behind the pear tree, a bright moon was quietly climbing out of the mountain, looking at the world quietly.

I said in surprise: "Grandpa, grandma, look, there is a moon!" Grandma asked strangely: "Where is it?" I pointed behind the pear tree and said, "Over there."

Grandma saw it , hit my hand and said to me seriously: "If you see the crescent moon, don't point at it with your hand, otherwise it will cut off your ears while you are sleeping." I Hesitantly asked: "How could the moon cut my ear when it is in the sky?" Grandma looked at me, smiled and said, "As long as you study hard, you will know when you grow up."

Time passed quickly. I was already in the fourth grade. I learned a lot of knowledge and understood a lot of truths. In fact, it is impossible for the moon to cut off people's ears.

This is the truth of "when you don't know the moon when you are young, you call it a white jade plate". Composition about the Moon Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is also the first Reunion Festival since I transferred to Jianhu to study. My parents and I returned to my hometown in Gangdong, planning to spend the Reunion Festival with my grandparents.

I really look forward to the arrival of the evening, so that our family can sit together, happily eat moon cakes and enjoy the moonlight. But God seems to be against me, it rains all the time.

"God, please stop it from raining and let me take a good look at the moon at night!" I thought silently in my heart. At night, although the rain stopped, the sky was still gloomy.

"Oh, God is really not helping. The moon is impossible to see." I was very disappointed in my heart.

The sound of firecrackers was loud outside, and it was very lively. I was eating sweet mooncakes, but there always seemed to be something missing in my heart. In the middle of the night, I got up to go to the bathroom. When I looked up, there was a moon hanging high in the sky. I shouted happily: "The moon is out! The moon is out!" I quickly called my parents to watch the moon with me.

The moon at this time does not seem to be very round, hiding in the clouds, hazy, appearing and disappearing, extremely beautiful. "I finally saw the fifteenth moon, and the moon at night is even more beautiful!" I cheered, and my parents smiled happily when they saw how happy I was.

Composition about the moon There was an empty silence all around. Under the moonlight, the nearly ancient old tree looked a little lonely.

The empty but somewhat enchanting branches danced a musicless dance in the wind, which made me feel a little sad. All things, under the moonlight, gradually sleep for thousands of years.

Only, Chong'er was still singing that "aria", which added a bit of sadness to the night. This is when the moon flows like a serenade to a sweetheart's window.

This beauty is dignified and charming, with smoky eyebrows and loving eyes. At this moment, she was sitting in front of the mirror, looking at herself in the ancient mirror, with tears streaming down her face.

She cried because the person she loved left here and went elsewhere, but there was no news. When the moon was not rising, she would carry someone on her back and sob silently in the room.

When people hear the cry, they feel pity and feel a pang in their heart. The flowers wither, the grass turns yellow, and the birds sing in mourning. Tonight, looking at the moon, she couldn't help but miss her again. The moonlight was like tears, chilling her heart; it was also like a melodious and sad ancient song, which made her heartbroken after listening to it.

No! But who understands her dark and melancholy heart, this lonely and sad love... At this moment, intermittently coming from the distance, a trace of drama "Just for you, like a beautiful flower, like a fleeting year... You feel sorry for yourself in the dark curtain..." "A line from "The Peony Pavilion" evokes the girl's endless longing. She couldn't help but remind her of: "Flowers fall and water flows red, and there are all kinds of leisurely feelings..." Tonight, the moon and stars are sparse. 6. My Grandma Characterization Essay 300

Recently, the teacher often tells us that we must learn to be grateful.

Whenever we talk about gratitude, everyone always says that we should be most grateful to our parents, because our parents give us life; we must thank our teachers, because teachers allow us to enrich ourselves with knowledge and seek The truth. But I rarely hear students say they are grateful to our grandparents. In fact, they are also the people we should be grateful to the most.

Have we ever thought about it? When we were young, who took care of us when our parents were at work? When we make a mistake and our parents want to hit us, who is stopping us? I think these people are our grandparents, grandparents who are tolerant and loving to us.

In my heart, I am always grateful to my grandparents, and here I want to praise my grandma.

I have a kind grandma, she has a pair of kind eyes, long curly hair, wears a pair of reading glasses, and always smiles when she sees people.

Every morning, I open my sleepy eyes to the smell of her food, eat the delicious food, and go to school happily. In the evening, grandma took the trouble to teach me. When my grades dropped, she encouraged me not to be discouraged; when my grades rose, she told me not to be complacent, to keep working hard and to reach a higher level.

In life, my grandma is also very strict with me. I must not sit down immediately after eating. "Take a hundred steps after a meal and live to be ninety-nine." This is my grandma's famous saying.

This is my dear grandma. In the long river of time, her black hair has turned into white hair, her hands are covered with calluses, and her body is no longer upright. In the past, she gave all her love to Dad, and now she conveys her love to me.

With this heavy love, I studied hard and lived up to his old man's hope. At the same time, I sincerely wish him good health and happiness forever. 7. Write a character description essay with the title "Grandma", more than 800 words

In the evening, school is over.

Sitting on the bus home, I thought to myself: I wonder what delicious dishes my mother is making for me. After getting out of the car, I ran straight to my house.

Knocking impatiently on the door, the door opened, and what came into view was a kind face. "Grandma," I couldn't help shouting, "When did you come here?" Dad then took over the conversation: "Your grandma's tooth is broken. This time, she came to the hospital to see a doctor."

Me Upon closer inspection, it turned out that grandma’s cheeks were swollen. Speech is somewhat difficult.

Grandma helped me unload my schoolbag and kindly asked me in a low voice how I was doing with my studies. I said it was okay and I ranked fifth in the class. Grandma smiled happily and patted my shoulder gently.

Grandma has been living in the countryside since she was a child, and she is a very frugal person. No matter whether it is food, clothing or use, nothing is ever wasted.

Take the socks she wore as an example. They were all patched. Her mother said to her: "Mom, now that living standards have improved, just throw it away! I will buy you a few new pairs."

But grandma said: "This can still be worn. , besides it can’t be seen inside the shoes, so why spend that money?” Grandma has a habit of always turning off the lights in unoccupied rooms at night, making the whole house dark except for the lights in the living room. .

Dad said to grandma: "Mom, this light doesn't use much electricity, just let it stay on!" Although grandma nodded and said nothing, she never forgot to turn it off. After a long time, my father had no choice but to say nothing.

(Junior high school composition) Grandma is very concerned about my studies. As long as I do my homework, she will never disturb me. I write, even though she doesn’t know a word of it.

My grandma once told me that when she was young, it was the feudal era, and parents only let boys go to school, while girls had to do housework at home. As the eldest child, my grandma had to help my parents with housework early. I think it was a sign of comfort that she didn’t study in her childhood. I can't help myself.

I always want to do something for my family. But grandma can't use a washing machine or cook with natural gas, so she has to sweep the floor, clean the tables and cabinets at home. < /p>

My parents advised him to rest. She always said that moving is good for the body. As long as grandma comes, my home will always be kept clean and orderly.

Mom, Dad and I respect and respect grandma very much. Dad promptly accompanied grandma to the hospital to find the best doctor to cure her teeth.

Mom knew that grandma had diabetes and tried to satisfy her every time she cooked. I also gave my grandma my coat to wear. I often told her interesting stories, which made her very happy. During holidays, our whole family went to shopping malls and parks with grandma.

Unknowingly. , grandma lived in my house for more than a month, and returned to the countryside before the Spring Festival. I missed her all the time. Staring into the distance, I seemed to see grandma's kind face again, and saw grandma smiling at me...

8. An essay "My Grandmother and I", 600 words, multiple character descriptions, thank you

Recalling my grandmother, the sun rose slowly, casting a golden light, two figures, one big and one small. Being close together seemed particularly warm, and a warm love flowed into my heart.

--------Title: When I was a child, I lived with my grandma. I was naughty and lively and always loved to be active, but my grandma would always take care of me patiently. In her heart, I was her favorite. darling. When I was four or five years old, my grandma took my little hand to buy groceries. Curious, I looked left and right, and it felt very fresh.

No, this made me catch my eye on the small kite on the multi-faceted road. It attracted me tightly, so regardless of everything else, I broke free from grandma's big hand and prepared to run over. Just as I was moving my feet, a speeding car passed me, and at this time my grandma was holding me tightly with her hands. I cried in fright, and grandma touched my round head, I murmured: "Don't be afraid, grandma is here."

I was shocked. It was the first time I felt that my grandma's love for me was so strong. When I grew up, my grandma became much older. Every time she saw me, she would always repeat the trivial things that happened when I was a child. She looked at the wrinkles on my grandma’s smiling face carved by the years. The gray hair shines with silver, and the once strong and powerful hands have become so old and full of calluses from years of torture. I feel unspeakable heartache.

Nowadays, grandma’s legs, feet and hands are no longer flexible, and she walks tremblingly, but I must support her. Whenever grandma wants to do housework, I must rush to help her. , whenever grandma is sick or uncomfortable, I will stay with her, help her heal and cook medicine until she recovers. When the elderly grandma sees it, she will always say happily: "It seems that I am really old and need my granddaughter's help, haha."

At this time, I smiled, and I knew: Grandma spent so much time A lot of effort has been put into me, and now that I have grown up, it is time for me to protect my grandma. The sun sets in the west, leaving a beautiful sunset, and there are two figures, one old and one young. The young man holds the old man tightly and says, Grandma, I have grown up, it is time for you to need me, and it is my turn to protect you. It's your time. 9. Describe the person, my grandma

An old man in his 60s, not tall, with silvery hair tied together into a small bun. She is my grandma. Grandma is a good hand at home.

Mom and dad get up early and work late at night. Who will do the housework at home? As a grandma, she can cook, wash clothes, and clean. Grandma was particularly concerned about my brother and me. She would prepare a hearty breakfast for us in the morning and wait for us at the door after school in the evening.

The naughty younger brother always doesn't do his homework seriously, and grandma has to take on the task of tutoring his younger brother with his homework. Because grandma has only attended the first grade, grandma also knows nothing about many of his younger brother's homework. So, she has the important task of tutoring grandma. Just leave it to me. Strange! Why don't I tutor my younger brother directly? One reason is that my younger brother doesn't listen to me, and helping him with tutoring is like playing the piano to an ox; another reason is that my grandma put forward it herself. Grandma said that she didn't know a few Chinese characters, and she wanted to take this opportunity to gain some knowledge.

So every evening you can always see people of both generations, old and young, immersed in reading. On weekdays, grandma is a very healthy person and gets things done very neatly. But last week, grandma fell ill, which made everyone worried.

Uncles, aunts, aunts, and aunts all went to the hospital to visit grandma. Seeing grandma getting more and more haggard day by day, I didn’t know how uncomfortable I felt. What should I do for grandma? Grandma's sick brother seems to have become a lot more sensible. That day, my brother put his favorite snacks in a bag and wanted to go to the hospital with me to see my grandma. He said he would bring food to her.

Grandma was very happy to see her, and her illness improved a lot. I also asked my mother for some cooking tips and cooked some dishes for my grandma. My grandma was very happy and said it was the most delicious dish she had ever eaten.

My brother and I also made an appointment to visit my grandma every day after school and tell her stories so that she could get better quickly. Finally, grandma was discharged from the hospital the day before yesterday, but the doctor said she should practice more at home.

But my grandma is a very restless person. She feels a little energetic and starts to be busy again.

Therefore, my mother gave my brother and I a glorious but arduous task: to watch over grandma and only allow her to rest and not work.

Hey! Don't tell me, mom's trick is really effective. As soon as the younger brother acts like a spoiled child, grandma has no choice but to give up work. But grandma is always bored at home and feels uncomfortable. What activities should be arranged for grandma? I'm here to teach grandma how to play checkers, haha! Just in line with grandma's wishes, look, grandma has become a fan of checkers. As soon as school is over, grandma can't wait to play chess with me. She also said enviously: "You are so happy. When we were young, we had nothing to do but work." Yes."

"Grandma, we will teach you whatever you want to play in the future." My brother and I said in unison.

Grandma smiled happily. 10. A character-describing composition "My Grandma" 500

"Hey, look who's coming!" This was my mother's voice. I was busy writing and when I heard it, I quickly put down my homework. , stepped forward and took a look, it turned out that grandma was here! I quickly helped grandma put down the bag in her hand, "Grandma, you haven't been here for a long time, I miss you so much!" "I miss you too! What do you think this is?" Grandma shook the bag in her hand, "Ah "It smells so good!" I opened the bag, and inside was a food I was no longer familiar with - Xiao Long Bao.

"Ah!" I started eating happily. My grandma looked at me devouring it and couldn't help but said: "Eat slowly, be careful not to choke!" With those kind words, I was eating this. The fragrant steamed dumplings remind me of the scene my parents told me about 10 years ago... At that time, my parents gave birth to me not long after they got married. Life was very hard, they didn't even have a house, and they often wandered around. , both of them have jobs and have no time to take care of me. Grandma knew my parents’ difficulties, so she resolutely accepted the task of raising me.

So, when I was less than 1 year old, I lived in my grandmother’s house. In fact, at that time, my grandmother already had a house full of children and grandchildren and was an old man in her seventies, but she still accepted the important task of taking care of me. I remember when I lived with my grandma, she got up very early in the morning and always bought hot steamed dumplings while I was still asleep. From then on, it became an indispensable food for my breakfast. .

One night in the summer, I woke up and saw my grandma still swaying her fan with her eyes half closed. I thought why didn't she turn on the electric fan? Later I found out that my grandma was afraid that I would be cooled by the electric fan and afraid that I would get sick. This was really my grandmother's painstaking efforts. In this way, I spent sweet nights under my grandma's fan, but my grandma did not sleep well.

According to my mother, this is how my grandmother "fanned" her six children to adulthood. I lived with my grandma for three years, which not only gave me a wonderful childhood, but also helped me develop many good habits.

For example: I don’t waste food when eating. I have developed a quiet and quiet character since I was a child. This may be the reason why I like to sit down and read a book now. Grandma is already over eighty years old, but her body is very strong.

When I went to tourist resorts several times, my grandmother was always indispensable. She was not afraid of the fatigue of the journey and seemed more energetic than others. She did not need others to take care of her. On the contrary, she always cared about her juniors. . Grandma lives in Mahekou, not far from Nanxian County, so we travel frequently.

I usually don’t use money very much. Whenever I have money, I put it in the piggy bank. Grandma was worried that I didn’t know how to use money, so sometimes she secretly gave me some money and told me not to put the money in the piggy bank, but to spend it.

Although what my grandmother did was appropriate, she still wanted to care and love me. When I think of these, I can't help but always have tears in my eyes... My grandmother, she is a great woman, she is a kind mother, she is an ordinary and rare grandmother.