Grandpa's composition 1 On a sunny day, when Lili was about to go to school, she saw Grandpa walking the bird with a birdcage, and ran forward to ask Grandpa, Grandpa, why did you keep the bird in the birdcage? Grandpa proudly said, you don't understand this. It's the best of both worlds. I can hear the beautiful songs of birds and stop them from flying away. I think after I knew what was going on, Lili ran to school quickly.
In class, the teacher is talking about protecting birds. The teacher said: Birds are our good friends. They can help us do many useful things. Lili suddenly realized that grandpa had done something wrong.
After school, grandpa watches TV at home. He made an excuse and said, Grandpa, I lost my eraser. Please buy me another one! Grandpa listened and went to the supermarket. He took this opportunity to open the cage and let the birds fly. The bird circled several times in the air and sang a few more words, as if to say, thank you for putting me back into nature.
When grandpa came back, he found that the bird had disappeared. Li Li said, Grandpa, I let the birds fly, gave you a radio and played music. Birds are our good friends, so we should protect them. Grandpa smiled and said, I will take good care of the birds in the future.
Grandpa Composition 2 This spring, I returned to my hometown that I miss very much. To my pain, grandpa has gone, gone a long way, and will never come back ... The peach blossom in my hometown has blossomed again, but the grandpa who loves me and makes me miss him day and night has gone. ...
Spring has come, the plum blossoms in my hometown have blossomed again, but the old people in the Peach Blossom Garden have gone. ...
It's the peach blossom season again. When I was a child, I liked to go to the Peach Blossom Garden next door. Grandpa's peach blossoms were always bright at that time. Once, when I saw that the garden was unlocked, I sneaked in. It's beautiful. There are more than a dozen peach trees in front of me. Suddenly, I heard a cry and followed the sound to find it. It turned out to be grandpa's cry, and there was a sadness and sadness in that voice. I hid behind a tree and listened quietly to the words of a lonely old man. The old man's voice trembled and said, "Woo, my children have all gone out to wander, leaving me alone ... Woo!" " Grandpa leveled the soil with a shovel. I'm going to see grandpa, who just came out. Seeing me behind the door, I quickly wiped my wet eyes and said, "Yuyu, what are you doing here? Go inside quickly, it's going to rain. " I followed and found grandpa secretly wiping his eyes and pretending to be happy. "Come on in!" "I suddenly realized that grandpa's back seems to be endless, and he seems to want to hide something.
After that, grandpa treated me better. He not only often takes me to his beloved Peach Blossom Garden, but also tells stories and history there ... and treats me like a grandson.
In less than a month, I left my hometown and returned to Shenzhen. I miss my days in my hometown very much. I can't forget the beautiful peach blossoms, and I can't forget the kind old people.
This spring, I returned to my hometown that I miss very much. To my pain, grandpa has gone, gone a long way, and will never come back ... The peach blossom in my hometown has blossomed again, but the grandpa who loves me and makes me miss him day and night has gone. ...
Grandpa's composition 3 Grandpa is 67 years old. He is kind-hearted, smiling all day, very cute and careful. I like grandpa very much!
My grandfather is of medium height, his face is covered with fine lines, his face is very white, he has bright eyes, eyes like two black grapes, and he wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, like an old scholar. Grandpa also has curved eyebrows, and often sees him reading and studying quietly, because he loved learning when he was a child, and because grandpa is a teacher.
Grandpa comes to my house every night. As soon as I got home, grandpa urged me to do my homework. I think grandpa must be doing me a favor. I took out my exercise books and books in a hurry, and just wanted to tidy them up, my grandfather suddenly said; "I will do it. You watch. " Grandpa will tidy up the books and exercise books in a minute. I said happily, "So soon!" Grandpa said cautiously, "Yes, I will." I said happily, "Yes!" Then I began to do my homework. Grandpa sat in a chair, reading quietly. After a while, when I finished, I called my grandpa. I called grandpa several times before he found me. Finally, I called grandpa at the top of my voice and finally woke him up. I asked grandpa to check my homework. Grandpa took the exercise book and began to look carefully. He meditates for a while from time to time. I'm tired of waiting after such a long time. Then I saw grandpa still examining it carefully. I said, "Grandpa, you are so careful. You are so careful about such a small thing." Grandpa said: "some small things must be taken seriously, and if they are not taken seriously, they will become great harm!" " "
I think grandpa is so careful. I really admire him!
Grandpa's composition article 4 It's crisp and sunny in autumn today. Because the day before yesterday was the 70th birthday of the motherland, and today is exactly the 80th birthday of grandpa. We came specially to celebrate grandpa's birthday.
In the morning, I got up early. Since the party hasn't started yet, I went to do my homework for a while, and then my father took me to pull out sugar cane and said that I would take it back to my mother and sister to eat. We got on Bo Er's brother's tricycle and went to the fields.
In the field, I found that sugar cane is tall, thick, green and looks sweet.
I started pulling sugar cane, and my brother showed me. After that, I tilted the rattan, then stepped on it hard, only to hear a bang, and finally the rattan was pulled up by me! Finally, I happily took my trophy (five sugarcane) and put it in the car.
Soon in the evening, the birthday party officially began. Many guests came because it was his 80th birthday. Then everyone got busy, some moved cakes, some served dishes, some posted couplets, and some hung calligraphy and painting (it said that happiness is like the East China Sea, longevity is better than the South Mountain), so lively!
At dinner, everyone went to propose a toast to grandpa. I also went to propose a toast. I wish grandpa a happy birthday, a long and healthy life and all the best!
The exciting moment has finally arrived! My brother moved an eight-story super big cake. We sang a happy birthday song. At this time, I found that Grandpa Shouxing was very happy, and we were also very happy. There was laughter everywhere and it was very lively.
Grandpa's eightieth birthday coincides with the seventieth birthday of the motherland and is celebrated with the motherland. People who celebrate their birthdays at this time are really happy!
I have a lovely grandfather. He has a Zhang Yuanyuan face, two big eyes and a big mouth.
Grandpa is usually very kind to me, but if I push him beyond endurance, he will slap me. I like playing with my toy gun and playing chess with my grandfather. Once I played Go with my grandfather, but he couldn't beat me, so I killed them all, which made me laugh!
Do you think my grandpa is cute?
Composition 8: My grandfather
My grandfather is an old man who is nearly 60 years old. He loves me very much. I can't bear to eat delicious food. Leave it to me. Grandpa is also very hardworking. He works in the mountains every day, from morning till night. I'm so tired and sweaty when I come back from work. I saw it, and I was very distressed.
I really want to say to my grandfather, "Grandpa, you have worked hard! Grandpa, I love you! "
Grandpa's composition Chapter 6 Grandpa has a unique skill of tying a broom. His broom is not only beautiful and big, but also very durable. It is often called "iron broom" by relatives and friends.
I remember when I was eight or nine years old, one day when I came home from school, my grandfather was wearing a pair of reading glasses to sort out a pile of hay. I asked curiously, "Grandpa, what are you doing?" "Grandpa is tying a broom!" I saw him put hay on the board, picked up a machete, cut them into two feet long and tied them together one by one. I asked inexplicably, "What kind of grass is this?"
"Silly girl, this is our parents' unique sweep."
Oh! I remember. Every spring, my home is full of weeds called "sweeping". They are little green things. I often pick their leaves to play with. But in summer, they are very lush and grow taller than me. Standing behind them, there are no passers-by at all. In autumn, they pull out a few ears that are the same as those of wheat. They are colorful and beautiful. Soon, grandpa cut down the unique broom that was yellow, tied it into a bundle and stored it. Today, I learned that this is the material for grandpa to tie the broom.
Grandpa began to tie the broom. I saw him take out a wire and wind it around a strong short stick. Then he put the stick on the ground and held it with two pedals. Then, he put the smoothed broom on the top of the wire and wrapped it tightly. Then the grandfather sitting on the stool grabbed the broom and pulled it back hard. Feeling that the unique broom was fastened, he took out another one, fixed it on the wire and pulled it hard. After this action is repeated four or five times in a row, four or five unique brooms are connected together, and a broom is formed. After reading it, grandpa seemed to think that the work was not done carefully enough and cut off all the jagged branches on it. That's not enough. He took out the hemp rope again and pressed it twice on the broom fan. Then, he picked up the thick wooden stick cut in advance, inserted it into the broom with great strength, and knocked it hard with a hammer several times to make the wooden stick completely embedded in it. In this way, a broom is finished.
I took a broom and looked around, but I really didn't find anything wrong. Sweep the floor with it, alas, this is a real job. A room is cleaned ten times.
"What an iron broom you are wearing." I can't help praising grandpa. Unexpectedly, Grandpa laughed: "Silly granddaughter, this unique broom also has a name, called' iron broom'. Grandpa tied the iron broom with an iron broom. "
In autumn, grandpa sat in front of the door with an "iron broom", which is a memory I can't erase. In my mind, I am sitting on a flat with my grandfather selling brooms. Whenever relatives and friends come to visit at home during the Chinese New Year, Grandpa asks me to bring them a new broom from the woodshed. But these are getting farther and farther away from me and grandpa.
Few people buy the "iron broom" tied by grandpa now. People live in high-rise buildings with floor tiles, far from the land. Who wants to use a stupid and big broom?
Grandpa didn't want his broom, so he chose some materials and tied them for his own use. Every weekend, I go to see my grandfather. Grandpa always takes out his "iron broom" and asks me to sweep the clearing in front of the door. At this time, he always said meaningfully: "Good granddaughter, grounded."
Grandpa's composition 7 I remember when I was in the first grade, my mother drove me to a school I had never seen before. When I got off the bus, I saw towering coconut trees on both sides, guarding the campus like loyal guards.
Further on, I saw a particularly abrupt tree surrounded by many flowers and plants. The beard of the tree extends to the ground, and the fruit on the tree attracts birds to peck at it from time to time. Besides, I also saw many children playing hide-and-seek around the tree and playing with the beard of the tree as a swing. Everyone's face showed a simple and innocent smile. Seeing this photo, my heart is full of warm feelings!
I'm in the fourth grade now. Whenever class is over, I can't wait to run into the arms of the tree, because here I can release my inner emotions to the fullest. When I am unhappy, I will talk to my uncle and grandfather about my inner boredom. When I am sad, I will sit on my uncle's beard and meditate alone. It won't be long before my mood is as sunny and comfortable as after the rain! When I am happy, I always want to share my happiness with my uncle and grandfather at the first time.
Grandpa Dashu gives me warmth like my mother, also like my trash can, always listening to my constant talk, more like my playground, which brings me a lot of joy. Here, my uncle and grandpa have endless memories! Now that I have grown up, you have withered with the fallen leaves. Uncle grandpa, I want to say to you: "No matter how haggard you are, you will always be my best friend"! Thank you for bringing me many precious memories, which I will cherish in my heart.