Listen to grandparents telling stories 1 With the country's reform and opening up, our life has undergone earth-shaking changes.
I often hear from my grandparents that living conditions are good now! Food, clothing, housing and transportation are very convenient. Unlike when we were young, the living conditions were very difficult! To make clothes, you have to buy cloth with a cloth ticket, and then take it home to make it yourself. A dress has to be mended and worn for many years. There is no nutrition in the diet. I can't even eat a meal of meat at ordinary times, just eat every meal. Only during the Spring Festival can we eat meat and jiaozi and put on new clothes. Housing conditions are also very poor. In the past, rural people lived in adobe houses and straw houses. There are seven or eight people in each family, and only two rooms are available. Some families huddle on a Datong kang and live a life of hunger and cold. Grandparents go to work far from home, but they can't afford a bike and have to walk. At that time, whoever wanted to own a bicycle was considered as a rich man in everyone's eyes. Grandma told me that her family bought a radio. At that time, the villagers thought it was a rare treasure! Later, a family bought a 12 inch TV set, and the whole village crowded into his house to watch TV, which was very lively. The most inconvenient thing is traffic. Country roads and roads into the city are dirt roads, which are particularly muddy when it rains, making it extremely difficult to walk ... Compared with the past, the conditions are much better now!
Now living in a happy age, there are many styles of clothes, and you can wear whatever you want. Not only eat full every day, but also pay attention to nutrition! Housing has also changed from adobe houses and brick houses to buildings. Adults go to work by bike, motorcycle and car. Every family is equipped with everything: TV, refrigerator, washing machine, computer ... and transportation extends in all directions. Not only is expressway connected to the village, but expressway passes through the village, making it much more convenient to go out. The roads in the urban area have also been widened, and pedestrians and vehicles have their own ways. Get out! You can have any car you want. Bus lines and stations are all over the city, which is very convenient.
Now, we should cherish this hard-won happy life, study hard, make progress every day and live up to the expectations of our parents and teachers. When I grow up, I will devote myself to the cause of building the motherland like my predecessors and make contributions to the bright future of the motherland.
On April 23rd, just the xx anniversary of the founding of New China, a military parade was held at sea. Looking at the uniform white uniform on TV, I can always think of our old navy, grandpa.
Grandpa has been a family of Chinese medicine for generations. Grandpa's father saved lives and was also praised as a famous doctor by a generation. As a traditional Chinese medicine handed down from generation to generation, grandpa's father certainly hopes that grandpa will inherit his ancestral business and become a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. However, grandpa is not interested in Chinese medicine at all.
One day, grandpa was reading a newspaper to kill time when he suddenly saw a news in the newspaper: Naval Engineering College has enrolled students! After reading this message, grandpa's dull eyes suddenly became fascinated, and when the dream of the navy took root in his heart. He hid the newspaper and took a cloth bag that night, which contained some food, money and books, and was going to sneak into high school and board there.
It was a windy night. Grandpa's house is brightly lit. In the name of the above toilet, grandpa slipped to the door and looked at the dark path outside. Grandpa is not afraid. He was about to open the door and escape when grandpa's father came out. Seeing grandpa crawling, he came over and grabbed grandpa: Lizhong, why are you going? He rummaged through grandpa's schoolbag and found a newspaper and some books about naval engineering. He was furious: well, how dare you go behind my back and take the navy exam without studying Chinese medicine? He took off his belt and shook his hand hard. Bang, bang, grandpa has several blood spots on his body. That night, grandpa stayed up all night, and his mind was full of navy. After the exam in the middle of the night, he made up his mind again, picked up the parcel and walked out of the house. Finally, he forgot the house he once lived in and the relatives he got along with, and embarked on the road of joining the army without looking back. There is still a long way to go, and his pace is so firm and powerful. The path was dark and empty, but he was not afraid or lonely. His determination to serve the country is like a lamp, illuminating his way forward; Like a good friend, accompany him, so that he is no longer lonely; It was like a bag of plaster, which cured his mental and physical wounds.
The road is still very long, very long.
Listening to Grandparents Telling Stories Composition 3 Today, Grandpa told me two stories, one is "A bear broke the shuttlecock" and the other is "A monkey in a hat".
"Breaking the stick by a bear" is about a bear going out to break the stick. He interrupted one by one, one by one. In the end, only one bangzi was broken.
Students don't read this story to get two short sentences. But it's very educational.
Because "the bear bangzi" is to break off one and drop another. Some of our classmates learn a little and forget a little. This is the same as "a bear hits the bangzi". So our classmates should always review old things. Otherwise, you will forget.
Another story is "The Monkey in the Hat", which tells that there was once an old man who sold hats. Once he went to sell hats because it was very hot. Grandpa put a hat on his head and sat under the tree to enjoy the cool. Grandpa fell asleep unconsciously. A group of naughty monkeys saw grandpa wearing a hat. Also from grandpa's basket, a monkey put a hat on his head and jumped around. He woke up the old man. He looked up and saw a group of naughty monkeys jumping around the tree with one of his hats. He said angrily, "Give me back my hat." Monkeys can't understand people. So he refused to hand over his hat. Grandpa took off his hat and threw it underground. The monkey saw it, picked up the hat on his head and threw it underground. Grandpa quickly picked up the hat underground and put it in the basket. Ran away with a basket on a pole.
Students, we are still young. Don't talk to monkeys and bears. Especially don't be like a bear, because we are learning the basics now, don't forget the basics.
And don't ask the monkey's home. You should study like everyone else. Don't learn what you shouldn't.
Students, monkeys are not as thoughtful as people. Let's not learn from monkeys. Learn from others' strengths, not their weaknesses.
Grandpa told me this story and treated me to a big meal.
Listening to Grandparents Telling Stories Composition 4 Grandpa Gao likes telling stories to us, and we also like listening to Grandpa Gao telling stories. Every time we go to the teahouse, we scramble around grandpa and can't wait to hear what the story is.
He said. There is a place called Chashan in Changzhou, but there is neither tea nor mountain. No sooner had he finished than I was pleasantly surprised. He added: In ancient times, our tea was given to the government, but because of the long distance, the pavilion here became a place to rest, and the tea was temporarily placed here. Over time, it was named Chashan. After listening to it, if I realize something, I can't help feeling: progress is really fast now. Tea is not a luxury, but it has become a necessity for the public.
Then, pointing to the tea garden behind him, he said, these are precious white teas. We are looking forward to it, and I think: how can such a large piece of white tea be rare? I continue to listen to grandpa with this question. He said: the original white tea is almost gone. Finally, two surviving white teas were found in a place in Anji, Zhejiang, and one was transplanted here. After years of hard work, many white teas have finally been cultivated. He paused and added: there is another rare reason, white tea. As the name implies, this kind of tea is white and rare in general areas. Why is brown white? This is because people pick the tender leaves with white hairs on the back, do not stir-fry or knead them when processing, and dry them in the sun or with slow fire, so that the white hairs remain intact on the tea surface, and the soup is yellow-green, clear, which is why it is white. But green tea, its dry tea color, brewed tea soup and leaves are mainly green, so it is very rare. In addition, Grandpa Gao told us a lot about the origin of the name of Chashan and the history of the tea farm.
As the saying goes: one side of the soil and water raises one side. It turns out that this place is still barren, and crops can't be planted at all, but Grandpa Gao respects mountains and helps White Tea settle down. After years of hard work and sweat, this vibrant tea garden is today!
Listening to Grandparents Telling Stories Composition 5 Under the bright night light, I sat next to my grandfather and listened to him telling stories.
Grandpa said: "60 years ago, they lived a life of eating one meal without eating the next." Only drink gruel every day. There are only a few grains of rice in the porridge. You can only eat half a bowl at a time, not more. "Grandpa paused, then said," this meal to eat many, don't eat the next meal. Grandpa went on to say, "In the past, there was a family in their village named Wang Bo. His family is very poor. He can only eat one meal a day, and sometimes he doesn't even eat one meal. Life at that time was really hard! Unlike you now, every big fish and meat will fall down if you can't finish eating it. I wish I had porridge to drink at that time. "
When grandpa was really excited, I interrupted him and asked, "Grandpa, how many sets of clothes do you buy a year?" Grandpa smiled and said, "What, buy clothes! I only have two sets of clothes a year, and those two sets of clothes have been patched. " Hearing this, I can't help regretting. Because once during the Chinese New Year, my mother bought me new clothes, and she didn't like what she bought, so I cried and made a scene. Now that I think about it, I really shouldn't.
Later, grandpa went on to tell the story of his childhood school. It rained heavily that day. Grandpa went out in sandals and hemp fiber and walked on a muddy path. The road was so slippery that grandpa fell down and was covered in mud. Grandpa could have gone home to change clothes, but he didn't. Because there is no clothes to change at home. He had to wear muddy clothes to school.
Grandpa was telling a story when it suddenly occurred to me that I had to go to school tomorrow. I said, "Grandpa, tell me another story and I'll go to bed." Later, grandpa told me how they studied at that time. I get up at 5 o'clock in the morning, I want to cook for my family, and then I need a pig grass, and I have to carry it back to feed the pigs before going to school. As for us, we eat bread and drink milk in the morning and go to school with our schoolbags on our backs. How happy we are!
I really benefited a lot from listening to the story told by grandpa. How happy we are now, and we don't have to worry about food and clothing anymore. How great changes have taken place in these 60 years! I fell asleep thinking about it.
Once upon a time, there was a little pig who liked listening to the stories told by her grandmother.
One day, grandma told a story to the little frogs by the pond. Piggy was unhappy and said to her grandmother, "Grandma, can you just tell me a story and stop telling them!" " "Grandma said," If I tell you alone and others can't hear me, I will be angry! "You will be considered selfish by them."
The pig said, "Oh! Grandma, I know! "
Their conversation was heard by the little frog! This is not good. Frogs said, "If grandma can tell you stories alone, then you are a selfish person."
The pig said awkwardly, "I'm sorry!" " "
Mother frog listened and said, "that's good." Don't do this again! " "
Grandma said, "OK, OK, you two are friends. You can't quarrel like this, it will hurt your feelings. "
"But, grandma, he ..."
"It's okay. Let me tell you a story now! "
"Can I join?"
"Of course!"
"Once upon a time, there was a king and a queen. They gave birth to a beautiful girl named Snow White. Her face is as white as snow! But her mother died soon! His father married another queen. The new queen hates Snow White very much. She often asks the mirror: mirror, mirror, who is the most beautiful woman in the world? The magic mirror replied, the queen, of course! But a few years later, Snow White grew up and became very beautiful. Once the new queen told the mirror who was the most beautiful woman in the world, and the mirror replied ... "
Soon the story will be over. It's getting dark Grandma said, "Oh, hurry home and sleep!" " "But frogs and pigs pester grandma to tell another story, because they don't want to go home now!
Grandma said, "What if you don't go home? Where to live if you don't go home? Your parents are very anxious if you don't go home! "
Listening to Grandparents' Story Writing 7 Early in the morning, I was awakened by a burst of laughter, huh? who is it? Oh! It turned out that my grandparents were chatting with my parents, laughing so happily that they wouldn't let me participate. That must be a bad word for me. I have to listen quietly, seize a ready-made handle and see if they dare to speak ill of me!
Listen carefully. What is this mess? I don't think you are talking about me! It turns out that my grandparents said that my father grew up in the mountains when he was a child! I heard that my father's life as a child was so hard! Compared with what we are now, it is simply too bitter. We only wear one dress for six years, and when it is rotten, we will sew a patch. We wear several pieces a year! Not if it's a little old. They are not like us because they are poor and have no money to buy clothes. They are all sewn with rags. At that time, all we ate were steamed corn buns made of coarse grains, unlike the steamed corn buns now! Things made of flour and rice can't compare with those before. We eat a lot now and sometimes go to KFC. As before, I should say KFC, but they thought it was a gnawed chicken!
At that time, the family was difficult, and only one child could go to school. Dad is the boss, so I'll let dad go to school! Dad had a hard time at school! Because dad is a child in the mountains, when he was in middle school in the city, he was often bullied by the children in the city and didn't dare to resist. Only by studying hard can dad not be bullied, so he studies hard and is often praised by teachers. Slowly, he became a big shot in his class, asked him all the questions that others couldn't, and was admitted to the university, which gave his family great expectations. Thanks to his efforts, today's good day has come.
I didn't expect my father to have such a bitter childhood. I want to study like my father, be an obedient boy, study persistently, work hard and gain something. Only my father can have such a good life now. Only your own efforts are the best. I want to repay my parents well.
Listening to Grandparents Telling Stories Composition 8 Every night, Grandma will come to accompany me and tell me stories. I always look forward to it, because I like the way grandma tells stories.
Grandma is a person who likes nostalgia very much. Unlike others, she never follows the book. Grandma doesn't read much, but she has a good memory, which makes sense. She always makes things clear and unambiguous.
Whenever she tells a story, she will frown slightly, put her hands on her lap, and tell some important events or the growth history of her father, aunt and herself in detail in that gentle and harmonious tone. Every time I listen like I'm possessed, I keep staring at her. Grandma talked about the sad place, so she turned to one side and sobbed softly. I was also sad. She talked about happy places, as if she had met something happy, giggling like a child, and my mood immediately improved.
Sometimes, grandma will travel. Every time grandma goes out for a long trip, she will call me or video me at night to share her interesting trip with me. When we talk about interesting places, we will laugh together I talked until my mother told me to sleep, and then I reluctantly said goodbye to my grandmother.
Grandma loves not only telling stories, but also listening to them. Dad bought grandma a new mobile phone, and she quickly downloaded an APP called "Himalaya", listened to many beautiful stories, and sometimes listened to it with me.
Now, whenever I think of grandma telling stories, I am fascinated, and I am intoxicated when I think of grandma's emotional statements. I hope grandma can keep telling me this.
Yesterday, when I came home from school, I found that I forgot my room key in the morning. I have no choice but to wait until mom and dad come back. But "something unexpected happens in the sky", my father called to say that he is in Jiaxing and may not come back tonight; Mom has to work the night shift, 1 1 will come back.
My grandmother and I discussed letting me sleep with her. Grandma smiled and nodded.
In the evening, I was lying in bed with my grandmother, and I couldn't help thinking of sleeping with my grandmother when I was a child. At that time, grandma would tell me stories to put me to sleep every night, from myths and legends to folk stories to fables. I remember that my grandmother talked about fairy tales the most, such as the goddess mending the sky, nuwa making people, jingwei filling the sea and so on. At that time, I never got tired of hearing these stories, and I pestered my grandmother to tell them to me every night. Grandma, on the other hand, always tells her story vividly and tirelessly. I will enter a sweet dream while listening.
Later, I went to school, became literate, and gradually stopped appreciating grandma's old stories. I learned to read. From then on, I asked books to tell me stories.
I have many books, including Sherlock Holmes, Grimm's Fairy Tales and The Journey to the West ... Of course, there are also my favorites among my treasures. I have read Pride and Prejudice six times. I don't know why I am so obsessed with it. I carefully understand Elizabeth's feelings and go with her to discover Wickham's shameless and Darcy's integrity. ...
Now, grandma is as kind to me as when I was a child. She also knows that I don't like her story anymore. She knows that I have grown up.
Tonight, I am lying with my grandmother again; Tonight, I will tell my grandmother a story about the emperor's new clothes, the paradise garden and the daughter of the sea. ...
Listening to grandparents writing stories 10 It's late at night. Grandma moved a cane chair and put it in the yard, holding me gently. In the moonlight, the tall camphor tree in front of my house looks particularly beautiful, and the birds on the branches are chirping like I am in a good mood. Looking up at the sky, the naughty star blinked.
Grandma didn't know when she took out a cattail leaf fan and shook it gently. The fan gave me a chilly feeling, and my thoughts suddenly shifted from the sky. Although grandma has many wrinkles on her face, her eyes are still bright, which reminds me of the moon.
Just as my thoughts stayed in the beautiful starry sky, grandma waved a candy in front of me and said, "This is a deposit for you to buy grandma's story." I held the candy, and the icing was a little warm, which was obviously hidden in grandma's hand for a long time.
"Today, let's tell a legend about the moon," grandma said in a hoarse voice. Starlight shone into her pupil, making her already bright eyes brighter. "Legend has it that there are ten suns in the sky, and the earth is extremely hot. There is a hero named Hou Yi. He climbed the Kunlun Mountain, which is closest to the sun, drew a bow and shot down nine suns in one breath, demanding that the last sun left in the air rise and set on time every day for the benefit of the world. " Grandma paused, took a sip of scented tea, and then said, "People worship this hero very much. Many people worship him as a teacher and want to learn martial arts from him. Among these people, there is also an unscrupulous Feng Meng. "
Grandma cleared her throat and continued: "The story has just begun. Hou Yi's wife Chang 'e is a beautiful and kind woman. She often helps poor villagers and is loved by people. One day, Hou Yi got a fairy medicine, and after eating it, he ascended to heaven and became immortal. But Hou Yi could not bear to part with Chang 'e, so he hid the medicine in a treasure chest. Feng Meng learned the news and vowed to get the elixir of life. He pretended to be ill and stayed at Houyi's home when Houyi led his disciples out. When it was dark, Feng Meng held a sword and forced Chang 'e to hand over the elixir. Chang 'e acted quickly, took out the fairy medicine, swallowed it and became a fairy on the moon ... "
After the story was finished, grandma was tired. She coughed several times and asked, "Do you understand?" I nodded gently, recalling the story told by my grandmother, and replied, "Grandma wants me to learn the spirit of Chang 'e and sacrifice my own spirit for others. "
When I was in primary school, I still remember the story of the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon that my grandmother told me. My grandmother's loud voice echoed in my ears for a long time when she told the story!