Everyone has a lovely old man in his memory, perhaps an antique. He is grandpa. The following is the author's composition about grandpa that I brought to you. I hope it will help you.
Selected Works of Grandpa 1 Childhood is a book that records our warmth. In this little bit, there is a page that makes me feel guilty, and that page is also full of grandpa's concern for me. This love has also grown with me.
I was five years old that year. Downstairs, I watched my neighbor's children have oranges to eat and went home in tears, begging grandpa to buy them for me: "Grandpa, grandpa, I want to eat oranges, I want to eat oranges." Grandpa stopped what he was doing, touched my head and said, "As long as Lin Er wants to eat. Grandpa will buy it for you. " Say that finish, grandpa took the money and went out to buy oranges.
I waited happily at home, but after waiting and waiting, it began to rain. I watched the rain eagerly and thought: Oh, no, grandpa didn't bring an umbrella. He must have been caught in the rain. After a long time, I finally waited for grandpa. He stood at the door like a drowned rat. Holding a big bag of oranges in his hand. He wiped the rain from his face with his hand and walked into the house. Come to me with oranges. He picked a big, red orange from his bag, broke it and put it in my special small bowl one by one. My eyes lit up as soon as I saw the orange. I took a small bowl full of oranges and sat in a chair to eat. But seeing grandpa's wet body, I think oranges are not sweet at all.
The car is actually just two shallow ruts driving on the path on the hill.
Look at today's sun, which is no longer the harsh and fiery light of the past, but converges itself under the touch of clouds.
The turbulence finally stopped, and we came to the graves of grandparents. Hill-like graves are covered with weeds. Because the children are far away, no one has visited the graves for many years.
Looking at the vague inscription on the tombstone, I have a familiar feeling. Although my grandfather died when I was three years old, I don't have much impression on my grandmother, but under the complaints of adults and the sporadic impressions left in my mind, I outlined the scene of grandpa and grandma's kindness.
Now, standing on this piece of land that is inextricably linked with me, facing the relatives connected by blood, I can't help feeling sour. ...
Grandparents, a lot of paper money has been sent to you. Did you get it? As the flames beat, they all slowly turned to ashes. In the still hot fire, you seem to be smiling happily and living happily in heaven ... The wind blows, lifting your clothes and igniting the fire. The image in the fire gradually distorted until it disappeared, as if you were watching us well, so you collected money and went home.
I don't know if it's smoked eyes, or mixed feelings welled up in my heart, and my eyes were wet.
I turned my back and tried to keep my eyes open and stand against the wind.
Did you get a look at him? Your granddaughter has grown up.
My grandfather is not tall, with thin black cheeks, flat head and more than half of his white hair. He is an ordinary people's teacher.
However, my white-haired grandfather plays the piano very well, and the music he plays is also very good. Many old friends always invite him to play the piano and sing in the senior club regularly ... whenever they are entertaining, it is grandpa's happiest time. Although he is a weak old man, his eyes are bright. When playing the piano, his fingers danced, and beautiful notes seemed to jump out from his thin fingers. He also wants to teach my sister and me to play the piano from time to time, but I can't sit down! For this reason, I have also received a lot of criticism.
My grandfather is awesome! He can make clothes, repair household appliances, be an electrician and be an accountant. He knows too much. It's a long story
As the saying goes, an ancient family is worth a treasure. My grandfather is my first teacher, and I can't live without him in my daily life. He is also my "why" golden key.
This is my grandfather, an ordinary man.
Grandpa loves flowers very much. There are many flowers at home, which can be regarded as "the world of flowers, the ocean of flowers!" "
Grandpa has bright eyes, two curved eyebrows, jagged teeth and gray hair, but he looks full of vitality.
Grandpa stays in the garden all day, either pruning poles or watering ... If it rains heavily, grandpa will take out handfuls of big umbrellas to shelter the flowers from the rain, but he will get wet.
Grandpa's masterpiece is osmanthus. Every time guests come to grandpa's house, grandpa will let them appreciate the flowers he has worked so hard to grow. Grandpa picked a pot of osmanthus with the strongest fragrance. Every time a guest comes to grandpa's house, he will say, "Smell! How fragrant! " Grandpa will give me a pot!
I am proud of having a grandfather who loves flowers.
My grandfather often says, "My fingers itch if I don't do housework!"
I find it strange that most people don't like doing housework, so they all like to pay for a domestic nanny, and few people like doing housework.
Every time grandpa comes to our house from Guangzhou, he puts away his luggage, goes into the bathroom to brush the toilet and wash the floor, as if he didn't know he was tired.
Every morning, grandpa went out to buy food early in the morning, and before he came back, he "started work" again. Washing vegetables, picking vegetables, boiling water, preparing breakfast, almost all housework is done by grandpa. Occasionally, when we pick up a mop, broom or rag, and are ready to clean, grandpa will sweep the mop in his hand and proudly say, "I dragged it this morning ..."
Look! Grandpa is busy at home again. He is really a busy man, holding a mop in one hand and a down blanket in the other, cleaning while dragging. I don't know why grandpa is so keen on housework.
Grandpa never misses a chance to clean. Whenever it rains heavily, grandpa will clean the glass and floor of the balcony. I'm curious why I don't usually brush, but now I have to brush. It used to be cleaned like this, for fear of affecting others.
Grandpa sprinkled washing powder and brushed hard with a broom, and the dirt that was difficult to remove before disappeared. I really admire my grandfather.
However, once, after grandpa finished a housework, I heard: "I'm really tired!" " I really want to sleep. "But grandpa went on working. Isn't it hard to say that grandpa doesn't like doing housework?
Today, I want to introduce my grandfather to you.
My grandfather is over 60 years old. His hair is black with a lot of white. The wrinkles on his face are like magic strokes. He laughed, wrinkles more obvious, like a stone suddenly thrown to the calm lake.
Grandpa is very diligent. He gets up early in the morning and goes to the park to do morning exercises. He exercises with the sports equipment in the park, and then does aerobic exercise. He muttered, "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight ..." His hands kept swinging, chatting with others and "massaging" on the horizontal bar.
Usually, he also likes playing chess. One day, I was doing my homework. All morning, I was doing my homework, reading books and practicing calligraphy. Grandpa saw it and said to me, "take a rest, or you will be nearsighted." Let's play chess. "
I agreed, grandpa took out his chess pieces and began to fight with me. We played three hundred rounds on the board, and finally grandpa lost. Grandpa is not very good at playing chess, and sometimes he can barely beat me, because I have been practicing chess since I was very young.
Grandpa also has a hobby, that is, watching "Little White Tells the News" at home after dinner, and he is fascinated. If I want to play chess with him or ask him out at this time, I can't move. So, he is very aware of what happened around us recently.
Grandpa was really rich in his later years.
Grandpa can be said to be "high-spirited in his later years." Although he retired five years ago, he still insisted on working on the plantation and brought back fresh vegetables every day.
Grandpa's eyes are terrible. They look as red as blood. I once doubted whether this was a disease, but grandpa was not sick. In my memory, grandma once said that grandpa was color blind and couldn't tell blue from green. I also specially found colored paper to test my grandfather, and the result has long been forgotten.
Grandpa is very strong, and a big bag of vegetables he brought back at night reached my waist. Grandpa always brings such a big bag back every time he goes out, so there is always a pile of vegetables in grandma's living room.
When grandpa is at home at night, he becomes lazy and lies in bed watching TV. Probably because I've been working all day, I'm exhausted and I'm replenishing my strength.
Sometimes, grandpa will do something unique. Last Saturday afternoon, when I was driving an electric car to send me to learn English, grandpa actually made me wear goggles! Instantly improve the return rate!
Grandpa has a good temper. He always smiles at people and won't get angry easily. Even if it's a little too much, it's just a joke: "How did this happen?"
Grandpa likes sweet potatoes, so does grandma. So grandma has sweet potatoes for every meal. But I don't eat this dish, and my grandfather often advises me to eat it: "Enjoy the sweet potato!" " "
Grandpa still grows vegetables after retirement, probably so that we can eat fresh vegetables. Now, grandpa has regarded planting as a part of his later years.
Grandpa Li, who lives downstairs in my house, is an old man in his seventies. He used to be an employee of an insurance company. Because of hard work and skilled business, he has been rated as an advanced worker by the unit for many times. After retirement, he still can't forget his old job-selling insurance.
Uncle Wang next door is a taxi driver. He and his grandfather Li Can are regarded as "long-term friendship". In his spare time, he never forgets to "kill" two sets with Grandpa Li.
In two years, Uncle Wang made a lot of money. Grandpa Li saw that Uncle Wang came back late, so he went to Uncle Wang's house to help with the housework.
Uncle Wang comes back late every day. After a long time, Uncle Wang felt guilty and decided to give Grandpa Li fifty yuan for food every month.
More than a year has passed in a blink of an eye. One day, Uncle Wang had a car accident, the car crashed and he was hospitalized. Uncle Wang went home after he was discharged from the hospital, and spent more than two thousand yuan on repairing cars and treating diseases. He is very remorseful.
Just then, Grandpa Li came to Uncle Wang's house with several people from insurance companies. Someone took out 1000 yuan and handed it to Uncle Wang. Uncle Wang looked at the money and was too surprised to accept anything. Grandpa Li went up and said, "This is the compensation you got from insurance." Uncle Wang is puzzled. Grandpa Li added, "This is the insurance I bought for you with your meal money." Uncle Wang was very grateful to Grandpa Li and said, "I will give you 100 yuan a month, and I will pay for the food in 50 yuan and 50 yuan!" Grandpa Li still said, "At the old price, I will give you another 50 yuan to hire you as an insurance propagandist!" " Uncle Wang agreed happily.
On Sunday, I finished my homework and went to the hospital to visit my grandfather. I haven't seen him for a long time. Grandpa has been in hospital for more than a year because of illness. I haven't visited him for a long time, and I miss my grandpa very much. I wonder how he is now.
Thinking about it, I went to the hospital. I can't wait to come to grandpa's ward. I saw his eyes staring at the ceiling, and I didn't know what he was thinking. People are skinny and stiff. Like a game with a wooden head, lying in bed. My grandfather called him, but he didn't respond. He just glanced at me sideways, looked at me with glassy eyes, and then turned his head away. It seems that he doesn't know me anymore and doesn't speak. According to my father, grandpa's cerebellum has shrunk. He doesn't know anyone. Now he is eating and sleeping, and he doesn't know what he is thinking. Because I slept in bed for a long time and lacked exercise, my limbs became stiff, which really went from bad to worse. Hey! I watched and couldn't help crying. Think of grandpa walking around every day, but now he is suffering from illness. But what can we do?
On the way home, I thought that if medical technology was better, cerebellar atrophy could be cured. I want to study hard now. When I grow up, I want to study how to keep my brain alive and save such patients from suffering.