When it comes to favorite food, some people love delicacies, some people love chickens, ducks and fish, and some people love simple tea and plain rice. Growing up for so many years, I have eaten a lot of delicious food, but what I can't forget most is the bowl of noodles cooked by my grandmother.
When I was a child, I lived in my grandmother's house. There was a big yard with a few small flats in it. My grandmother often planted some vegetables such as spinach, leeks and zucchini. Grandma often fertilizes and waters these vegetables, and in the harvest season, she also harvests vegetables. I follow her like a small tail. Life in the courtyard is my happiest life.
after a busy morning's work, the noodles cooked by grandma attracted me the most. Grandma is busy rolling noodles in the kitchen, serving dishes below. Sitting on a small bench, I smelled the fragrance of noodles coming from the kitchen and couldn't help urging my grandmother: "Hurry up! Hurry up! My stomach is almost hungry! " Grandma always comforts me: "It's almost ready!" A bowl of hot noodles is out of the pot! A bowl of noodles with a little chopped green onion is attractive to watch. Sweaty, I wolfed down a bowl of steaming noodles, not to mention how cool it was!
Now, I have left my grandma and the yard. No matter how delicious the food is, it can't compare with grandma's bowl of noodles, but I can't find the reason. When I grow up, I finally understand that what I treasure is my childhood memories ... 2. The writing structure of my grandmother and shoes is not less than 6 words
I have a pair of plastic slippers, which I bought two years before going abroad and wore for five years after going abroad. Their shape is very common, just like the most common style you can see everywhere on the streets of Taipei: flat bottom, light blue, front
< Connect them with a knot in the middle. I liked its color when I bought it. After wearing it for five or six years, it has changed from light blue to light gray, and the soles have been worn high and low.
"Do you know why I can't bear to lose it?"
And this is a memory that makes life very tender in an instant. When I graduated from college, I lived in Beitou Mountain. In the morning when there was no class, I often took two puppies running around the mountain. On sunny days, the beauty on the mountainside in Datun was beyond description. What made me most happy was to turn around suddenly when I was walking, and then carefully identify which building was my home under the hillside.
I didn't have time to care about it until one evening, when I came home from school, I saw my slippers neatly placed on the cement path in the garden through the low stone wall. With a little arrogance just after breaking up with my classmates, I shouted loudly outside the low wall:
"Who dares to touch my slippers?" There was no movement in the garden. Looking in the direction of the living room, grandma was sitting behind the screen door, shaking her fan and smiling at me.
"This afternoon, I washed your slippers with your water hose, and they just dried in the sun. How convenient! What a big girl! Wearing such dirty shoes gives people a joke. "
After that, whenever grandma goes up the mountain, she always washes my slippers, dries them, and sometimes even puts them in front of my bed. Then in the evening, she will sit peacefully in the living room, shaking her fan and waiting for us to come back. I often feel warm and comfortable when I put on my slippers. I don't know whether it is the afternoon sun in the courtyard or grandma.
It's because I can't bear the lingering warmth. After the news of my grandmother's death came, all the things that can make me remember her old man's house, such as the ring I gave me on the eve of going abroad and the small cotton-padded jacket I bought for me, were all in tears.
Fortunately, these slippers have been kept with me, and I can't bear to lose them. Every time I come into contact with the warm and wrinkled hands of my grandmother who washed them. Smile with my grandmother behind the screen door in the living room. It's so far away, so gentle, and so definitely gone. 3. Write a composition about my grandmother (about 4 words)
Close my eyes, and I can clearly see my grandmother's face: her hair is curly and soft, and every time she takes care of me, her hair is wet with sweat, only to see that she is constantly sweating. Grandma's eyes are double eyelids, brown eyes, always looking at me so gently. Grandma has a high nose, a round face, eyes narrowed into a crack when she smiles, and a pair of clever ears.
I remember once, I bought a fluffy bread at Bread Talk. When I ate it, wow, it was delicious! This was heard by grandma's ears. Grandma said, "Is it delicious? How delicious is it? " I slipped on a sentence: "The best food in the world!" Before I finished, my grandmother immediately said, "Do you want to buy one? I will come and buy one for you every day! " Having said that, I felt my grandmother's selfless love for me. When I got back to my grandparents' home, I thought: I can't eat fluffy bread. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and found that it was grandma, who was soaked to the skin. I took out a fluffy bread from my bag and panted, "I brought you fluffy bread." I froze for a moment, and after a while, I came to my senses and said, "Grandma, you came all this way just to deliver fluffy bread? Aren't you tired? " Grandma said, "I'm not tired to send you fluffy bread, and I promised to send you fluffy bread every day, and I will do it!" " Having said that, I hugged my grandmother tightly. When I eat fluffy bread, I can feel my grandmother's deep love for me with every bite.
Grandma has deep feelings for me. For me, Grandma can meet my requirements at all costs! 4. Grandma's Love (Imitation of Zhu Ziqing's Back)
Grandma, who is like a big tree, always protects me.
I was raised by my grandmother from below, so my grandmother and I have deep feelings.
When I was a child, my grandmother often took me by the hand and took me to the streets to give it to me. When I was a child, in the hot summer, my grandmother often held me and sat under the lush osmanthus tree to enjoy the cool; When I was young, my grandmother often taught me to write by hand. When I was a child, my grandmother often sang that beautiful song to put me to sleep.
Oh, my grandmother's love is the cattail leaf fan in Na Xia at night.
In summer nights, frogs kept barking, and there were many mosquitoes, and that cry kept ringing beside me. In summer nights, it was also very hot, and beads of sweat fell from my forehead. Grandma used her wrinkled hands to give it to me. It was very quiet. I gradually fell asleep with the sound of the cattail leaf fan.
Ah, grandma's love is the wonderful stories.
Grandma was a Chinese teacher in primary school and later went to work in the post office. However, at home, she was still my teacher. She taught me to read and be a man. Grandma often told me wonderful, beautiful and interesting fairy tales. Story, I will think of the ferocious, cruel Wolf, I will jump into grandma's arms, sobbing, "woo, woo, grandma, I'm afraid, I'm afraid the Wolf ate me, and I'll never see grandma again. Woo. . Whoops. . "At this time, my grandmother will hug me tightly and comfort me, saying," My silly granddaughter, be good, isn't there a grandmother? How could grandma let you be taken away by the wolf? Grandma also loathe to give up you! "At this moment, I will secretly smile in my grandmother's arms, smiling so comfortably and comforting.
Oh, my grandmother's love is so deep, so true, so pure and so strong. My grandmother's love has accompanied me to grow up healthily and vigorously.
Grandma, let me tell you that I love you too. I will study hard and be healthy. 5. Ask for a composition about my grandmother
I have written about my grandmother before, and I feel it is not easy to write, so I will write something myself: my grandmother is over 8 years old this year, with short hair, bright eyes and a mouth that I can convince. Don't look at her old age, she is full of energy! The work at home is rushing to do, and I joked: "Grandma has become a nanny!" My mother knocked on my head angrily and told my grandmother not to mind. At this time, I saw a smile in her eyes. I thought my grandmother looked good when she smiled. When she smiled, all the wrinkles on her face disappeared, and she looked much younger. I like grandma's eyes because they can talk. When I won the prize, it was full of joy; When I am proud, it is full of blame. . I also like grandma's mouth, because when I am angry, her witty mouth makes me forget my troubles; When I am depressed, it makes me full of confidence. . I like my grandmother. My grandmother is very hardworking, thrifty, brave and tenacious. She loves working very much and lives carefully, always putting the younger generation first.
Grandma doesn't have much culture and doesn't know a few words, but she is the one who has the deepest influence on me among my elders. Hehe, it's ok. I hope you can write a good composition. I hope I can see it if I have eyes. I wish you progress in your study. 6. Writing about Grandma < P > As soon as Grandma saw me, she held up the book in her hand and said excitedly, "I finally bought it." I hurried to help my grandmother back to bed, only to find that she had heatstroke, and my tears suddenly became wet. I hugged my grandmother and said to her, "Thank you, grandma!" " Afterwards, I learned that because I spoke late, the books in the bookstore had basically been bought, and my grandmother ran to four or five bookstores to buy them. I suddenly feel that the book in my hand has become so heavy ...
Since I was a child, I spent the most time with my grandmother, so my grandmother gave me the most love.
in my life, my grandmother takes care of me in every possible way. Every day, my grandmother is always the first to get up, no matter whether it is windy or rainy, as long as she brushes her teeth and washes her face, she will go to the door of the community to buy breakfast for me. Sometimes, in order to make me eat better, my grandmother will run to the market near the scorching sun and wait in line for three quarters of an hour to buy a small cage. Grandma not only takes care of me in detail in life, but also cares about me in study.
During the summer vacation, the sun was roasting the earth, and the cicadas in the trees probably hated the hot weather and cried desperately. When we went back to school, Mr. Liang asked us to buy Daily Refinement, which we should do at the beginning of school. But as soon as I got home, I forgot what the teacher said. I didn't remember the teacher's words until the day before school started. This is bad. Mom and Dad are at work, grandma is sick again, and I don't know the way. It's really dumb to eat Huang Lian-I can't tell you how hard it is! Just when I was worried about it, my grandmother came up to me and said, "Hao Hao, what happened?" "I forgot to buy Daily Refinement?" "Let me buy books. Learning is the most important thing." "no!" I said flatly, "Grandma, you are sick, so it's not too late to wait for mom and dad to come back and buy it." "No, when mom and dad get off work, the bookstore will be closed early. You read at home and be obedient, and I will be back soon. " Say that finish, grandma gave me some "king of composition" and left.
how time flies! Three hours passed, but grandma hasn't come back yet. Half an hour later, the doorbell rang, and grandma came back. I hurried to open the door, only to see my grandmother's face flushed, panting, her clothes soaked with sweat, and the sweat on her cheeks was still flowing down. As soon as grandma saw me, she held up the book in her hand and said excitedly, "I finally got it." I hurried to help my grandmother back to bed, only to find that she had heatstroke, and my tears suddenly became wet. I hugged my grandmother and said to her, "Thank you, grandma!" " Afterwards, I learned that because I spoke late, the books in the bookstore had basically been bought, and my grandmother ran to four or five bookstores to buy them. I suddenly feel that the book in my hand has become so heavy ...
Grandma loves me and I will always remember it. Grandma loves you!
Grandma has white hair, small eyes, white teeth and a big mouth. She looks very kind and approachable. When I was born, I weighed only three catties, and my neighbors said it was hard for me to live. At night, mom and dad are always in tears. Grandma knew, and advised her mother to say, "Let me raise Luo Ding!" " Mom and dad nodded in agreement. From then on, I lived with my grandmother ...
One day I was sorting things out and found a broken photo in the drawer with a lot of dust on it. I wiped the dust off with a towel, and an old man immediately caught my eye, that is my grandmother. Grandma has been dead for twelve years, and with the passage of time, I almost forgot her.
Grandma has white hair, small eyes, white teeth and a big mouth. She looks very kind and approachable. When I was born, I weighed only three catties, and my neighbors said it was hard for me to live. At night, mom and dad are always in tears. Grandma knew, and advised her mother to say, "Let me raise Luo Ding!" " Mom and dad nodded in agreement. Since then, I have lived with my grandmother.
in order to feed me, grandma runs around every day and buys me nutritious food. Her tiredness brought me strong growth. Day after day, year after year, I have slowly begun to grow up, and slowly began to understand my grandmother's fatigue. When I grew up, my grandmother took me to a primary school. For me before, the school was a huge cage that would never see the sun, but I struggled in the cage like a bird in this cage. For young and ignorant me, how much I didn't want to go to school, how much I didn't want to go to that terrible "big cage", or my grandmother earnestly taught me to like school.
What impressed me most was a day when it was raining cats and dogs. I was waiting for my grandmother to pick me up at the class gate, and I felt very bored when I waited. So, I bet with others: "If anyone's relatives come first, who can get 2 wedding candy!" " Everyone is "high-spirited" At this time, a slightly tired figure caught everyone's eye. Ah! Grandma is coming to pick me up! I proudly said to them, "Don't forget to bring wedding candy tomorrow!" " I skipped along with my grandmother. On the way, I felt raindrops hitting my face and hands. It was so uncomfortable! Look at grandma again, almost half of her body is outside the umbrella. At that time, I said to my grandmother, "Grandma, aren't you afraid of the rain?" Grandma said in a child's tone, "Grandma's body is made of iron. How can I be afraid of these little raindrops?" I didn't understand what grandma meant at that time. Now, I finally understand, ah! Grandma's love is an umbrella to keep out the rain, and grandma's love is a windproof coat!
when I was thinking about it, I couldn't help crying. I ...