How to write a composition when I bought a pair of shoes for grandma?

1. I have a pair of plastic slippers, which I bought two years before I went abroad and wore for five years after I went abroad. Their shapes are very common, just like the most common styles you can see everywhere on the streets of Taipei: flat bottom, light blue, with six round bands hollowed out at the front end and connected by knots in the middle. I liked their colors when I bought them, but after wearing them for five or six years, they have changed from light blue to light blue.

"Do you know why I can't bear to lose it?"

This is a memory that makes life instantly tender. When I graduated from college, I lived in Beitou Mountain. In the morning when there is no class, I often run around the mountain with two puppies. On a sunny day, the beautiful scenery on the mountainside of Datun is beyond description. What makes me most happy is walking and suddenly turning around, and then carefully identifying which one is my home under the hillside.

Walking, my new slippers are not decent. However, 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 the arrogance just after breaking up with my classmates, I shouted outside the low wall:

"Who dares to touch my slippers?" There is no movement in the garden. Looking towards the living room, grandma is sitting behind the screen door, shaking her fan and smiling at me.

"This afternoon, I washed your slippers with your hose. They just dried in the sun. How convenient! What a big girl! Wearing such dirty shoes is a joke. "

Grandma will always help me wash and dry my slippers every time I go up the mountain, and sometimes even put them in front of my bed. Then at night, she will sit quietly in the living room, shaking her fan and waiting for us to come back. When I wear slippers, I often feel warm and comfortable. I don't know if it's the afternoon sunshine in the yard or the residual temperature on grandma's hands.

It is precisely because I can't bear this warmth that after the news of my grandmother's death came, everything that reminds me of her old man's house, such as the ring I gave on the eve of going abroad and the small cotton-padded jacket I bought, was well put away by me with tears. I have these slippers with me all the time, and I can't bear to lose them. Every time I touch grandma's warm and wrinkled hands, I think of the garden path in the sunset and the tulle in the living room with grandma.

Grandma, I want to give you a pair of shoes. My grandmother is a thrifty person. The shoes she was wearing were worn out and mended again and again. Look at those shoes on her feet, they are almost deformed.

One day, I saw the shoes again and thought, can these shoes still be worn? I want to try on these shoes when grandma is away. I just put on those shoes, and before I took two steps, my foot was pricked by the thread of mending shoes, so I quickly took it off.

Two days later, my mother took me to the supermarket. I bought my favorite snacks and toys. I was about to pay when I remembered grandma's pair of cloth shoes. I put down my toy and said to my mother, "Mom, will you buy a pair of cloth shoes for grandma?" Listen, grandma, walking in those shoes is different from ours. Buy her a new pair, will you? I don't want toys. "OK, OK, OK, I'll buy a new pair of shoes for grandma." Mom smiled and dragged me to the shelf where my shoes were placed. ...

When I got home, I secretly put those new shoes by my grandmother's bed and walked away by myself. Not long after, my parents and I were watching TV. Grandma came back from the outside and went back to her room. She found new shoes and asked inexplicably, "Whose shoes are these?" It is still new. Why did you put it here? "Grandma looked at us. Dad didn't respond. Mom just smiled. I hid behind my parents. Grandma suddenly understood and said to me, "Tamia Liu has grown up and knows how to care about others. "When I said this, I obviously felt that my grandmother's eyes were a little red.

Grandma usually cares about me, and I never feel strange, so I bought a pair of shoes for grandma to see how excited she is. "Nine years old, can warm seats. It is right to be filial to parents ... "I think I will do more in the future.

Love is warm wind in spring, flowers in summer, red maple leaves in autumn and pine trees in winter.

There is love in everyone's heart, and it is precisely because of love that there will be emotions. Some people leave others with bitterness or warmth.

Grandma and Shoes tells the story that "I" own slippers have become something that "I" miss grandma. This is an ordinary pair of slippers, but it contains grandma's love and warmth. When grandma died, all the things that reminded me of her old man's house were those slippers.

Because grandma always washes and dries my slippers, and sometimes even puts them in front of my bed. Every time I put on my slippers, I always feel warm and comfortable.

The news of grandma's death came, and these slippers have been with me all the time. Although I will never see my grandmother again, every time I see these slippers, I will recall my grandmother's smile behind the screen door in the living room.

This article left us with endless thoughts. Whenever we see those slippers, that distant and warm love disappears forever. We can only leave too much sadness and pin it on ourselves. We should be kind to the people we love, and don't wait until they leave.

Let the old people spend their happy old age in warm wind, under beautiful flowers, in cool autumn and in snowy winter.

4. After reading grandma's shoes, it feels like writing a composition.

Of course I want to. She is my grandmother. Grandma is over 60 years old this year, and her silver-gray hair is always neatly combed.

She is not tall, with bright eyes under her pale eyebrows, and looks very energetic. I remember that one summer it was very hot and there were many mosquitoes. When I sleep at night, I can't sleep well. My grandmother saw it and gave me a fan to repel mosquitoes. I fell asleep unconsciously, and I didn't find my grandmother still fanning me until I woke up in the morning.

I said to my grandmother, "Didn't you stay up all night?" What kind of torture has your body suffered? "Grandma smiled and said," it doesn't matter! You have to go to school during the day, and I can sleep during the day. "I was very touched to see grandma's red eyes.

This is my grandmother, a caring and kind old man. When I grow up, I will take good care of her old man.

5. How to write the composition of the new clothes my grandma bought me?

"Rough hands, wrinkled face, bright eyes." This is my first feeling for grandma. Grandma bought me delicious food to save money. Grandma is still using the sewing machine that will become an antique, making quilt covers, sheets, pillows and hooked shoes with wool.

Grandma loves me very much and left me a piece of candy, a bag of melon seeds, canned fruit from others and a warm quilt. However, I ate something I didn't like, or I dropped it on the table. Grandma always gives us the best, but keeps the bad for herself.

My aunt wrote in Puri at home: Grandma is a loving mother, grandma is a strict teacher and grandma is a consultant. Whenever someone talks about grandma, they give a thumbs up, saying that grandma is a strong woman and that grandma has a kind, kind and young heart. Yes, grandma is always so young.

In grade one or two, I was a resident student and went home once a week. My parents were very busy at that time, and my grandmother always took care of me. Every Friday, grandma will pick me up. This is a hot and dry summer and a biting winter. Now, whenever I think of my troubles with my grandmother, I really feel guilty! I really want to say "sorry" to grandma now.

I wish grandma good health and all the best. Happiness is like the East China Sea, and longevity is better than the South Mountain.

My grandma

Wear a blue cardigan on the top and black pants on the bottom. Occasionally someone drops a grain of rice while eating, and she will pick it up and put it in her pocket. I said; "Grandma. How dirty that is! " Grandma said, "It's not clean, but it won't make you sick." Eat the rest of the meal, not to mention. She ate without waiting for us.

One day, when the rice went bad, my mother gave it to the chickens in the neighbor's house, and there were more than 100 grandmothers. "It's a pity to dump it. I still want to eat it." I said; "Grandma, the book says that food is bad and you will get sick if you eat it!" Grandma said; "These books are all nonsense. I have eaten for so many years. Why am I not sick? " We listened and said nothing more.

Grandma's clothes are very simple. Since I was sensible, my grandmother has been wearing that blue coat, black pants and cloth shoes she made herself. Sometimes my mother bought her new clothes for her to wear, but she said; "I am at home every day, not used to it? Besides, my clothes are still new! You still wear it! " I said; "Grandma, what age is it now? Your clothes look terrible, but they look good on your mother. " But grandma said again; "This dress is very comfortable to wear. Is your tights uncomfortable with your thighs? "

Grandma is superstitious, too She didn't see a doctor when she was ill, burning incense and worshipping Buddha for peace. Grandma is also very feudal. I remember one summer night, because of the hot weather, our family couldn't sleep, sitting there watching TV, all dressed in light clothes, grandma still wearing a big coat, mom said; "Mom, it's so hot, take off your coat to cool down," grandma said. "No, no, what if people on TV see it?" At this time, we burst into laughter. I said, "Grandma, people on TV can't see us." ……

Look, this is our antique grandma.

My grandmother is seventy-eight years old this year, but she still has a nickname "pistachio" in my family. Why is this? Next, I'll tell you about the episode of the ear.

Because grandma is a little old, her hearing is not good, and her voice is always vague, so she will make some jokes and often make jokes about it.

I remember one time, my grandmother was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and I was bored walking around the living room. Suddenly I wanted to ask her if she was hot, so I slapped her and asked her, "Grandma, are you hot?" Grandma replied, "Not hungry." "Are you hot?" I heard grandma turn the heat into hunger, so this time I put the heat on a special note. "Not hungry." Grandma answered again. My father sitting on the side said to me, "You should talk to grandma in dialect, not in Mandarin, or you won't listen to me when I'm hungry, haha." So, I told my grandmother again in dialect. Grandma finally understood what I meant and smiled and said to me, "I heard my granddaughter make it clear this time." Just speak louder in the future. " As soon as I sat on the ground, I shouted, "That's not loud. I'm going to break my throat. " But then on second thought, it was quite funny, hee hee.

Another time, my parents went to work, and there was only me and grandma at home. I want to eat potato chips at noon, and then I say to my grandmother, "Grandma, I want to eat potato chips." "What to eat?" Grandma asked, "shredded potatoes", "what" and "shredded potatoes". I said it several times in a row, but grandma didn't catch it. I really had no choice, so I ran to the kitchen and took out a potato. I pointed to it and said, "Just eat this." Grandma realized that I was too tired and laughed her head off.

After listening to my story, you also have a general understanding of my grandmother. Grandma is the "pistachio" of our family. Grandma has been working hard for her family all her life. I love my grandmother.

6. How to write the composition about buying shoes in grade one? I experienced many unforgettable things in my childhood, the most memorable of which was buying shoes.

I remember that time, the school asked each of us to buy a pair of pull-back sneakers and a pair of black shoes. I went home and told my mother. Because there is a shoe seller at school, my mother let me see the price.

The next morning, I went to see: 85 yuan a pair of leather shoes and 38 yuan a pair of pull-back shoes. I reported the situation to my mother. My mother says black leather shoes are too expensive, and they are only worn on Mondays. It would have been enough to buy one pair, but you can buy two pairs of pull-back shoes for backup. My mother gave me 200 yuan.

At noon, I went to school early. Unexpectedly, the shoes were sold out, so I only bought two pairs of pull-back sneakers. I paid my boss 100 yuan, and my boss gave me change. I ran to the classroom and counted the money. Then I suddenly found that my boss gave me seventy yuan in change! At this moment, my heart jumped like a fly. As I walked, I thought: What should I do? Should I give the money to the boss or take it myself? No, I can buy some snacks, but I'm sorry for my conscience ... I hold that seventy yuan tightly. By this time, I had reached the door of the classroom, and suddenly I felt that the whole class was looking at me with that kind of contemptuous eyes. I can't bear it any longer.

I ran downstairs with the seventy dollars. I returned the money to my boss. The boss praised me for my honesty three times in a row, and my heart was as sweet as honey. That day, when I went home, I saw many flowers. They all seem to nod to me. The air is very fresh. As I walked, I thought, this time, my intuition was right.

This time buying shoes made me understand a big truth: honesty is the real gain!

7. Composition: Write a detailed description. 150 Xiao Lei is a farmer's child in Leijia Village. Every morning after school, I help my father herd cattle from afternoon to evening. One day, under a small pumpkin on the way to herd cattle, Lei saw a heavy cardboard box full of patterns. I looked inside, and it turned out to be a pair of ivory skateboard shoes. Ray knew that these were the most popular shoes in town, and he thought they were his own eyes. Why are there such a pair of shoes in the mountains? Ray was afraid of losing them, so he took them back.

The next day, Xiao Lei came to school in these shoes. Everyone gathered around. A pair of new shoes immediately caused a sensation in the village primary school. Everyone gave Xiao Lei an envious look. At this moment, Xiao Pang in the class came to Xiao Lei, grabbed his head and said with a simple and honest smile, "Hey! I said your family is so poor that you can't even eat enough. Where can you afford such beautiful shoes? " When Xiao Lei heard that he was caught, he quickly blushed and said, "You didn't pick up anything? Obviously, my uncle brought it to me from the city. "

It's time for class, and Xiao Lei is still admiring his new shoes. It happens that this class is Mr. Wang's math class. Mr. Wang came to school a long time ago. He loves every child here, and Xiao Lei likes math best.

Wearing standard gold-rimmed glasses, Mr. Wang stepped onto the platform and cleared his throat. "Today I want to introduce you to a new teacher. He is a college student in this city. He is knowledgeable and is here to give you a lesson. Welcome! " So the new teacher stepped onto the platform with everyone's applause. The new teacher, surnamed Yuan, teaches Chinese, but it is said that the teacher has only been here for a week and will return to the city seven days later. Mr. Yuan is listening to Mr. Wang's math class here. Miss Yuan took a chair and sat in front of Xiao Lei in the last row. Teacher Yuan spread the books and pens she brought on the table. This class passed quickly, but what makes me wonder is why this teacher Yuan always stares at his new shoes. Teacher Yuan is a college student in this city. I've never seen anything before, and I still want those shoes. Maybe they are too beautiful.

In a blink of an eye, on the seventh day, the whole school was closed, and Mr. Yuan almost finished all the things and luggage. At this moment, Yuan Ning called Xiao Lei to his dormitory, paused with his head down, and turned his eyes from Xiao Lei to Xiao Lei's shoes. Looking at these shoes, he seems to be looking at an old friend he hasn't seen for years. Seeing that Mr. Yuan was silent for a long time, Xiao Lei asked Mr. Yuan, "Teacher! What can I do for you? " Teacher Yuan received a sign and said slowly, "Xiao Lei, these shoes are really beautiful! Can you sell it to me? I really like this pair of shoes! " Xiao Lei said, "Mr. Yuan, this is from my uncle in the city. My family is poor, but I have never worn such good shoes! " As a city dweller, you can definitely buy it in the city. You can buy it when you go back. "Miss Yuan saw Xiao Lei for a good reason, but she was awkward. I had to send Xiao Lei back. On that day, all the students, teachers and villagers in the village said goodbye to Mr. Yuan, who sat in the car and waved goodbye to everyone. The car started. In the window, Xiao Lei clearly saw Yuan Ning looking at himself, more like looking at his shoes, with a reluctant expression on his face.

In this way, after about a month, one day the village chief came home and asked him to take a letter from Mr. Yuan, who came to the village primary school more than a month ago. When Xiao Lei arrived at the village head's house, he saw the village head smoking. When Xiao Lei came, he let Xiao Lei sit on the bed. He got up and went to the back room to take out a letter and a big box. He saw the box wrapped in a piece of white paper with a "shoe" written on it. The village head sighed and said, "Teacher Yuan only comes to our school, but he will be a teacher for one day and a father for life! Xiao Lei, you must remember the kindness of your teacher Yuan! " The village chief burst into tears when he said this. Lei hurriedly asked, "Grandpa, what happened to Teacher Yuan? What's the matter? " The village chief looked at Xiao Lei and said affectionately, "Teacher Yuan, he is dead!" "Asked eagerly," yuan, yuan, yuan teacher is how dead? "Mr. Shu Daoyuan, the village chief, died in an accident on the way to buy this pair of shoes. When he died, the child in his hand clung to the bag of shoes. Then he pointed, turned and went out.

Xiao Lei opened the letter and read it. It reads: Dear Xiao Lei, hello! You must wonder why I always like to look at your shoes. Actually, I lost those shoes when I came to the mountain school. My mother bought it for me when I was in college, but when I bought shoes that day, my mother left me in a car accident. Those shoes are the last thing my mother left me. I cherish them very much, but seeing your happy smiling face, I decided not to have those shoes. That's right! I also bought new shoes for all of you, just like you. I hope mom can also see your smiling faces in new shoes!

After reading the letter, Xiao Lei's tears dripped from the paper to those vampires! The answer is added to another article

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