A joke about grandparents doting on their granddaughters.

My grandfather was born in 1950. Because of this, he has a beautiful tradition of the Chinese nation. Such as diligence, thrift, and hard work. ...

Grandpa has a oval face with bright eyes. It is awe-inspiring and gives people a feeling that authority is inviolable.

It is true that he works hard. Every day after work, he always cleans up the sundries left by his mother in the basement. Neighbors' aunts and uncles all praised grandpa for his diligence. Grandpa always smiles shyly at this time, and his duty building is always spotless, which makes everyone passing by amazed.

It is true that he works hard. Grandpa is always busy for his children. Once, my mother asked my grandfather to send a bag of noodles because she didn't want to cook, but the weather was cloudy and it was raining cats and dogs outside. My mother was about to tell my grandfather not to come, when the doorbell rang and my grandfather was soaked to the skin and said, "Let's eat while it's hot!" " We are not only deeply moved. Grandpa came here soon by bike so that we could have hot food.

It is more true that he is frugal. Several clothes are changed all the year round, and he never offered to wear new clothes. He always wears them after his mother buys them. He wears them for months. Because of this, I have always admired my grandfather.

Grandpa's advantages are like countless stars in the sky. I want to learn from my grandfather and become a useful person to my country when I grow up.

Today, I called my grandfather again. I heard that grandpa was ill and now he is a little dizzy, he said. "Look at the opposite building. They seem to be turning. "

When he can't keep his balance, he holds my brother's arm tightly and leans against him.

Just like when he grabbed grandpa's hand and came home at dusk.

Still two people, but the world is different.

The little man in those days has now become a big man.

A good man in those days has now become an old man.

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Grandpa's arms are very long, which makes his body very small. Perhaps, he was a strong man in those days, but today, he has become an old man, as a grandfather.

He can't travel as he did when he was young. Because he is old, and because he has something on his mind.

Grandpa has become gentle. A few years ago, he was hot-tempered, like to drink hard liquor and hookah, and his eyebrows were full of strength.

Before, he would tell me about war stories. "Suddenly, with a loud noise, the soldiers broke into the house." At that time, my grandfather was a big man in my eyes, with a pair of big palms waving wildly in the air.

A few years later, he just likes to hold my hand and tell me about culture and customs.

My brother told him to play basketball, and he immediately replied, "People in Zhongshan like playing basketball best, while those in Xiaolan, old and tender, like to shoot with rackets. People in several places in Guangdong like to play all kinds of balls. One is Zhongshan Xiaolan's basketball, the other is Meixian's football, and our Taishan volleyball. It's good to exercise by playing basketball! "

Later, he said this passage three times. Grandpa has really changed.

He is no longer irritable, or rather, no one makes him irritable. The immigrants in our family must have made grandpa secretly wipe his tears. We have lived together for so many years, how can we let go of this relationship? Grandpa must still be thinking about our naughty and seeing us again.

But we may never meet again.

Grandpa's health is getting worse and worse, which is worrying. We have just come out of America and don't have enough economic ability to return home. Grandpa stays in the house alone every day, gets up early every day, walks to the bathroom and passes by our room. It must be sad to see no one inside, right? Get up alone every day, eat alone, sleep alone ... no more excitement. We won't hear the sound of getting up for school in the morning, we won't see us arguing about food at dinner, we won't have the atmosphere of competing for TV channels at night, and no one will say "good night" ...

Our figure seems to be still there, but where are we?

Grandpa sometimes sits in a chair in a daze. He is looking at the memories of his grandchildren. Those lovely faces have disappeared. Perhaps, we made people angry from the beginning, making people feel "if only we were not here." However, when we are really absent, grandpa, or rather, our hearts are like fallen leaves, without any support.

Think of the traces of the past, really close to tears. Standing in a house in the country, he only felt that the house was strange. Every post and every lamp is the same as before. However, people at that time were gone. Sometimes when he goes to a place, he thinks, "At that time, they played poker here." At that time, I was playing with stones here. "... if we were still here, what would they be doing?

I don't want grandpa and all my relatives to get old. How I wish they could stay with me all the time and be happy together.

However, the years are ruthless, and I can't keep a grain of sand in my hand.

There are some things we have to face. Even with tears in my eyes, I will go through these roads.

My eyes are a little blurred.

The world before us seems to be changing all the time.

Same air, different time.

If I can go back to the past, I will stay with my grandfather. I won't leave him alone. I won't leave him alone ... I won't be unfilial to my grandfather.

But can time go back? Now, I can only wait for the time to return home and spend more time with my grandfather! Is time really not good?

I have an admirer, an old man. Although I have only met him, I have been moved by his behavior of caring for the environment.

I remember it happened in a summer. It's very hot. It's time to eat popsicles. My mother gave me more than ten yuan to buy popsicles with my little cousin in Guangzhou. I reluctantly took my little cousin's hand and went downstairs to the cold drink shop with the money. My little cousin and I each chose a popsicle. I took the popsicle from the clerk and handed it to my cousin. Peel off another piece of popsicle paper and throw it on the ground. At this time, a white-haired grandfather came over and only heard him kindly say to me, "Little friend, you can't throw popsicle paper around." For the sake of hygiene, it should be thrown into the dustbin to protect the environment. Everyone has a responsibility. " I thought to myself: it's just a small piece of paper, what's the fuss! But I feel embarrassed because I am a young pioneer. So I bent down reluctantly, picked up the popsicle paper and threw it into the trash can. But I didn't fall into the box and fell to the ground again. I don't care. I took the popsicle in one hand and the little cousin's hand in the other, and left without looking back. But the little cousin stood still. He also said: "Cousin, look!" When I looked back, I saw the white-haired grandfather bent down with difficulty, picked up the popsicle paper I threw, straightened up slowly and threw it into the trash can. At this time, my face was red to my ears. I think, I really shouldn't. If the world is like me, garbage can be seen everywhere in every corner of the world; If everyone is like grandpa, the world will be better. The earth will always be a "blue crystal ball".

I will always remember this grandfather, although I have only met him once.

My grandfather is almost eighty years old. He is short and hunched. My hair is gray, my eyebrows are long and thick, my hands and feet are rough, my teeth are missing a lot, and I have a false tooth. Grandpa is from the countryside. He lost his parents when he was three. As a teenager, he worked as a long-term laborer in other people's homes. At the age of fifteen, he was sent to Laoshan by his employer to dig a hole for the Japanese and suffered a lot. Grandpa is very diligent and works very neatly. Every time I finish eating … grandpa is almost eighty years old, not tall and a little hunched; My hair is gray, my eyebrows are long and thick, my hands and feet are rough, my teeth are missing a lot, and I have a false tooth. Grandpa is from the countryside. He lost his parents when he was three. As a teenager, he worked as a long-term laborer in other people's homes. At the age of fifteen, he was sent to Laoshan by his employer to dig a hole for the Japanese and suffered a lot. Grandpa is very diligent and works very neatly. Every time after dinner, he tries to wash the dishes, but he is afraid of being tired. How can he do the dishes? ! Grandpa is in good health. He goes to exercise every morning, morning and afternoon. Even a 60-year-old man will sigh when exercising on the fitness machine. He hasn't even caught a cold since he was brought here. Grandpa likes chatting very much, whether he knows it or not. I thought grandpa only talked to old people. I was wrong. Once I saw grandpa talking to a group of children. Grandpa likes my study very much. As long as I am distracted, he will remind me to study hard and get good grades in the future. Don't know a word like him. In the past, my family was poor and had no money to go to school. Grandpa can't read Knowing that grandpa can't read, I decided to teach him to write. I'll teach grandpa to write his name first, and grandpa will write it stroke by stroke, which is not good for grandpa. Seeing grandpa happy after writing the name of the club is sweeter than eating honey. I sincerely wish grandpa happiness, health and longevity.

My grandfather

My grandfather is a vet. Every time someone else's sheep is going to have a lamb, the master will invite my grandfather. My grandfather is very responsible for his work. Whenever he is called, he will go at once. One night it was already deep, and I woke up. I heard someone knocking at the door. Grandpa immediately asked, "Who is it? What is it? " When he heard that their sheep were going to have lambs, he followed the man without saying anything. I immediately said, "Grandpa, if you are in poor health today, don't go." Grandpa said, "It doesn't take any time for a ewe to give birth to a lamb. My little illness is nothing." Who cares about your sleep? I'll go back to sleep when I'm gone "After a long time, I didn't wait until grandpa came back.

Until dawn the next day. Grandpa dragged himself home. I immediately filled a bowl of porridge for grandpa to eat quickly, and then went to bed. But grandpa ignored me and just went straight to his room and fell asleep in bed. I miss grandpa, grandpa, you are really responsible for your work. I want to treat my study like you.

Before the primary school moved, he would come to school to pick up my sister and me every day. Several times, I was late for farming and going out to work. My sister and I will gossip about him. Grandpa just smiled and didn't say much. Sometimes when the weather suddenly turns cold, grandpa will immediately take the clothes to school and put them on for my sister and me. On weekends, whenever I have time, grandpa will accompany my sister and me to play in the street.

This spring, he set up a greenhouse on the ground in front of his house, which planted tomatoes, pumpkins, loofahs, east melons and other vegetables. Now, grandpa always goes to work in the greenhouse every morning, sprinkling some water on these vegetables with bottles, pulling up some grass and catching some bugs with his hands. ...

My grandfather is such a good grandfather who loves labor and cares about our next generation.