Writing a composition My grandfather is paralyzed.

1. Write an article about Grandpa being hospitalized and I going to serve, mainly about the details of the service, about 400 words. My grandfather left at around 8 am on July 20 1 1 (June 18 of the lunar calendar), at the age of 72, due to illness, liver cancer in the late stage of liver cirrhosis! I am here to write something about my grandfather, with the purpose of sorting out everything between me and my grandfather. The pace of society is too fast now. If I don't write them down, I'm afraid this yearning will fade away with time.

My grandfather and father are both doctors. Here are some medical things. Please forgive me if there is anything wrong! ) 1. Physical examination: Last July, the day after I graduated, my grandparents took advantage of a free physical examination and had a physical examination in our town hospital. As a result, the grandma who is usually sick with a cold and cough has a normal physical examination, while the grandfather who looks very healthy and long-lived has found out the disease: B-ultrasound shows that both the left and right liver lobes have substantial space occupation, the big ones are as big as eggs, and some are as small as cherries. Obviously, the tumor is already very large. When I heard my father tell me about his illness on the phone, I forgot my feelings. All I know is that it was like a bolt from the blue, and the sky fell for a while.

Later, I told my father about my illness, and my father regretted it and blamed himself. Rural areas do a poor job in regular physical examination. Many patients go to see a doctor after feeling sick. Like my grandfather's cancer, it took at least two years for the tumor to grow from the size of a cherry to the size of an egg, and we didn't know anything about it in the past two years! ! Therefore, more and more people believe in the importance of regular physical examination. My grandfather's liver cancer belongs to damp-heat type.

Abdominal swelling, fever and edema, but my grandfather's heart is too strong and he has never given up treatment since last year. According to my grandfather's illness and weak body, radiotherapy and chemotherapy are not feasible. Years ago, my grandfather insisted on taking medicine every day, but in April of the following year, my grandfather was very uncomfortable because he went home to eat at the drugstore, and it was rainy and slippery, and he fell on the sand by bike.

Since then, grandpa has been treating diseases at home and has never been to a pharmacy. 2. Go home and get along with grandpa. I broke my basketball and asked for leave to recuperate. Maybe God gave me a chance to get along with my grandfather, although it was a bit sudden.

I was at home around the Dragon Boat Festival. I still remember the day when I came back, my grandfather stood at the gate waiting for me to come back. Grandpa loves me the most and has been wandering in front of him for 24 years. Our feelings are very deep. Every time I grow up, it is related to my grandfather, and every achievement I have made makes him very proud.

After I went to work in the New Year, I saw my grandfather again. I obviously felt that he had lost weight, his cheekbones were very thin and his bone lines were particularly obvious. But grandpa's mental state is really good, which is obviously related to my coming back to see me.

When he came back, he was very happy to see all kinds of prescription materials and expert treatment cases he found online in only half an hour. My father and son and I studied it. Unexpectedly, what we are looking for still has certain use value. We study it, and Grandpa even reads all kinds of medical books. Grandpa and his father discuss the formula of Chinese medicine. After research, feasible remedies are also trying to cure this disease.

In fact, during the half month at home, I prepared all kinds of medicines for grandpa every day: cooking medicine with gas, frying cantharis, catching toads, making pills and cooking for grandpa. He eats so little that he can hardly eat anything, so he can do whatever he wants. Cold fungus, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, shredded cucumber, radish soup and so on.

Grandpa takes a lot of medicine every day. He drank six cups in a cup the size of a drink. It's too bitter. Besides, he can't eat at all because of abdominal distension, and his mouth has no taste. Sometimes eating some stir-fry makes his mouth feel better, but in exchange, he not only can't sleep as uncomfortable as every day, but also has a worse abdominal distension. At home, many relatives and friends come to see Grandpa every day, and when Grandpa is alone, I will go to Grandpa's house to talk about his illness, my work, his hard work when he was young, and his medical experience of self-study at first.

Said a lot, listened a lot, and learned more about grandpa. There are many ways to be a man and do things in my words. I think during my stay at home, the most important thing is to increase my grandpa's confidence in overcoming chronic diseases. He has supreme confidence in cancer.

Grandpa also said, "I can cure this disease", not because I am worried, but because I am full of confidence, which is obvious from his firm eyes. Although we all know that this is an incurable disease in global medicine.

Grandpa's illness these days is mainly manifested in abdominal distension and edema. Because of abdominal distension, he can't sit still and can't sleep at night, which is a great mental blow to an already thin old man.

He often walks in the yard, hoping that his stomach will feel better. Uninformed outsiders see grandpa in this state, who will think of cancer? Two days before I left, I was still in the yard discussing with my uncle how to weld the mop to make it better. In everyone's opinion, at least before I died, I was standing on the kang, and I couldn't take care of myself by eating and drinking Lazar. My father thinks so, too Considering that I just started working, it's not good to take too many days off. I'm going to ask grandpa to go back and talk to him when he collapsed on the kang, wait on him, entrust each other and say goodbye.

However, everything is too sudden, too sudden! 17 in the morning, my mother went to hold a parent-teacher meeting for my brother, my father went to town to attend the wedding of the leading daughter, my grandmother went to the market to buy some fruit for my grandfather, and there was no one at home. Grandpa is in such a state. In fact, he most wants someone to talk to him, but with his strong personality, he doesn't talk, let alone ask others to do something for him. He doesn't have to bother others, even his own children.

It happened that my aunt came to visit my grandfather at home that day, and he was already very uncomfortable. Aunt is very scared. I called my uncle, and he didn't feel better until my uncle hit my grandfather in the upper body. At noon, grandpa offered to go to the county hospital to check the liver and kidney and other organs.

The family agreed and didn't bring anything, including the previous inspection materials. Everyone thought they would be back in a few hours, so they didn't take anything. His children, my two aunts and my uncle were all very busy and didn't go (my father went directly to the county hospital to accompany him after attending the wedding in the county). Grandpa said to my mother when he went to the county hospital by car, "Call Dashu back to wait on me in two days."

My grandpa's composition is 400 words (two stories). My grandfather is over 60 years old, tall, with a pair of eyes embedded in his wrinkled face. The proudest thing is that he has the quality of "never too old to learn".

That day, as soon as I walked into my door, I was pushed and pulled to the study by my grandfather. Baoshu pointed to an English word for advice: "Good granddaughter, how to pronounce this word?" I'm at a loss. How could grandpa ask me for English advice? It is true that the sun rises in the west. I won't know until I ask. It turns out that there have been several foreign guests recently. Grandpa learns English to prevent us China people from playing dumb in front of foreigners. I suddenly realized.

Mom asked grandma, "Dad, what's the matter? Learn English. " When grandma heard this, she was so angry that she couldn't fight. She quickly spit it out: "Today, she said she would go out to buy things, and then she bought things!" I actually bought an English book. Do you find it irritating? "As soon as the voice fell, grandpa rushed in and shouted," It's over, it's over. "

I wonder, grandpa, what's the hurry? I saw grandpa turn on the TV and tune it to 17. Fluent and sweet English was introduced to my ears. It turns out that grandpa still watches the English program "Into America" on time every day.

Grandpa is like this. He is "never too old to learn" and is an example for me to learn.

I miss my grandpa's composition. I miss my grandfather. He is a veteran who retired from the Battle of Ping Jin. When he was young, he worked as an accountant in the village pipe factory, which was a good job at that time.

Two brothers of Grandpa's generation, Grandpa, the eldest son, were injured in a battle because a shell fell beside him. Listen to the old man said, if it weren't for grandpa's side with a tank full of water, it is estimated that there would be no later father and son.

Grandpa, who became a wounded soldier, had to go home to recuperate, but he didn't come back after his injury. He was forced to stay by his loving parents for fear of another accident. That was the moment when I didn't see the troops win on the battlefield.

So grandpa is more and more favored, and all the natural delicious things of the two brothers belong to him, with some delicious bad habits. Grandpa's younger brother, however, has developed the industriousness and simplicity that rural people should have, working hard all their lives and working hard for most of their lives. Although he is poor, he also leads a comfortable life and his children are very filial.

When I was a child, my parents worked outside all the year round. At that time, there were many vagrants and beggars. Every day at noon, they go to the village, begging from every household, and even open the door to the hospital uninvited. It's terrible. So when there are no adults at home, the courtyard door can't be opened, and the old people and children can only stay at home, so grandpa became my childhood playmate.

And I naturally became the jailer of the quadrangle. Only when I catch up with the village fair will my grandfather take me out to buy a bunch of Sugar-Coated Berry and a piece of dog meat. Although my grandfather is delicious, he will still give me some.

This is my grandfather's earliest impression in my heart. At that time, it was a good thing to have a bike at home. Later, when there were fewer beggars, Grandpa would take me out by bike, or take me to visit his friends and see his comrades.

Although the frequency of going out is increasing gradually, no one cares about my feelings in this little guy's heart. But I am still willing to meet people I have never seen and go to places I have never been to, because there are always things in those families that I have never seen that can attract my curiosity. This is the beginning of my love for grandpa. Grandpa has four sons, and his father is the youngest. Because of poor conditions, he failed to finish college and went out to work with the elders in the village.

On the contrary, because of grandpa's love, my uncle didn't go out to work and save money like his younger brothers, married his wife and gave birth to children. I was still single when I was in primary school. So my uncle had no descendants, and I became the grandson of it runs in the family under one roof. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why my uncle who doesn't want to suffer hardships can love me as much as his grandfather.

It turned out that my uncle adopted me, but my mother couldn't bear it. To put it mildly, my uncle can support the elderly when he is old. Since then, my uncle and grandpa have taken me out to play. But I don't like him, because he took me out of the theater when I was young, and he rushed back with me when it rained heavily. He just couldn't bear to throw away half a roll of cigarettes in his mouth, but because of running, he dropped the fiery ash on my cotton-padded jacket, but he didn't find it in time, and it burned through the cotton-padded jacket, leaving a huge scar on me when I got home.

Later, grandpa saved enough money to buy a tricycle, began to sell peanut seeds himself, and taught him to do business with his uncle, earning some small money. My childless uncle still took me, but he changed from wandering to a regular market and took me to purchase and deliver goods.

People who go there are very generous, and I always come back eating and drinking. I often sleep in the car on the way back. Even with the roar of the diesel engine, I slept soundly.

Maybe I'm young, maybe I really drank too much soda. In short, I remember many times that I turned the soda I drank into urine and infiltrated into the goods in my sleep, but I never said anything about me. Grandpa is kind to me, not only taking me out to play, but also making me some candied haws from time to time, taking me to eat wild fruits and catching grasshoppers and dragonflies.

I just don't know when my feelings for my grandfather will end. All I know is that it will take a few hours. I was so sad that I even scolded my grandfather and gave me a name. As far as I can remember, this is the first time I swear. Anyone who sees me doing something wrong will blame me for all similar mistakes. I can't explain it clearly, and grandpa doesn't believe it. Maybe it was just a joke in the eyes of his age, or he really thought that the child made a mistake for the first time and there would be a second time. In short, my feelings with grandpa have faded.

Until I stopped talking to my grandfather, it was because my uncle married a relative and brought a son and a daughter older than me. Airborne in the love of my uncle and grandfather, cut off my grandfather's line of sight, as if he had never hurt me since then. Everything delicious and fun seems to belong to that strange brother, and it has nothing to do with me.

After my uncle got married, I seldom went to see my grandfather, and I seldom heard his voice and thought about him. It's not just me who is dissatisfied with grandpa, but several other cousins also complain and start to alienate grandpa.

Later, encouraged by my peers, I finally got into a fight with that strange brother. I guess it was the first fight when I was a child, and I didn't take advantage of it. But my uncle found the school and sued the teacher. I think I'm wrong, but I'm also more sad about my uncle's behavior. After all, not an uncle who loved me in those days could do it, at least not an elder.

Later, because his uncle got married, my grandfather gave him the business. This seemingly caring for his beloved son did not get what my uncle called filial piety. Instead, I was kicked out because I received a fake money when I helped collect money. Since then, my grandfather has become an out-and-out idle person. My mother doesn't like grandpa, because grandpa never gives them anything, and even deprives them of their self-built house for the boss's wedding. She was also traumatized by standing by after arguing with her aunt. It can be said that her mother hates grandpa. My father is a very filial son. When my uncle told my grandfather to stay out of it, my father always wanted to buy something for him.

Even in the busy farming season, when my mother couldn't cook for my grandfather in time and wanted to tear down the house with a hoe, my father gave him a hearing aid to take care of his increasingly bad hearing. Therefore, I think grandpa is very lucky to have such a son, and I am very sad to have such a grandfather.

After a long time, my father found that I didn't like talking to my grandfather, so he helped me and my brother.

4. Write an article about your grandparents. Grandparents live a happy life. - .

They live a harmonious life according to their own life plan every day, combining work and rest. Recently, however, I suddenly found that my grandparents had an inexplicable sense of loss. Sometimes a person sighed out of the window, and sometimes a person was in a daze with an album ... I was puzzled and told my mother about it.

In order to find out the reason, my mother and I have been carefully observing for some time. Finally, we understand that it is not my practical jokes that make them unhappy, but that they miss the past and their childhood classmates and good friends. Looking at grandparents who are getting thinner, our whole family is worried about them. How can we help them? When I was very helpless, I was suddenly attracted by a news on TV, "surfing the Internet, looking for relatives", ah! Why didn't I think of the Internet? Grandpa in Taiwan Province Province misses his relatives in his hometown. He found his relatives through the internet. I can also try! I was very excited about this idea, and I quickly turned on the computer. I typed some information about my grandparents' childhood on the computer and sent it through the internet.

For several days in a row, I was always on tenterhooks, browsing the latest log every day. Finally, I had a response with Toshiyoshi.

I quickly told my grandparents the information I had collected. They are very excited, holding reading glasses and watching carefully, nodding and shaking their heads from time to time. I was really not sure and asked eagerly, "Grandparents, please tell me, are they your childhood friends?" "I should have seen the information, but I am afraid of how to contact and meet?" Looking at their anxious pictures, I couldn't help laughing and pointed to the computer and said, "There is the contact number of the poster on it. Call quickly. Don't you know by phone? " Grandparents finally found their classmates and good friends. Now they often get together. Every time I talk, everyone praises me and sighs from the heart: "children are really smart now." Advanced networks really need advanced talents. We must keep up with the times and learn to surf the Internet! " Well, grandpa and grandma are computer addicts now. They have seen the news published in the newspaper on the computer, and they have learned to play online games and QQ…… ........................................................................................................................................................ Now their lives are happier with the Internet! The Happy Life of Grandparents The Happy Life of Grandparents leads a dull life. Their lives are plain and ordinary, but few people know their stories. As a model worker, grandma met grandpa on her way to visit Chairman Mao, and they took care of each other for sixty years.

I took the initiative to come back from Nanjing, ate Guanyin soil and suffered a lot of unimaginable hardships, but in those days, there were many things worth remembering. My little aunt was my favorite in that patriarchal era.

When my uncle was a child, he adjusted a front tooth for my aunt and was chased by my grandfather. When I saw my grandmother, I lied about buying cigarettes for my grandfather, and I was too scared to come back for a few days. Uncle, aunt and my father, the hardships in life can't torture them, even if they once slept in a ruined temple, it is also a different kind of memory pleasure.

But finally one day, people suddenly found that they were old, old, their hair was not gray, but silvery white, and their teeth had long since fallen out, but they were full of dentures. Although the spirit is not counted, I am still busy.

Two people are always busy, always busy east and west. Get up at four or five in the morning and go for a walk.

As usual, he likes to meddle, even if it is a dead branch on the road, he will pick it up for fear of tripping others. Grandpa's temper has also become more stubborn.

Nobody listens to advice. I met people at home, got up at two or three in the morning to go shopping, and watched it several times in the evening.

I knew he was happy, and grandma began to recall everything, everything in her distant hometown, even eggs and fishing. There are idioms in that hometown and the story of dying without water, which I will never forget. Grandma and grandpa like watching TV. Grandma likes to see the bride 18 years old, and used to see it at two in the morning.

But she has watched this TV five or six times, and she can recite the lines, but she can't get tired of watching it. Every time she comes home, she says she wants me to show it to the little girl on the computer. She likes watching little girls with prosecutors. When grandma watches TV, grandpa also sits on one side, but he dozes off as soon as he sits. Every time I shake my hand to see if grandpa is asleep, grandpa will say that I am not sleeping, really not sleeping.

Grandpa likes playing mahjong, but grandma is against it. Grandpa said that people should use their brains more when they are old, or they will get Alzheimer's disease, so they should play mahjong more. Grandma is in distress situation, saying that if you are paralyzed, don't let me wait on you. Grandpa said, nothing, I have a daughter and a son. Every time I ask him if he won or lost, Grandpa always lies. Later, we learned that today, as long as grandpa said I didn't lose or win, I lost a lot. If I win a little today, it's actually a draw. It's hard to say that you won a lot, o(∩_∩)o…, that's just a little. This is grandpa's lie.

There are many stories and jokes about them. They like the life of their children around their knees, the scene of their children and grandchildren, and the family reunion dinner, even if it is the inevitable heavy housework after dinner, even if everyone rushes to the mahjong table after dinner and forgets their expectations. Today is grandpa's 80th birthday, and his children and grandchildren are full. Grandpa is too excited to sleep. Fireworks all over the sky are as beautiful as grandpa's mood.

But grandpa is ill, very, very serious, but I still believe that everything will be fine, really good, really good-continue to live their happy lives.

5. Write a composition about grandparents' life. My parents went out to work very early, and the number of times they came back was as rare as the Chinese New Year. I was brought up by my grandparents, and I have deep feelings for them.

Summer has arrived, the wheat has turned yellow, and my parents haven't come back yet. I'm anxious. However, I am still young, and only my grandparents go to harvest wheat. There is a wheat holiday at school. On this day, my grandparents went to the field to collect wheat and asked me to watch the door and do my homework at home. It said, I feel so hot, so thirsty and so hungry! So, I quickly brought bread, took out iced soda from the refrigerator, turned on the fan and fanned it, eating and drinking. Really comfortable! At this moment, I suddenly remembered my grandparents. I do my homework at home, and it's still so hot, so hungry and so thirsty. Isn't it hot for grandparents to harvest wheat in the sun? Not thirsty? Not hungry? I feel guilty at the thought. I turned off the fan, picked up bread and two bottles of iced soda, pushed up my bike, locked the door and rode to the ground. Along the way, I saw adults busy in the fields, and the weather was very hot. When I arrived in the field, I saw that my grandparents were still cutting wheat hard, and they had already cut a large area. The appearance of the field had already taken shape. I called my grandparents and took out bread and iced soda. Grandparents were very happy to see me coming, so they put down their sickles. I picked up two pieces of bread and gave them to my grandparents, and then I opened the iced soda for them to drink. At this time, I thought: grandparents are really hard! I will study hard and repay you when I grow up.

Grandparents' love for me is like a stove in winter, which gives me light and warmth; Like the cool summer breeze, give me a little coolness. I think I am the happiest child in the world.

6. Write the composition of grandparents. My grandmother.

My closest relative is grandma.

Grandma is over seventy years old, with half black and half white hair and deep wrinkles on her forehead, which records the vicissitudes of time. Although grandma is very old, she is still strong. She is very busy every day and never stays overnight.

Grandma has many grandchildren, and my favorite child is of course me. What's good about it? Keep it for me, and spoil me anyway. . Although grandma can't read, she loves reading. Whenever I have time, I look through the primary school textbooks I have studied. Once, while watching, she said to me, "How nice you are now! You have to study for someone. Don't rush to learn, study hard, and don't let anyone say this and that. Alas! I wanted to study at that time. At that time, a very good teacher discussed with my mother:' Let your children go to school! Don't pay any fees. But I don't have that fate. My mother said,' Who will cook for me when she goes to school?' Say nothing and let me go to school. I don't know a word when I go out now. It's too reserved. "I always like to listen to her nagging.

Grandma is very hardworking. She gets up early every morning, cleans the room and cooks. I have been busy at home all morning. It's noon after work, and it's time to cook lunch again. We can't rest all day.

7. Look at the pictures and write a composition. My father washes my grandfather's feet and I rub my father's back. One day last autumn, my grandfather suddenly had a stroke and was paralyzed. He lay in bed all day sighing. Mom and dad look in their eyes and are anxious in their hearts. They are busy around grandpa and serve him carefully. How much they hope grandpa will recover soon. I think: Grandpa loved me very much before he got sick. Now he is lying in bed and can't move. I can't help him, but what can I do for him?

One night, when I was just about to go to bed, I saw my father washing my grandfather's feet with a pot of hot water. I quickly put on my shoes, packed my clothes and came to grandpa's bed. Dad was about to help grandpa wash his feet, so I quickly said; "Let me wash grandpa's feet today, will you?" Dad nodded and smiled. I lifted grandpa's quilt, crouched down and took off his socks. At this time, an unpleasant foot odor came to my face and made me retreat again and again. Dad saw this scene and said, "I'll wash it." I was just about to say yes, but on second thought, I had to keep my word. In addition, grandpa usually cares about me and often gives me pocket money. Now he is over eighty years old, lying in bed, unable to move. You can't back down when you see difficulties! So, I grabbed the towel from my father, soaked it with water, wiped it from my feet to my heels, washed it over and over again, and finally washed my grandfather's feet clean. At this point, I was sweating profusely. My parents saw it and said with a smile, son, you are so sensible. I don't blame grandpa for liking you. "Listen to their words, I.

8. I washed my grandfather's feet.

I wash my grandfather's feet. My grandfather is 67 years old and has been paralyzed for six years. Life is very inconvenient. My grandmother takes care of it very hard. I wash grandpa's feet and write a composition. On Saturday night, I said to my grandmother, "Grandma, you have a rest today. I washed my grandfather's feet. " I took a footbath, scooped up half a basin of water and gave it to my grandfather. I told him to put his foot into the basin. When he put out his foot, I looked, ah! Grandpa's feet are so swollen! And there are many spots. I carefully moved grandpa's foot into the basin. I asked grandpa if the water was hot, and he shook his head. Wash grandpa's feet in the third grade of primary school. I gently rubbed his feet, while * * * for him, let the blood circulation on his feet. I asked Shu if he was feeling well. Grandpa smiled and touched my head and said, "You are really my good grandson." Since then, I have washed my grandfather's feet every week. I wash my grandfather's feet and write a 200-word composition for primary school students (/)