Help me write a composition, my grandmother.

Grandma is 63 years old this year, and the ruthless years have carved one trace after another on the old man's cheek. After spending most of her life in the countryside, she can finally go out and come to this big city where I live.

My father brought my grandmother here because he wanted her to enjoy retirement, but since she came to my home, she has taken care of almost all the work at home. Before 5 o'clock in the morning, grandma got up quietly, prepared breakfast for our family, and began to clean the room without a break. By the time we got up in twos and threes, grandma had eaten everything, sat at the table and waited for us to eat with a smile; Near noon, grandma braved the heat to go to the market to buy food. What about us? It was not until I finally remembered to eat that I found four dishes and one soup on the table, and grandma was still sitting at the table, smiling at people; In the blink of an eye, at night, grandma started to prepare dinner without saying a word, and sat quietly at the table waiting for us to eat ... In a blink of an eye, grandma has been in my house for almost two months, and day after day, she never complained, which made me deeply shocked.

Growing up, whenever I saw my grandmother, she always had a smile on her face, and she relied on me everywhere when she met things, but she just "stuck to the end" in her studies and turned to her father for help. Every time my father is giving me a lecture, my grandmother is doing "listening" and interrupting from time to time. When my father is away, my grandmother often moves out of my father's "lecture" to remind me to study hard at all times. Looking at grandma's serious and kind eyes, I had to accept it gladly.

Grandma's favorite is Yue Opera. Grandma knows almost everything about Yue Opera. She often can't help performing in front of us. She knows a thing or two about The West Chamber and A Tale of Two Cities, and she sings just right, which really smacks of Yuan Xuefen! Sometimes on a whim, she used many things around her as props: scarves, hats and, more importantly, clothes hangers! Every time grandma sings Yue Opera and looks at her like that, I deeply realize that "the old man is not old"!

For grandma, I have to admit that as a granddaughter, I still have a lot of incomprehension about her. Grandma, who just turned 30, began to visit villagers on muddy country roads. If it is a neighboring village, or even a strange village farther away, grandma will still insist on seeing a doctor. In the old society, there were many doctors like grandma, and the medicines used were also provided by the local government. However, many years have passed, most doctors have changed careers, and the government no longer provides drugs. However, grandma still insists on her "hobby of practicing medicine", regardless of the loss, and buys medicine for the villagers at her own expense. Until now, grandma, who is old, still can't help treating her neighbors, but she is sick and ignores me, which has always puzzled me.