I like grandpa's composition.

My grandfather is a person who loves calligraphy. Especially the brush calligraphy, after he retired from his teacher, he practiced the brush calligraphy of 1-3 rice paper every day. Although his handwriting is not as good as that of those great calligraphers, he writes his own style, cursive writing is so free and neat. Therefore, in the village where he once lived, during the Spring Festival, a large group of people stood in front of his grandfather's house and asked him to help write Spring Festival couplets. Where's Grandpa? Whoever it is, he wrote it correctly, and if someone wants to give grandpa a gift, grandpa will never accept it!

Grandpa also attaches great importance to my calligraphy. Whenever grandpa comes to my new home, the first thing is to see how my calligraphy is practiced. If I make progress, he will nod and praise me and tell me to keep working hard. If he saw my retrogression, grandpa was not angry. Instead, he kindly told me many stories about calligraphers that I had read hundreds of times in extracurricular books, and told me to study hard and never be lazy. Every time I listen, I always nod puzzled and want to learn from them. However, laziness always makes me not want to practice writing. How can this be worthy of my grandfather? How can I live up to grandpa's high hopes for me? How can I live up to it ... if so, wouldn't it be a waste of more than 30 good brushes that Grandpa gave me? No, absolutely not! From now on, I must practice my handwriting well!

My grandfather is very concerned about me and interested in calligraphy. It is because he cares about me that the affection between me and him is so deep. I love my grandpa! I love my grandfather who loves calligraphy! I love to care about me and my grandfather all the time!

I love grandpa's composition (2)

I have an amiable grandfather who is a self-taught primary school teacher. Although he has retired, he is still doing what he can in obscurity, and he does not hesitate to dedicate his afterheat.

Grandpa has repeatedly touched the fuse for the residents in the building in the dark; In the biting cold wind, patrol and keep watch for maintaining social order; In the hot sun, he climbed to the roof to repair the public antenna ... Is he energetic? No, he is thin. He has had a gastrectomy and weighs less than 80 Jin. He is often ill, but he is willing to serve others.

One morning in the middle of winter, the sound of "winter … winter ……" came from the corridor, which woke me up from my sleep. What's going on here? I get dressed and go out to have a look. It turned out that someone was poking the garbage chute. This background is so familiar! It was my weak grandfather who looked back at me and said, "Hey, it's so cold outside, why don't you sleep?" .

"You caught a cold these two days, how can you poke garbage?" I said affectionately.

"It's okay," grandpa said, picked up the stick and continued to poke it with all his strength. He stick after stick, but the garbage didn't move. As soon as I couldn't persuade Grandpa, I quickly ran home and called my cousin to replace him, and advised Grandpa: "Go back and rest, let's poke." Grandpa agreed and walked slowly downstairs. We were working hard when suddenly the sound of "Winter … Winter …" came from downstairs. I immediately understood that it was grandpa who went downstairs to poke the garbage again, so as to keep the garbage road busy. I asked my cousin to keep stabbing, and then I quickly ran downstairs. I saw grandpa panting while stabbing, wiping his sweat with his sleeves from time to time. I stepped forward and grabbed the stick. I looked at the dust and sweat on grandpa's face, and looked at his haggard face. My nose is sore and my eyes are blurred. Through the crystal tears, I seem to see grandpa's thin body getting taller and taller. ...

I love my grandpa. There is something shining on my grandfather, that is, simplicity, diligence and the spirit of Lei Feng advocated in this era, which will always spur me forward.

I love grandpa's composition (3)

My grandfather is almost 80 years old and his hair is gray. (m.taiks.com) Small eyes, long ears and wrinkles on his face show that he is old, but he is healthy. I love my grandfather very much, and I like listening to his stories and jokes best.

One night in the summer vacation, we were sitting outside chatting, and grandpa told us a joke.

In ancient times, there was a family who wrote a pair of couplets during the Chinese New Year, which read: Many people are ill and few are rich. Zuo Lian said: the wine jar is good for vinegar urn and acid urn. The right couplet says: raising pigs is better than killing a mountain rat. He happily posted couplets on the door, and some uneducated people passed by his door. They laughed their heads off when they saw the words written on the couplets. It turns out that they regard couplets as: many people are ill and less money. This wine can just sour the jealousy. It is better to kill a mountain rat than to keep a pig.

After hearing this story, we also laughed our heads off.

This story tells us that whether it is modern or ancient, it is very important to fully understand the characters, otherwise it will make a joke.

My grandfather is really something. His jokes are so learned. I love my grandpa.