Grandma bought a hairpin for her little sister.

1. Looking at the hairpin reminds me of the time I spent with my grandmother.

Growing up, my grandmother brought me up with one hand.

The time spent with grandma is really hard to forget. At that time, my grandmother lived alone in the countryside, so I was sent to the countryside. My grandmother and I lived in that old yard, and * * * experienced four seasons together, but now I still miss it! In spring, grandma and I each took a small shovel and went to the garden to loosen the soil and grow vegetables. As for me, I will help my grandmother, run errands or get something. When I am tired at noon, I will sit on a stone in the shade and have a rest.

Grandma always sweats after finishing her work. At this time, I always ask "Grandma, are you hot?" Grandma will happily answer: "Not hot." In the afternoon, grandma began to teach me to read. My brothers and sisters' textbooks are my textbooks. My grandmother taught me every book and every word thoroughly. I can pick up a newspaper or a book and continue reading. I remember when I was only three years old. Until now, I can still find the books I have read! In summer, the burning sun shines golden light on the earth. This time is the most fun time for our children.

During the day, we can play with water and mud naked. Night is the warmest time. When I was a child, my legs always hurt because of calcium deficiency and playfulness. At this time, grandma helped me rub my legs and rub them. Every time I fall asleep, I fall asleep.

I also like to let grandma rub her back. Rough and hard big hands are like natural brushes, which feel so comfortable. The next day, just after dinner in the morning, I ran out to play with my friends.

Grandma stayed at home alone and continued to do her needlework. As soon as autumn arrived, grandma began to make me cotton-padded clothes, trousers and shoes for the winter.

Grandma stuffed cotton into the cloth cover, sewed it with needle and thread, and embroidered a flower next to it. Speaking of embroidery, grandma is famous in the village. The flowers she embroidered are the best. Every flower embroidered on insoles and clothes is always so beautiful, just like it is real. Neighbors in the village all praised grandma for her good cooking.

When there is little farm work in winter, grandma carries a bamboo basket, takes my hand to sweep the leaves in the forest, and then carries them home to burn the kang for the winter. When it snowed, I followed my grandmother to sweep the snow, and the footprints in the snow were printed in my heart.

Grandma's cooking is also first-class. That big rough hand is holding chopsticks in the pot, and I always stand by and watch. At this time, grandma will pick a cooked dish, blow it with her mouth and stuff it into my mouth, making me jump around. To tell you the truth, I really want to go back in time and go back to the way I used to be.

2. I made a headband composition.

My mother bought a beautiful hairpin and hairband for my sister. My sister likes it very much and is going to comb her hair and put it on.

My mother put the hairpin and hairband on the sofa and went to comb my sister's hair. I picked up the hairpin to see the beautiful pattern on it, but I accidentally ran into hairband. I quickly turned around and looked at it. The headband really broke me down. I feel horrible. This is the new hairband that my mother just bought for my sister. How angry my mother will be when she sees it. How sad my sister will be when she sees it. I hid to one side in fear.

Mother will dress her sister in hairband. When she came to the sofa and saw the hair band cut in half, she was very angry and asked me loudly, "Zhang Qing, come out. Did you break the new headband? " When I saw my mother angry, I had to come out trembling to admit my mistake. My sister pouted and looked at the new headband sadly. My mother gave me a hard look, and I was afraid to come out. At this time my grandmother came, and hairband snapped in her hand. Grandma said, "Look, this headband is broken when it is folded. This can't blame the children, only the poor quality of this headband. "

After grandma and mom left, I said to my sister in shame, "I'm sorry, sister." My sister stopped being angry and took my hand and said, "My sister is all right, let's go play!" " I was also happy, so I started a game with my sister.

About grandma's composition, this is my composition about being honest with grandma.

On a sunny Sunday, my mother and I went shopping happily.

Take bus 107 to the mall. We waited for a long time on the platform, and the bus finally came! I paid the money and ran to the car as fast as I could. How many people are riding today! There are only three seats left. My mother, I and a little sister have taken the empty seats.

When I was sitting in the car, I thought, "Our city is really beautiful!" While I was looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, the bus stopped again. No one got on the bus this time, but a white-haired grandmother got on the bus. Grandma has white hair and looks over 60 years old. She got on the bus with a bag of vegetables in one hand and a cane in the other. But there are no empty seats in the car. I hesitate to give up my seat. If I give up my seat, I will always stand, but if I don't, my grandmother will always stand. Just when I was thinking, a sweet voice interrupted my train of thought. I saw a little sister stand up from her seat and say, "Grandma, please sit down!" " "Grandma said gratefully," Thank you, little friend. " "You're welcome, this is what I should do." Little sister's face showed a smile, and grandma's kind face also showed a grateful smile. The passengers looked at each other approvingly like little sisters. My face has a fever. My sister and I are both young pioneers. My little sister is younger than me, but she gave her seat to her grandmother. I'm really ashamed of this senior. However, I understand a truth: people should care about each other, so that we can feel sweet and warm in each other's hearts!

4. Honesty grew with me.

Honesty is rain, washing the dust in people's hearts.

Honesty is thunder, which shakes people's hypocritical souls. I remember one time, my mother took me back from shopping. I wanted to drink milk tea, and my mother satisfied me.

She gave me 6 yuan to buy it. When she was about to take away the milk tea, the waiter said, I didn't pay her. I patted my forehead: "How could I forget?"

I was just about to pay. When I reached into my pocket, where was the money? I may have dropped it just now. I went out to look for it. It's too dark for me to find it. I have to negotiate payment with the waiter after school next time.

The waiter agreed. Two days have passed, and I am busy with my homework every time I go home.

The waiter must have thought I had broken my word and paid the money quickly. I'm so happy. The waiter also touched my integrity and said that I didn't expect you to send money again. You are really trustworthy.

Another time, my classmates saw that I bought a beautiful hairpin and wanted to buy it. I said, "I bought it from my grandmother."

So, she gave me money to buy that hairpin for her. Finally looking forward to the weekend, I said to my father, "Dad, take me to my grandmother's house. I want to buy a hairpin for my classmate. "

Dad won't. If you can't, you can't. You can still go. Tomorrow is Sunday.

In a blink of an eye, Sunday arrived, and I begged: "Dad, tomorrow is Monday, and you will take me to my grandmother's house today." Dad still won't.

Later, I quarreled with my father and was very unhappy. On Monday, my classmates asked me, "Where is the card?" I am embarrassed to answer: "Dad refused to take me to my grandmother's house, so I didn't buy it.

Maybe next week. "Next weekend, three uncle just back to my grandmother's house, take me to, I will buy a hairpin.

The classmate got the hairpin and smiled happily. I laughed too. I think honesty brings us happiness! Honesty is like soil, providing nutrition for countless seedlings; Honesty is like water, nourishing the branches and leaves of young trees, and making progress every day; Honesty is like a root, which provides courage and wisdom to the growing trunk and makes the small tree grow into a big tree.

5. Composition "I Help Grandma Buy Rice"

One day, we helped an old woman leave school, and Wu Keke and I went home together.

Walking, we saw an old woman lying on the ground moaning. So I said to Wu Keke, "Hey, let's go help this old lady." When Wu Keke heard this, he said, "Adults don't care about their own affairs. What do our children care about? " Wu Keke just finished, a young aunt on the side of the road came to us.

Aunt said to us, "don't do anything stupid, little friend." Be careful when she says you pushed her. " Aunt said and left.

I said to Wu Keke, "No, we should trust Grandma. Moreover, we can prove to each other that grandma was not pushed by us. " Speaking of which, Wu Keke nodded his head.

We walked together, trying to get Lao Ding to tie up the ghost and try to stand up, but she couldn't stand up with great effort. So, I said to my grandmother, "Grandma, I'll stop a taxi or two and take you to the hospital." Grandma nodded, perhaps speechless with pain.

After we sent grandma to the hospital and sat her down, I registered her for a doctor. The doctor looked at her and asked, "Son, are you grandma's person?" I asked Wu Keke to tell the doctor how we met grandma, and the doctor praised us and said, "You are really good children." Say that finish, he carefully gave grandma a detailed examination.

After the examination, the doctor said to us, "Grandma has a broken bone and needs to be hospitalized. Please pay the hospitalization fee first. " When we heard this, we said, "Doctor, we don't have any money with us. Can we let the grandmother be hospitalized first, and then call the grandmother's child and let him come and pay the bill? " The doctor said, "All right."

After grandma was lying in the hospital bed, we were all relieved. So I asked my grandmother, "Grandma, what's your child's phone number?" I called him and asked him to come over. "Grandma told us, I'll make a phone call.

After a while, an aunt came up to us and said, "children, thank you for helping your mother!" " Do you want me to take you home? "I said," no, aunt. We can go back by car ourselves. "After that, we said goodbye to grandma and her daughter.

When I got home, my mother asked me why I came back so late today. I told you what happened today. Later, my mother praised me as a good boy and said, "We should help people in trouble. In the future, if we have difficulties, others will help us. "

6. Grandma's composition is not less than 300 words, and she is grandma's little helper.

My grandmother is in the countryside, and there are some vegetable fields at home. Since I was sensible, I have often seen my grandmother riding her tricycle to work in vegetable fields, and we can always see fresh seasonal vegetables on our table. I know it's all my grandmother's efforts. So every time grandma goes to work in the fields, I always follow her, thinking that I can help her a little.

Once, my grandmother and I went to the fields to grow vegetables. In the field, I helped my grandmother dig a hole, plant cabbage, water and fill the soil ... for two hours, but I was exhausted.

But I think: grandma is so old and still so hard, I don't scream or get tired. So I said to my grandmother, "Grandma, I'm not tired. What else do I have to do? " Grandma said, "Yes. There are still many! " In this way, I worked with my grandmother again. After I finished, grandma said to me, "Jiajia, you are old enough to help adults." I'm so happy to hear that!

With a family, I try my best to help my grandmother do something that I can. For example, when grandma is short of cooking oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, I will take the initiative to help grandma go to the grocery store to buy it back; When grandma can't sew, I will take the initiative to help her sew. ...

My family praised me and said that I was grandma's little helper.

7. Help write a 400-word composition. I like wearing red hair clips. I am a 14-year-old girl. I like surfing the Internet and watching TV.

I like winter, which is a happy season. I like winter. It takes us back to the fairy tale castle.

Winter is a paradise for Mr. Penguin, an animal gentleman. Look! They are planning a big dance. On this elegant white stage, Penguin gentlemen perform in costumes, including Latin dance, belly dance, waltz and cha-cha! A little penguin accidentally slipped and fell.

Winter is a paradise for plum blossoms. Sister Meihua put on a snow-proof coat, and fluffy snowflakes slid across her cheeks, stroking Sister Meihua like a pair of big hands. Look-Sister Meihua is blushing.

Winter is a paradise for children. Winter has turned our beautiful city into a white castle. Children have become little soldiers, building walls, having snowball fights and making snowmen-this white world is full of children's laughter everywhere.

Winter is my paradise. I was born in winter, and my nickname is Xizi-which means the charm of white. Listen to dad, I wish I were as white as snow.

Winter is your season, my season and everyone's season. Let's enjoy ourselves in this beautiful season!

If you ask me which season I like best, I can't answer, because I like all four seasons. Spring, spring blossoms, willow branches sprout, everything recovers, and the ice and snow melt, which is exactly what people hope. As Zong Pu wrote, "I like willow branches in early spring best. They are so fresh and bright. When the willow branches swing, it seems to tell you that spring is coming. " . In summer, the sun is like fire, and a breeze blows, which makes people feel refreshed. I feel a little cold and comfortable in the hot sun. When I went to physical education class, I was sweating, which was really cool. It's really comfortable to spread a mat on the ground at night and sleep on it.

In autumn, leaves fall in succession, and the whole body is a golden world, a sea of leaves. The leaves creaked under their feet, like a sonata. The farmer's uncle had a bumper harvest and everyone was happy. The aunt in the orchard blushed like an apple. In winter, snowflakes are flying and laughter is constant. Children make snowmen and have snowball fights in the snow. It's really cold to get into bed at night. It will get warmer gradually, and it is really comfortable in spring and summer.

Choose two by yourself.

8. Grandma bought me a book when I started my composition.

My grandmother bought me a new composition book and asked me to make up my composition. The name of this book is: "A famous teacher teaches you a good composition; . The surface of the composition book looks like a rainbow. In the text, eight big characters are conspicuously written, paying attention to growth and education.

There are descriptions of people and interesting things, as well as landscapes and lyricism. Among them, my favorite is the teacher's appearance, talking about characters, and the interesting thing is cricket fighting. Hometown beauty writes about scenery, and I love my mother to write lyric. In order for us to absorb and better master new knowledge, teachers have racked their brains and tried every easy-to-understand method to make our curious children learn and grow easily. Look how well this little author writes!

I love my mother. It is true that only my mother is good in the world. My mother loved us selflessly and gave us a happy and wonderful childhood. My mother is like our eternal patron saint. Seeing us sick and anxious, I deeply felt the weight of children in my mother's heart and the helplessness without children. Mom, don't be afraid. The baby will be fine. Mom, I love you, and I will always be the patron saint to protect my mother.

How well these little authors write their compositions! I'm so touched ... I really admire them. This composition book that grandma bought for me is really good.

9. Write an 800-word composition by my sister.

My sister is only five years old this year. She is lively and lovely. She often wears two braids on her head, one on the left and the other on the right. When she moves up and down, her pink cheeks are white and red. Under her eyebrows, her eyes are like two night pearls, shining with wisdom. I can see at a glance that she is a clever girl with a glib tongue, but she has very bad bad hair-she loves to cry.

If, like us, she fell on the potholed concrete road, broke her skin and cried in pain, it would be understandable. In that case, sometimes adults can't stand it. But what about her? As long as you don't follow her wishes at all, you will lose your temper; I accidentally bumped into the corner of the table when I was playing alone. It didn't hurt very much, and I also burst into tears with a "wow". It stands to reason that a five-year-old child should learn to bear such a trivial matter and learn to be strong.

Once at lunch, she lost her temper, refused to eat, pestered her grandmother, and wanted to eat lollipops. Grandma deliberately ignored her. My sister shouted a few times, but my grandmother still didn't move, so she began to do her trick and cried, "I ... I want to eat, I want to eat sticks ... lollipops ..."

Grandma said, "Do you still want to have lunch?"

My sister thought she was going to buy her candy, so she got angry and cried, "No!" " Hearing this, grandma flew into a rage and said, "if you don't eat, you won't get any candy!" " "

My sister cried even more. She cried and said, "I ... want to eat lollipops ... candy."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth wide, shook his grandmother's arm and sobbed, "Eat … eat, I want to … eat."

I was doing my homework in the house, and her crying really made the gods cry. That's a new type of biological weapon! It bothers me.

Another time, my sister's crying almost made me go to war with my grandmother. At noon, my grandparents are busy in the kitchen, only hearing the sound of cooking. My sister stood in the aisle of the kitchen and living room and shouted at grandma: "grandma!" Grandma! Come here! " Grandma can hear you.

Sister shouted again: "Grandma! Grandma! Come on! "

My sister's eyes narrowed into a crack, her feet kept stamping on the floor and even shouted a few times. When she saw that grandma didn't respond, she saw her neck lift, her mouth open and she cried sadly. This cry is earth-shattering and magnificent, as if only her cry echoed between heaven and earth for an instant.

I am reading in my room, and my ears are very sharp. At this time, I was forced into the kitchen and told my grandmother that my sister was crying again.

Grandma snorted and said, "Did you make her angry again?" When I heard this, I was so angry that I almost quarreled with my grandmother. My heart is very unpleasant, and my eyes are blurred. I really want to beat my sister up.

I tried to suppress my anger and said to my grandmother, "Grandma, ask her if I have offended her!" " "Grandma to comfort my sister.

Alas, my sister loves to cry so much, although she is naturally likable.

Poor brother's heart!