Character Description Composition 500 Grandma

1. Character description composition 500 words There is a "spice girl" in our class, whose surname is Zhang. She is of medium height, and her dark face is embedded with Ming Che's big eyes. Wearing "Nike" sportswear, a pair of invincible hot wheels at the foot, and a short hair blown like a haystack by the wind. I thought she was a boy if I didn't look carefully!

The hot girls in our class are not to be taunted, although they are girls. If you piss her off, no one can guarantee the consequences. Move out of the Jianghu, or sneak home. When you are heavy, you are out of breath. Who will be unlucky enough to encounter a "volcanic eruption"? It's not that the egg hits the stone-it's overreaching! I saw a hot girl named Zhang Avalanche. That guy finally gained a foothold, and we Zhang Daxia kicked a shadowless foot in Foshan and caught our opponent off guard. In order to save his life, the poor man had to use thirty-six tricks-walking is the best!

In fact, don't look at a hot girl like us, so overbearing and dominating the Jianghu. She has troubles, too. She told me that she didn't want to be the boss in the Jianghu anymore. She wants to turn into a lady. However, who can imagine a hot girl becoming a lady? I thought: She must be joking with me!

The next day, the spice girl really changed into a lady's dress, and even my super friend who is tired of being together every day almost didn't recognize it. She is wearing a pink dress, a pair of white leather shoes, and even her schoolbag is not as cool as before. She looks like a good girl.

But as the saying goes: things are only three. Our hot girl's image as a good girl didn't last three days. She said to me, "It's too hard to be a lady. I'd better be my Jianghu leader again! " As she spoke, she fiddled with her haystack fashion hairstyle. Alas, she is a leopard cannot change her spots.

On the other hand, the spice girl is still very kind, but sometimes she likes to be brave and refuses to give up! However, kindness is a good thing, but you'd better change your hot temper and make as many friends as possible. Students only live in harmony, not fight.

Although it has been a long time since the 500-word composition about character description, it is unforgettable to me, and his thin figure often appears in front of my eyes.

It was a day of summer vacation, and my parents worked overtime. I had nothing to do at home, so I went to the shop where my mother worked. 、

On the road, I saw many people crowded together by the roadside, forming a thick "human wall". What are they doing? Curiosity drove me to the "human wall" quickly, and I struggled into the gap between people. I finally got to the front. At first glance, it turned out to be a child drawing on the ground. I felt bored and was about to leave, but suddenly I found that the child's left hand was disabled, so I looked back at his painting carefully. I saw that his paintings were vivid and colorful, which amazed onlookers.

I listened carefully to people's comments, only to see an uncle's praise: "This child is really good, so beautiful at such a young age, and he is disabled." It's really hard for him. " An eldest sister-in-law took it over and said, "That's because my child is older than him, and the painting is not as good as him!" " "An old man patted the child on the shoulder and said," The child draws hard and the old man supports you! ""... people's caring words and enthusiastic encouragement made the children laugh comfortably. People bought paintings from him one after another, and I didn't want to lag behind, so I took out two yuan to buy a painting.

I hung this not-so-beautiful picture in my study. Whenever I encounter difficulties in my study, I will look at this painting and think about its owner. I will immediately rush to the whole body full of energy and stick to it until I succeed.

August 7th, 20 10, which is an unforgettable day.

There is a beautiful place with beautiful scenery. People work at sunrise, rest at sunset and live a happy life. It's called Zhouqu, but such a beautiful place was destroyed by a sudden mudslide overnight.

2065438+00 At around 22: 00 on August 7th, people in Zhouqu were entering a sweet dream land when they suddenly heard a loud thunder, and then they heard people crying. At that moment, nothing was ruthlessly covered by this mudslide. At dawn the next day, people clearly saw the face of their home, and they were the only one left around. Faced with the pain of losing their loved ones, they didn't despair, but cheered up. In order to save their homeland, they buried their inner pain in their hearts.

3. My grandmother writes 450 words, using the methods of detail description and character description. Whenever I see a kind old man, I can't help thinking of my strong and hardworking grandmother.

My grandmother is 80 years old this year, and there is a lonely and hurt heart hidden in her tough body. Not long after my grandmother gave birth to a sister-in-law, my grandfather helped my brother find an enemy. As a result, he was killed. In this way, an ordinary woman in my village became a widow. Up to now, my grandmother has been suffering from the hardships of raising seven children alone.

When grandma was almost 70 years old, her father forced her to live in the city. Grandma has just arrived home, and her mother has prepared a sumptuous meal, a new bed and some new clothes. Grandma saw the common dishes in front of me and said to her father doubtfully, "Did you come today?" Dad frowned, then smiled and jokingly said to grandma, "Yes, today is a distinguished guest, and this distinguished guest is my mother." Grandma frowned and her face immediately sank: "What happened to your baby? It's not like I have no food for cooking so many dishes! " Dad looked puzzled at first, then suddenly realized, and whispered to his grandmother, "Mom, it's been decades. What year, month and day did you have a full meal? " We sincerely repay you! Now, just one meal. Do you want to refuse? "After listening to dad, dad never said anything. The tight muscles on the face are slowly relaxed.

After dinner, grandma took out her clothes and prepared to take a bath. Mother quickly took the patched clothes from grandma and put on the new clothes she had prepared. Grandma reluctantly looked at the old clothes in her mother's hand: "Daughter-in-law, don't throw them away, after all, they have been worn for decades ..." Grandma didn't go on, but her mother nodded, put on new clothes, slept in a new bed, covered with a new quilt, and became familiar with the new environment, but she still missed the countryside and grandpa in her heart.

After all, one day a month later, grandma said that she missed the empty old house in the village and several neglected vegetable fields, and insisted on going back to her hometown. Although my parents didn't want to, they finally agreed.

When grandma left, she touched my head with her old rough hands and said happily, "You are very similar to your grandfather. Do it well! " "

Looking at grandma's fading back, I think grandma is getting taller and bigger.

4. The composition describing the characters is 500 words urgent. My grandmother and I have been living together.

My grandmother is a middle school teacher. She has bright eyes under her black eyebrows. She is not tall and her chubby body is always so busy.

Grandma is very serious and responsible for her work, and I admire her very much. Grandma is over 500 years old and still cares about her students. Students come to her for help, big or small.

I remember one night last winter, the cold wind kept blowing. Grandma and I had just fallen asleep when we heard someone knocking at the door. When the door opened, it turned out to be a student. The student said, "Teacher, one of our students who lives on campus is ill. Our teacher is not here. Would you please take a look? " Grandma put on her clothes and left without saying anything.

It was not until 4 o'clock in the morning that grandma dragged her tired body back. Looking at her purple face with cold, I touched her cold hand and asked, "Grandma, are you cold?" Grandma smiled and said, "What does it matter to be cold if you do something for the students?" Grandma's words remain deeply in my memory.

Grandma cares about her students in every way, but she has no time to take care of her health. Every night, grandma prepares lessons until late at night. Sometimes when I wake up and see it, I feel distressed and say to my grandmother, "Grandma, it's time for you to go to bed."

Grandma said, "Go to sleep. I have to go to school tomorrow. If I don't prepare lessons carefully, how can I give lectures to students tomorrow? " I don't want to interrupt grandma's thoughts any more, so I nodded helplessly. Looking at her more and more white hair, my eyes are moist.

I fell asleep unconsciously. In my dream, I saw my grandmother. Holding flowers in her hand, she faced a group of children with a happy smile on her face ... In a blink of an eye, I also became a people's teacher, and I was walking in her footsteps.

I have a good father who is silent. When he was with his mother, he heard her talking all the time. My father just keeps smoking and answers once in a while, and most of them are just a sentence or two.

When the guests came home, their father accompanied them to dinner, neither letting wine nor persuading them to eat. It is impolite to eat only your own food.

It's the same for us children. He seldom asks about our study. He thinks that learning is our own business.

Ask him if you have any questions. He also said that you should ask the teacher. My father is a farmer, but in my eyes, many places are not like real farmers.

My father finished primary school and dropped out of school because of poverty in the second grade of junior high school. Then he and several companions ran to Baotou without telling their grandparents, where they went to a technical secondary school for two years.

Later, due to natural disasters in the 1960s, the school was dissolved, and my father returned to his hometown to continue to be his farmer. My father wrote a very good hand of calligraphy. Whoever has a wedding or funeral in the village always respectfully asks his father to be a cashier and write something down.

Spring Festival is a busy season for my father. The villagers sent red paper to my house early and asked my father to write Spring Festival couplets. Often, before the Spring Festival, my family has long been filled with festive atmosphere.

When I was a child, my father asked me to learn to write letters to my uncle in Shandong. What format, how to call it and how to sign it are all taught by my father.

Although I like his handwriting, I haven't practiced it for a long time, and it hasn't been shapeless until now. When I go home and have a drink with my father until I am happy, my father always points at me and says, "As far as you are concerned, you are still a Chinese department or a teacher. The writing is not as good as that of a farmer like me. "

I can only smile and nod. Father is a man who loves books.

Every time he goes out, he always puts a book in his bag. There is really nothing to read, so I have to bring some newspapers.

I remember my father bought books by himself, including Water Margin, Stories of Eastern Zhou Countries, Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio and Three Stories by Feng Menglong, which were published in 1975. During the slack season, other men play cards or gamble, and my father reads on the kang.

On rainy and snowy days, I read books all day. In the past two years, my father was dazzled, so he bought a pair of reading glasses himself and didn't forget to study.

I sometimes look carefully, and the old man really looks like a literati. When I went home this summer vacation, I rummaged through the bookcases and found a set of "Wonders of Ancient and Modern Times" by the old man in Ming Dynasty, which was engraved in Daoguang period of Qing Dynasty. Unfortunately, one roll is missing.

I said to him, give me this book. Father said yes, but I can't see at all.

My father often said to me with emotion, "During the Cultural Revolution, all the books left by your grandfather when he was a private school teacher were burned while I was cooking, for fear of getting into trouble. It's worth it if you don't stay until now. "

So I am also very emotional. Fortunately, our generation will never catch up with the era of "burning books".

Of the three children in my family, my father loves me the most. He said I could sit still and behave myself. I ran in the street all day in winter, sweating all over, and my cotton trousers were wet with heat.

Before getting up in the morning, my father always lights the stove early, then turns my cotton trousers over by hand and bakes them near the stove bit by bit, shaking them slowly while baking. Soon, I saw plumes of hot air coming out of my cotton trousers. After baking, dad will rub cotton trousers with his two pairs of big hands to make them soft.

When I put it on again, I felt very warm. My father is a restless man. He often polishes my shoes, and he polishes them carefully every time.

Every day, my father takes out the bike I rode at school, and when I get home at night, my father takes care of it for me every time. His job is to clean the car and cheer up.

In his eyes, I always seem to be a child. All the books I read at school were covered by my father himself and written with a brush.

I have been a teacher for so many years, and my high school textbooks are still well preserved. Sometimes I see him say that this book is useless. Please sell it.

Father always said, "keep it, keep it, you will hate it if you use books." I went to college in Nanjing for four years. Every time my father writes to me, the letter always ends with, don't worry about money, eat well and take care of your health.

He seldom tells me to study hard, but after reading my father's letter, I naturally know how to study. Now, I have been a father for more than ten years.

When the child was young, he refused to take medicine because of illness. He often beats children, but he is older, and I often beat him because he doesn't like going to kindergarten. Until now, I haven't studied hard and failed in the exam. I scolded my children, too.

Think about my father's attitude towards me, and then think about my attitude towards my children. I'm really ashamed. My dad and I meet several times a year, and he gets old as soon as we meet.

5. Write a composition on the topic of "Grandma", with more than 800 words. In the evening, school is over.

Sitting on the bus home, I was pecking at myself: I wonder what delicious food my mother is cooking for me. When I got off the bus, I ran straight home.

I can't wait to knock. The door opened and a kind face greeted me. "Grandma," I couldn't help crying. "When did you come?" Dad took over at this moment: "Your grandmother's teeth are broken. This time, she came to the hospital to see a doctor. "

When I took a closer look, my grandmother's cheeks were swollen. It's hard to talk.

Grandma helped me unload my schoolbag and asked me kindly in a low voice how my study was going. I said it was ok. I was the fifth in my class. Grandma smiled with relief and patted me on the shoulder.

Grandma has lived in the countryside since she was a child. She is a thrifty servant. Whether it is food, clothing or use, it has never been wasted.

Take the socks she is wearing now as an example. They are all patches. Mother said to her, "Mom, the living standard has improved now, please throw it away!" " I will buy you a new pair. "

But grandma said, "it's still wearable, and you can't see it in your shoes." Why spend that money? " Grandma has a habit of always turning off the lights in the empty room at night, making the whole room dark except the lights in the living room.

Dad said to grandma, "mom, this lamp doesn't use much electricity. Let it light when it is on!" " Grandma nodded and didn't speak, but she never forgot to turn off the lights. After a long time, dad had to say nothing.

Grandma is very concerned about my study. She never bothers me as long as I do my homework. Sometimes she stands beside me quietly and watches me write, even though she doesn't know a word.

Grandma once told me that when she was young, it was feudal times. Parents only let boys go to school, and girls have to do housework at home. Grandma, as the boss, had to help her parents do housework early. I think grandma is watching me write, which is probably a comfort for not reading when I was a child! Grandma is a hard-working person and can't stay at home for a day.

Always trying to help my family do something. But grandma can neither use washing machine nor cook with natural gas, so she has to sweep the floor and clean the tables and cabinets at home.

Mom and dad advised him to have a rest. She always says that exercise is good for health. As long as grandma comes, my home is always neat and orderly.

My parents and I respect and love grandma very much. Dad accompanied grandma to the hospital in time to find the best doctor to cure grandma's teeth.

My mother knows that grandma has diabetes. Every time she cooks, she tries to satisfy grandma's taste and gives her a coat. I often tell grandma some interesting stories to make her laugh. On holidays, my family goes shopping with my grandmother and goes to the park.

Unconsciously, my grandmother lived in my house for more than a month and returned to the countryside before the Spring Festival. I always miss her and stare at the distance. I seem to see grandma's kind face and smile at me.

6. Wait for my grandmother's 400-word character composition online. Thank you!

Grandma is in her early sixties. Seeing her healthy body, rough hands and gray hair reminds me of many childhood memories. . . . . .

When I was a child, my grandmother loved me the most. My parents have no time to accompany me, so I have to be looked after by my grandmother. My grandmother loves me in every way and always gives me the best food and the best love. She always takes me shopping, which broadens my horizons.

That day, my mother was very angry because I made a mistake. She picked up the clothes hanger, patted my leg and scolded me. My legs trembled and hurt badly, and I held back the tears in my eyes. My grandmother saw it and quickly helped me up and said to her mother, "How can you treat children like this? After all, as a child, she is bound to make mistakes! It doesn't matter, son. " My tears are rolling in my eyes, and my grandmother is holding me. Suddenly, I feel how warm grandma's arms are!

Grandma's love for me may be infinite. She always treats me as the apple of her eye and doesn't let me get hurt. ...

Grandma, thank you for your meticulous care for me, just like the kindness of spring sunshine to grass. I can never repay this love that is higher than the mountain and deeper than the sea. Thank you, it is you who have melted the ice and snow around me and made our life still like spring. Thank you for the time you spent with me ...

7. Character description composition 500 words There is a "spice girl" in our class, whose surname is Zhang.

She is of medium height, and her dark face is embedded with Ming Che's big eyes. Wearing "Nike" sportswear, a pair of invincible hot wheels at the foot, and a short hair blown like a haystack by the wind.

I thought she was a boy if I didn't look carefully! The hot girls in our class are not to be taunted, although they are girls. If you piss her off, no one can guarantee the consequences. Move out of the Jianghu, or sneak home. When you are heavy, you are out of breath.

Who will be unlucky enough to encounter a "volcanic eruption"? It's not that the egg hits the stone-it's overreaching! I saw a hot girl named Zhang Avalanche. That guy finally gained a foothold, and we Zhang Daxia kicked a shadowless foot in Foshan and caught our opponent off guard. In order to save his life, the poor man had to use thirty-six tricks-walking is the best! In fact, don't look at a hot girl like us, so overbearing and dominating the Jianghu.

She has troubles, too. She told me that she didn't want to be the boss in the Jianghu anymore. She wants to turn into a lady. However, who can imagine a hot girl becoming a lady? I thought: She must be joking with me! The next day, the spice girl really changed into a lady's dress, and even my super friend who is tired of being together every day almost didn't recognize it.

She is wearing a pink dress, a pair of white leather shoes, and even her schoolbag is not as cool as before. She looks like a good girl.

But as the saying goes: things are only three. Our hot girl's image as a good girl didn't last three days. She said to me, "It's too hard to be a lady. I'd better be my Jianghu leader again! " As she spoke, she fiddled with her haystack fashion hairstyle.

Alas, she is a leopard cannot change her spots. On the other hand, the spice girl is still very kind, but sometimes she likes to be brave and refuses to give up! However, kindness is a good thing, but you'd better change your hot temper and make as many friends as possible. Students only live in harmony, not fight.

8. The composition describes 500 people, my cousin.

I have a naive, lovely, intelligent and lively cousin. He has a pair of big eyes, and when he thinks, his black eyes turn straight in his eyes. Cousin can show a pair of white and neat little teeth when she smiles, which is very interesting. I like him very much.

My cousin lives in grandma's house. Once, he told his grandmother that he liked Xiaohua Mall. Grandma loves her cousin and listens to him. He asked me to watch my cousin and buy Xiaohua Mall on the street. Grandma bought a lively and beautiful Xiaohua Mall. My cousin jumped for joy when he saw the lively and lovely Xiaohua Mall, so he ran to grandma's side, played with the lovely Xiaohua Mall, stroked it gently, and hummed beautiful Xiaohua Mall songs in his mouth. Then Xiaohua Mall pawed at his cousin's pants. Grandpa saw it, picked up Xiaohua Mall and threw it away. My cousin burst into tears when he saw it. He said, "Grandpa is bad, but Xiaohua Mall is not sensible. If you want to educate him, how can you throw him away If I am not sensible, will you abandon me? You see how pathetic! " Everyone laughed. Grandpa quickly picked up Xiaohua Mall and said to his cousin, "Yes, the kitten is not sensible. My brother will educate it!"

Another time, my cousin was playing in the house. He didn't listen to his grandmother and insisted on playing with his bike. As a result, he accidentally overturned his bike and pinned his finger. He quickly broke his finger and burst into tears. At this moment, grandma heard crying and ran out of the room. Seeing this, she was angry and funny, so she didn't go to physics and chemistry. He stopped crying for a while and peeked through his fingers to see if grandma paid attention to him. He found that grandma ignored him and went to her to laugh.

How interesting and lovely my cousin is! I like him very much.

9. Write Grandma's composition in 500 words. My grandmother.

My grandmother, a short and chubby old lady, always walks with small steps. Therefore, I said grandma was dancing, not walking. Grandma's hair has turned gray and her face is covered with wrinkles. Wrinkles are like throwing a brick into the water, and ripples keep spreading outward.

Grandma is a famous "saver". She always pays attention to economy everywhere. For example, she turns off the lights every day and turns them off when no one is around. So I go home every night and feel like I'm in a cave. It's dark and I can't see anything. But sometimes I make jokes because of this habit. Once, she wanted to cook in the kitchen. She habitually turned off the light and went into the kitchen. "Alas, strange? Why is it so dark? " I found out at first sight that I turned off the light, and I didn't turn it on myself. I work in the dark. So, I joked that grandma belongs to a cat, and the darker it is, the clearer it is.

Another time, I washed my face in the bathroom, and suddenly it was dark and I couldn't see anything. I suddenly shouted, "Power failure!" "Grandma came running with small steps and asked," What's the matter? What happened? No power failure? "When I arrived at the door and found me in the bathroom, I was surprised and asked," Why are you in there? "Grandma thought the bathroom was empty, so she turned off the light. Unexpectedly, she gave me a big fright.

Grandma's water is also necessary. Every time she boils water, she always lets it flow slowly. After washing her hands, the water will stay in the basin to flush the toilet.

Of course, all kinds of rubbish at home, such as empty bottles and waste newspapers, can't escape her eyes. As long as you see it, you must tidy it up and keep it for sale.

This is just my grandmother, an amiable grandmother, an interesting grandmother and an economical grandmother.

10. About grandma's composition, 500 words qt platform 1 103 is recommended by class 2 Mei Niang.

Although half of my grandmother's hair has turned white and there are several wrinkles on her face, her hands are still very dexterous.

Grandma can knit sweaters. Almost all my sweaters are knitted by grandma. Grandma knitted me a white rabbit, a snake, a white swan, a puppy, a chicken and a panda. These animals came alive under grandma's hand, especially the little panda, with a bamboo in her arms, her eyes wide open and her English name woven under it.

Grandma can also embroider. The lotus leaf embroidered by grandma is vivid and beautiful. Lotus leaf is like a small umbrella. Some lotus flowers are in bloom, others are not. This painting is very big and hangs in our living room!