Grandma gave me money to write a composition of three or four hundred.

Family is like a cup of coffee, full of rich fragrance. A sip is refreshing, refreshing and warm. Emotion is a hand that never lets go. Clap your hands when you succeed, lend a helping hand when you fail, and your family will linger and come back. I opened the old photo album and found a picture of a man with silver hair, short stature and emaciated physique, as if the wind would fall down as soon as it blew. She, my grandmother, is full of feelings for her.

Grandma is a thrifty person. She refused to take supplements from her parents. She "haggles over every ounce" when buying vegetables, and doesn't waste water and electricity. But grandma is very generous to me. I always buy what I want to eat, regardless of the price. When I was in primary school, I went to my grandmother's house every day. My grandmother treats me as a waiter. I remember one day, my grandmother came to my house for dinner, and the food was very rich. Among them is a bowl of braised pig's trotters. I don't like fat meat, so I didn't touch this bowl of food when I was eating. My grandmother saw it and told me the benefits of a comprehensive diet. She also put a large piece of fat in my bowl and said, "Eat it and give you 2 yuan!" " I said, "it's only 2 yuan, which is not enough for me to plug my teeth." 20 yuan is almost the same! " "Grandma listened, without saying anything, took out 20 yuan's paper money, threw it on the table and said," Eat! "I didn't think joking, grandma took it seriously. What she said is like spilled water, which can never be taken back. In desperation, I had to eat this fat meat. Grandma really kept her promise and gave me the money. Does grandma just want me to eat a piece of fat? No, I have a partial eclipse since I was a child. Grandma wants me to get rid of this problem and grow up healthily.