I wash my grandmother's feet.

Today, the teacher gave us an assignment-to do something to honor our elders. Thinking and thinking on the way after school, I don't know what to do. Finally decided to wash grandma's feet once!

After dinner, I poured foot bath water and put my hand into the basin to test the water temperature: "Ah, it's so hot!" " "Quick add some cold water, the water temperature is just right. Grandma watched me pour water and said, "Oh, help me prepare foot washing water." She is about to put her foot into the basin. I said, "Grandma, let me help you wash your feet! The teacher said that filial piety comes first, and as a junior, we should honor our elders. ""Help me wash it, "grandma said with a smile." Grandma's feet stink. Are you scared? "I'm not afraid. When I was a child, grandma didn't even stink when she shit for me. What's the smell of my feet! " Grandma didn't say anything, just put her foot into the basin. I lowered my head, carefully washed my grandmother's feet, washed the mud that kept up with my feet, washed the soil on the instep, washed the sweat between my toes, and washed the hard work of the whole day. It's so quiet in the room that I occasionally hear the water clattering in the basin. Grandma's feet are thick and thin, with wrinkles and calluses on the soles. Grandma watched me play with her feet silently. Suddenly, I found grandma's eyes moist.

I washed my grandmother's feet once today, and she was moved to cry. Since I was born, my grandmother has devoted a lot of labor and effort. She gave me the most selfless love. That kindness is as heavy as a mountain I secretly said to myself, "from now on, I will do more things for grandma."

I wash grandma's feet.

Today, when I came back from school, I did my homework first. After I finished my homework, grandma cooked for me. I said, grandma, your cooking is really delicious.

I thought, why not midnight? Really. After thinking for a while, I said to myself, forget it. I'll read some books first. After watching it for a while, in the evening, I happily brought a pot of hot water to my grandmother. I thought to myself, if I iron my grandmother's feet, her feet will be very comfortable.

I said, Grandma, you are sitting on the sofa. Grandma said: What am I doing on the sofa? I said: Grandma, leave it alone. Grandma said: OK.

I took hot water, and I said, Grandma, I want to wash your feet. What are you doing washing my feet? It will be very comfortable to iron your feet. Grandma smiled at me. I quickly put on my grandmother's slippers, took off my socks and washed her feet. After washing for a while, I felt that the water was not hot. I gave her some hot water. I asked her: Are your feet comfortable? Grandma said to me: very comfortable. Grandma went on to say: when you grow up, you will understand. That time, my hand was broken. You go and buy me a band-aid and wrap it up for me.

Wash grandma's feet

My grandmother is an ordinary farmer. She doesn't like dressing up. She looks a little rustic. Therefore, I have always admired other students' grandmothers' decent foreign clothes, and their children and grandchildren who walked beside them also got light. This vanity makes my relationship with my grandmother more and more alienated with my age. I don't know her troubles, and I don't care if she asks her.

Yesterday, the teacher assigned a special assignment-washing feet for parents or grandparents. At first, the students thought the teacher was joking, but I didn't expect the teacher to say, "Every student must finish it. After writing, if you want to write a composition on it, you must have true feelings. " As soon as the teacher's words fell, the classroom immediately boiled up and everyone talked about it. On the way home, I kept thinking: what should I do? Grandma works in the field every day and her feet are smelly and dirty. If she doesn't do it, she can't finish the task. I'm so worried!

When I got home, I finished my homework and sat in a chair and began to worry. Grandma saw my sad face and asked with concern, "What's the matter? What's wrong? " I faltered and said to my grandmother, "Grandma, today ... the teacher left an assignment today ... hmm ..." Why? No? "No ..." Words to the mouth and swallow it down. "Then do it quickly!" After that, grandma stopped asking and went to cook.

It's already ten o'clock at night, and I'm still confused. Grandma dragged her tired body and washed her feet with a washbasin. At this time, my heart beat faster and my mind kept flashing "homework, homework". I finally got up the courage to grab the basin in grandma's hand and said awkwardly, "Today ... I will wash your feet today." Grandma looked at me and said in surprise, "I'm not an 80-90-year-old woman. I can wash myself." "Grandma, the homework assigned by the teacher at this time must be completed."

I brought water and sat grandma in the chair. I feel hot and dry all over. I hesitated and held out my hand slowly. I found my hands shaking slightly. Grandma seems to see my embarrassment. He pushed my hand away and said to me, "I feel very uncomfortable." I'd better do it myself! " ""no, I'll do it. "I didn't know courage until this time. I suddenly reached into the basin, gently lifted the water and washed my grandmother's feet with water. Grandma has a thick layer of calluses on her feet. I asked, "Does grandma hurt?" Grandma smiled and shook her head, and then said to me, "Remember? I washed your feet when you were young. You always slap the water with those little feet and spill it all over me. You're still smiling. That's naughty. Now that I am grown up, I can wash my grandmother's feet, alas! Grandma is old! "I looked up and saw grandma wiping tears from her face." Grandma, I ... "I choked up at this moment, and I was ashamed of my hesitation just now.

I wash every part of grandma's phone carefully. I dry grandma's feet with a towel. Grandma smiled and smiled with relief and happiness. I saw a crystal tear on her little face. At the moment, I feel much more relaxed.