Come to my house to write a composition around Grandma 800.

1. Composition "Grandma and Me" 800 words Grandma is an indispensable person to make me happy. As soon as I arrived at my grandmother's house, I felt extremely happy and relaxed. Without mom's nagging and dad's monitoring, this is my happy world.

Every winter and summer vacation is my happiest time. My parents have to go to work during the day and send me to my grandmother's house early in the morning. At that time, I was humming a ditty all the way, with a happy face.

Grandma is a cheerful and carefree person, learning to dance, singing and paper-cutting ... I really don't believe that she is a beginner when I see those beautiful and vivid paper-cutting in grandma's house. I was eager to try and said to my grandmother, "Grandma, you cut it beautifully. Can you teach me, too I am definitely better looking than you. " Grandma readily agreed. She brought a pair of scissors and a pile of colorful handmade paper and said to me, "Doby, at first, grandma taught you the simplest things, and you won't be interested until you learn them well." I followed my grandma confidently, folding and cutting … but the first time, I cut a big hole. Grandma smiled and said, "It seems simple, but it is very difficult to finish. Paper-cutting must be clever and careful, and origami should also be exquisite. At first, you can sketch with a pen, cut by lines, pay attention to the weight of cutting, and then you will find the trick when you are skilled. " I nodded my head hard and watched grandma's movements carefully. I finished my first work quickly according to my grandmother's method. Although it is not good, it is still highly praised by grandma. The next few, one is better than the other. I am very excited to put my masterpiece on the window of grandma's balcony. Whenever I see them, I think of when I was a beginner.

Grandma won't scold me or criticize me. But she doesn't spoil me or indulge me. Grandma told me a lot of knowledge and truth while giving me happiness, and also taught me what I couldn't learn from my parents. Grandma made me a relaxed and happy child!

2. Write an 800-word narrative about "My Grandma". My grandmother is a sun, and every place she shines is full of warmth.

Grandma and I are related by blood. When I was very young, grandma's nursery rhyme was the best song I ever heard.

Lu is my grandmother's favorite song to sing to me. When I was a child, I simply thought that my grandmother made sounds with her voice. Now, I understand that it is her heart and her love singing. This is not a simple song, but the voice of an angel.

Grandma's cooking is the most delicious, and often a ham and cucumber can hold my appetite. Watching me eat with relish, grandma's face was full of smiles, spreading like chrysanthemums.

Grandma's cooking will not only arouse people's appetite, but also smile is the most common expression on grandma's face. As the saying goes, "smile, ten years old", look at grandma's photos, the first one is smiling, the second one is still smiling, and the third one is still smiling. The photo is a true portrayal of grandma's life! Grandma is a person who has confidence in life and will not get angry when she meets anything. Grandma works very hard. She never says a word, does one thing and treats us wholeheartedly.

Grandma dances very well! Like a graceful fairy, whenever familiar music plays, charming and elegant dances are displayed in front of people. Grandma's enthusiasm is unparalleled.

Whenever family and guests have any requirements, grandma will meet their requirements. Grandma is very hardworking. For my sister and me, grandma gave up her hometown in Changsha, Hunan Province and went to Zhengzhou to take care of me and my sister.

Whenever my sister and I get good grades, grandma will be incoherent with joy. When my sister got the admission notice from the foreign language school, grandma was so excited that she was about to cry. Grandma is a piano. When you see her and play with it, you will find that she is very good! I love my grandmother, but she is old now. I will study hard to repay her love for me! My grandmother "saws, saws, sings a big play in front of the door, picks up her daughter, marries her daughter-in-law, and her little nephew is also going. Grandma cooked a big egg, but it was not cooked well or burnt. Why is the little nephew in such a hurry? " Children's songs will be told to your children from time to time, but the story behind the songs has a tight knot in your heart. It is a hope to go back to my mother's house with my mother and visit my grandmother often. This kind of hope has always involved the most sensitive string in your heart, which makes it difficult for you to let go.

Grandma is over eighty years old. She is a little girl, and her body is still strong. She didn't stoop, but still walked as fast as the wind. As far as I can remember, I have seen her face no more than 10 times in these decades. My grandmother has many children and daughters, but I am the only nephew, so I will be spoiled and hindered.

I left home with my bag on my back, and I don't know when to go back. I go back to my hometown every few years. I don't know how many years she can live. It's not easy for old people. I must visit him when I go back. In the past, poor and strong mothers rarely went back to their parents' homes. Even if I go back, I will come and go in a hurry. Due to the influence of family education, they seldom ate out when they were young. They only go to grandma's house once a year during the Spring Festival. They don't eat when they go, and they don't go home until the Spring Festival. This incident has always made grandma's family uncomfortable. When they never came back, they let it turn the pages gently with the wind.

Grandpa died early, and grandma lived alone in her fifties. She had a strong personality and it was difficult to live with her children. Two low adobe houses, a big yard and 1 meter-high earth walls are where grandma lived. The weather in the north is particularly cold. At that time, the windows were all made of wood and paper. When a person goes up the mountain to collect firewood without burning it, he always burns the house warm and the heatable adobe sleeping platform is hot. It was in this warm little house that he left good memories.

I am a nostalgic person, so I always have a deep memory of the past. The clothes I wore when I was a child were all my sister's old clothes, so my mother changed them for me. These shoes are all made of thousands of layers and sewn into square uppers. I heard from my mother that many of them were sewn by my grandmother. Maybe it was too young at that time, and the days of wearing grandma's shoes have faded away, but I still remember that time.

At that time, I was about 5 or 6 years old, and my mother took me to visit my grandmother. It was in that big yard and low house that my gray-haired grandmother took out a pair of square-toed shoes with a thousand layers of blue cloth shoes with white edges and came over to let me try them on. I took it and kicked it, but I couldn't push it in. My grandmother and mother helped me put it on, but I couldn't. I kicked them on the windowsill (near the kang window) with the tip of my shoe, but it didn't help. With deep remorse on my face, I took off my shoes and realized at a glance that I put the leftover rags in my shoes and started your career journey. I wrote a resume of written test, real questions, interview and professional skills to guide civil servants. In order to put my shoes on my head and make them more comfortable, I forgot to take them out. Until my grandmother smiled and said, "You look really old, really old?" Maybe grandma is too bitter and getting older. Later, she remarried to a place near 100 km away. At that time, the traffic was inconvenient and it was difficult to see grandma. When she is a little older, all the doors and windows in the yard where grandma used to live are boarded up. The yard was covered with deep weeds, and the scene of vegetables in the garden became a memory. This yard has been abandoned for a long time. I don't know if anyone moved in later, but it changed a long time ago. But the desolate and dilapidated yard, the sad scene, was deeply imprinted in my mind. At that time, I was about 10 years old. I can't remember where my grandmother lived for many years, but I just kept an indelible image of her hard days.

I met my grandmother in 2008 and went back to my hometown to get married. I have no time to chat with grandma because I am in a hurry. I don't remember whether my grandmother really hurried back. If this is a fantasy, this is a beautiful fantasy. 20 1 1 During the Spring Festival, my wife went back to her hometown to have a baby. After returning home, she took her wife, mother and aunt to visit her grandmother. Her hair is still white and her waist is still not bent, but the wrinkles on her face are deeper and more obvious, and her ears are farther back. She ate in a hurry and left.

3. The happiness of grandma coming to my home Someone once said, "Home is a harbor of happiness." Today, with this longing for happiness, I watched Five Civilized Families and Ten Civilized Families. Many families are actually worth learning. Some people may say that this kind of selection activity is found in any region, so how many civilized families will there be? I want to say to those who have this idea: "a civilized family seems simple, but it is really difficult for you to do it." Civilized family refers not only to the word family, but also to the cooperation of the whole family. "

Among them, what moved me most was the Liu family in Laizhou. It can be said that her family is as old as treasure. Liu is a cleaner in the public toilet team of the Environmental Sanitation Department. He lived with his mother-in-law for more than 30 years. During these 30 years, no matter whether life is bitter or sweet, he has never had a face quarrel with his in-laws, only deep feelings.

Everyone in her family works outside, so the job of taking care of the elderly falls to Liu alone. Father and mother-in-law are old and sick, and need to be taken care of. They work in the fields during the day and cook and take care of the children when they get home. The old man and Liu live in the south of the village, while Liu lives in the north. There is no running water in the village, and Liu alone picks the water for her mother-in-law's family.

In fact, filial piety to in-laws seems simple, but it is not easy to really do it. Let's talk about our own elders. How many of us remember to honor them, remember to celebrate their birthdays, remember to taste delicious food for them, remember to invite them when we go out for dinner, and talk about myself first. Because I was in my hometown during the whole holiday, my grandparents gave me the most happiness and care. Every time I have breakfast, lunch and dinner, my grandmother cooks it in different ways. I'm afraid I won't eat. Even if I am sick and uncomfortable, grandma will get up and cook. Every time someone gives me a gift or something delicious, my grandparents will try it first. I feel sorry for my grandparents. In order to thank my parents, I personally cooked for my grandparents' birthday on August 10. I didn't know their favorite food until I asked my parents, sisters and grandparents' relatives in Harbin and Tianjin.

Do as you say. My third aunt came to help me. My grandparents are out. We immediately put the food on the table. I asked my father to buy cakes and my mother to buy clothes for my parents. Everything is ready. Turn off the lights and get ready to go. When my grandparents came back, I was shocked. I think this must be the happiest moment for my grandparents. When my grandparents ate the food I cooked, they smiled.

A happy family must have family members living together. Look at more and more tall buildings. Some people pursue high-end life, advanced enjoyment, material and money. The distance between houses is very close, but the distance between people is far away ... how many people really care about their elderly parents and elders? No matter how old we are now, we will grow old one day. What will our mood be like if our children treat us like this in the future?

Nowadays, people always keep up with the joneses, are realistic and selfish, and put profits, money, rights and status first. Some people even rob and kill people for money. Do you know that the people who feel the most sad about this are your parents? They raised you for so many years, but they got such a result. Are you worthy of them? There are still many people who think that money can buy everything and everything can be handled with money, but do you know? Nothing can be exchanged for only affection, only affection is priceless.

My grandparents taught me to write 800 words. Today is Sunday. As soon as I finished my homework, I came to grandma's house excitedly. I like listening to grandma's story best. I wonder how many wonderful stories are waiting for me today.

Grandma was very happy to see me coming. When sewing clothes, he will tell me stories.

I asked, "Grandma, who do you sew clothes for?" Grandma said, "This is your uncle's clothes. He will go out in a few days. I'll nail down the hole. " I said, "Grandma, uncle's family is so happy to live with grandma!" " "Grandma's face a kind smile. She said: "This is the thread in the hands of a kind-hearted mother, making clothes for her wayward son's body!" " I said, "This poem is really good, but it's a pity that I haven't learned it. "

Grandma, what story did you tell me today? Grandma looked at the needle in her hand and said, "Let's tell the story of the iron pestle grinding into a needle." I quickly said, "I told you."

So, grandma told me a story about Sima Guang smashing a jar. I really admire Sima Guang's wisdom. Just after finishing this story, grandma suddenly began to cry: "Oh, no, the needle fell to the ground and disappeared."

I started to help grandma find the needle, but we searched the whole room and there was no sign of the needle. I thought to myself: What would smart Sima Guang do if he were here? I had a brainwave and came up with a good idea.

I used a big magnet to suck on the ground, and the needle was finally attracted by the magnet. Grandma stroked my head and praised me for being smart. I said, "Grandma, this is actually a good way for you to give me!" " "Grandma was shocked, and then smiled.

When I got home, I was still very excited, and the story of Sima Guang still came to my mind. You can turn grandma into grandma.

5. Write an 800-word composition on the topic "Grandma loves me again". Grandma, please love me again. Grandma passed away, leaving us with deep love.

But it left me with a lifelong regret. Every time I think of that shameful thing, my heart is full of shame, and my face is red at the root of my neck, and I can't wait to find a crack to get in.

Grandma has been in bed for many years because of hemiplegia and heart disease. My mother often goes to see her. One day, my mother took me to my grandmother's house again.

On the way, my mother bought many big and red peaches for my grandmother. My grandmother was so happy to see us as soon as she came in. I came to her side, and she couldn't wait to hold me, stroking my head with trembling hands, kissing my face and smiling from ear to ear.

At this moment, my mother came up to me and said, "Yu Xia, go and wash the peaches for grandma." I readily agreed.

I went to the kitchen and poured out peaches. Boy, it's white and red, and the aroma is overflowing, which makes people drool. Usually such a good peach, my mother is reluctant to buy it for us. I saw gold like a beggar, his eyes shining.

"So many peaches, grandma a person to eat? I haven't tasted it much. " I thought to myself.

Seeing no one around, I picked the biggest and reddest one and put it in my mouth. I took a bite, and suddenly, a sweet smell came out of my mouth. Three times five divided by two, I ruined a peach.

It is delicious. Let's have another drink. Yes, man. I picked the best one.

"Jade chardonnay, haven't you washed? Grandma is waiting for dinner. " Hearing my mother's cry, I wolfed down the peach, wiped my mouth and took it out casually.

Mother picked the biggest one, peeled it and handed it to grandma. To my surprise, my grandmother handed me the peach and said, "Yu Xia, you'd better eat it. You usually eat less and eat more. "

Looking at grandma's kind face and kind eyes, I feel very small, selfish and guilty. I choked and said, "Grandma, you'd better eat. I am not hungry. "

Grandma said, "There are many, you can eat them." I dare not look at my grandmother. I looked down and took the peach. I put it to my mouth and took a small bite.

But somehow, my throat seems to be blocked and I can't swallow it. I don't know how I left my grandmother's house.

When I came home from school at noon the next day, my mother told me sadly, "My grandmother died of a heart attack last night." This is a bolt from the blue. My brain went blank and tears welled up in my eyes.

Grandma, why are you so cruel? Why don't you leave before I admit my mistake? How I blame myself, grandma. Please love me again. I kept calling, hoping grandma could hear me in the spirit of heaven. Although it has been a long time, I can't forget it for a long time. I'm always ashamed of her old man.

This irreparable mistake seems to have made me grow up at once, and I seem to understand a lot of life.

6. Write an 800-word composition on the topic "Grandma loves me again". Grandma, please love me again.

Grandma passed away, leaving us with deep love. But it left me with a lifelong regret. Every time I think of that shameful thing, my heart is full of shame, and my face is red at the root of my neck, and I can't wait to find a crack to get in.

Grandma has been in bed for many years because of hemiplegia and heart disease. My mother often goes to see her.

One day, my mother took me to my grandmother's house again. On the way, my mother bought many big and red peaches for my grandmother. My grandmother was so happy to see us as soon as she came in. I came to her side, and she couldn't wait to hold me, stroking my head with trembling hands, kissing my face and smiling from ear to ear. At this moment, my mother came up to me and said, "Yu Xia, go and wash the peaches for grandma." I readily agreed.

I went to the kitchen and poured out peaches. Boy, it's white and red, and the aroma is overflowing, which makes people drool. Usually such a good peach, my mother is reluctant to buy it for us. I saw gold like a beggar, his eyes shining. "So many peaches, grandma a person to eat? I haven't tasted it much. " I thought to myself. Seeing no one around, I picked the biggest and reddest one and put it in my mouth. I took a bite, and suddenly, a sweet smell came out of my mouth. Three times five divided by two, I ruined a peach. It is delicious. Let's have another drink. Yes, man. I picked the best one. "Jade chardonnay, haven't you washed? Grandma is waiting for dinner. " Hearing my mother's cry, I wolfed down the peach, wiped my mouth and took it out casually.

Mother picked the biggest one, peeled it and handed it to grandma. To my surprise, my grandmother handed me the peach and said, "Yu Xia, you'd better eat it. You usually eat less and eat more. " Looking at grandma's kind face and kind eyes, I feel very small, selfish and guilty. I choked and said, "Grandma, you'd better eat. I am not hungry. " Grandma said, "There are many, you can eat them." I dare not look at my grandmother. I looked down and took the peach. I put it to my mouth and took a small bite. But somehow, my throat seems to be blocked and I can't swallow it. I don't know how I left my grandmother's house.

When I came home from school at noon the next day, my mother told me sadly, "My grandmother died of a heart attack last night." This is a bolt from the blue. My brain went blank and tears welled up in my eyes. Grandma, why are you so cruel? Why don't you leave before I admit my mistake? How I blame myself, grandma. Please love me again. I kept calling, hoping grandma could hear me in the spirit of heaven.

Although it has been a long time, I can't forget it for a long time. I'm always ashamed of her old man. This irreparable mistake seems to have made me grow up at once, and I seem to understand a lot of life.

7. My grandmother's narrative is 800 words high, which highlights her kindness through the description of one thing. My grandmother is an old man in her sixties. She has short silver hair, bright eyes and wrinkled face. Although she is old, she feels very energetic, and everyone will greet her with a smile, which is very amiable.

She is a very kind person who thinks of me everywhere: when summer comes, she always makes me several sets of cotton silk clothes and tells me that it is cool and comfortable to wear cotton silk clothes in summer. In winter, my socks are torn, and my grandmother is reluctant to throw them away. She sewed them one by one and let me keep wearing them. She taught me to be frugal in my life with practical actions.

Grandma is also very concerned about my study. She often tests me from all angles. For example, she often asks me if I am doing well at school. Is it difficult to study? How about socializing with classmates at school? How was your performance? When I answered them one by one, I suddenly understood that my grandmother was not only understanding my situation at school, but also exercising my language skills. Every Saturday, I will go to my grandmother's house to write calligraphy. She will always stand by and watch me write, and sometimes remind me of my poor writing and let me correct it.

My grandmother is also very strict with me sometimes. During the summer vacation, I stayed at my grandmother's house for a week. When I get up in the morning, I always like to spin the top on the floor. My grandmother saw it and said to me with a straight face, "Get up in the morning, or go out for exercise, or look at the distance to relax your eyes, or study." So my game was terminated. Are you strict with my grandmother?

This is my grandmother, a caring person. I like my grandmother. Let me tell her from my heart: "

8. Write a 450-word composition on the topic of grandparents coming to my home. Yesterday at noon, I went to my grandmother's house, and I knew where my sister was. I am all smiles, because my sister is my best playmate.

At noon, my father took me to my grandmother's house and left. Time flies. It was lunch time in a blink of an eye, and grandma started cooking ahead of time. After a while, grandma finished her meal. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. I think Tianhao's brother is here. As a result, I guessed right. Brother Tianhao really came. I muttered, "What a coincidence this time!"

After dinner, my sister, grandpa and grandma play poker, sesame oil and Xiaowu. Grandpa always plays with us, and my sister and I watch him play cards very seriously, so we are not played by him.

After playing poker, the three of us rode bicycles to the beautiful Torch Park. We first came to the beach of Torch Park, playing with sand to make cakes, and then came to Pebble Huaxi, where the lake with figures was frozen, like a glittering jade reflected in front of our eyes. How beautiful! Finally, we came to the plastic runway of Torch Park. My sister and I ran three times and shouted "12 1, 12 1,121..."

Torch Park Whether it is winter or summer, whether it is autumn or spring, the torch park in all seasons is beautiful.

My relatives and my family composition 800 words My relatives and my family will always tolerate us no matter what we do wrong. This is pro. No matter what we ask, they will always try their best to contribute selflessly. This is love. Home is always home. No matter whether we are brilliant or poor outside, this is always our warmest harbor.

They were the first people to watch me cry and laugh. Thanks to their company all the way, I won't be afraid to grow up. They are my dear parents. No matter how many roles I play in my life, the only certainty is that they will never be my passers-by, because with them, my home will always be warm. I love my family and my home. Although there are thousands of words in my heart that I want to say to them, limited vocabulary can't express my deep love and gratitude. Even if they don't express their feelings as bluntly as I do, I can always clearly see their concern, vague expression and true feelings.

I woke up in the cradle and greedily occupied their love. No matter how I cry, they always feel that they have found a treasure. As I get older, I always ignore it more and more, but I don't know who their white hair is for.

Especially in the rebellious period of youth, I want to save face, no longer spoil them easily, and no longer like to communicate with them as often as before. I always thought I had grown up. I think their nagging is that they look down on themselves and don't trust themselves to do better, but I don't know that in their eyes, I will always be the little baby who didn't grow up. They love me very much. How could I not understand?

I always thought that I could. My world didn't need anyone's interference. I needed to release my space, but their concern brought me a cold turn, closed the door and let them express their condolences urgently outside. I like to be cool, but I also imitate others to light cigarettes and dress smartly. I also refute their criticism. I feel that they don't understand the life of our young people and are always preaching, so they choose to skip classes to hurt their expectations.

As a result, the relationship became more and more rigid, and it became cold. In the face of their tireless instructions, my heart was obviously warm, but I still went out without looking back. When Mother's Day arrived, I wanted to send a bunch of flowers to express my gratitude, but I didn't send them for fear of being too melodramatic. Father's Day is coming, I want to hug my hard-working father, and finally ended the day with love that only has a secret crush.

However, the years passed quickly, and they leaned over inadvertently, making me never want to go on like that again. I found that their bodies were not as strong as before. A breeze made their mother catch a cold, and a small brick made their father hurt for a long time.

I can't hold back the feelings I want to care about anymore. I took a bowl of potions and saw my mother smile. This smile is no different from before, but I feel it is a long-lost warmth, because I haven't felt it with my heart for a long time. When I went over to say hello to him, my father showed a cordial expression with surprise, but he still smiled without a word. I know I was too headstrong before, and I'm surprised that I took the initiative to go over and hammer his waist. Memories can last forever, but time can't stop, the camera can play back, but life can't start all over again. Some are willful and should be locked up. Some feelings, but don't know how to cherish them, will soon flow away with time. Cherish every sunrise and sunset with them.