I want a composition about love ... I want a composition about the feelings between grandma and grandson ... thank you for your title.

Memories of my grandmother's days flowed silently, and I hurried through the boundless world. Life has no real end, except going to another world. The world is still prosperous and the sky is still beautiful. But my grandmother, she left in such a hurry that it was almost a year in the blink of an eye. Many memories can't be expressed, and countless hearts can't be told. I can no longer hear grandma's exhortation and entrustment, and I can no longer enjoy grandma's care and love. I feel a little lost. I wanted to write something to commemorate her old man's house, but I was often tired of all the troubles in the world and failed to calm down and miss my grandmother. On the occasion of the first anniversary of grandma's death, I would like to give this document to my respectable and lovely grandma to show my nostalgia and nostalgia. 1. Grandma is a suffering person. To recall my grandmother, we should start with her miserable life. Grandma was born in the late Qing Dynasty, and caught up with endless social unrest and war in her childhood. She grew up in misery and war. Speaking of youth, it is also worthy of warlord war and imperialist invasion. After eight years in War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression and four years in the War of Liberation. Even after the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were not many good days, such as natural disasters in the late 1950s and famine in the whole society. Then came the turbulent period of the ten-year "Cultural Revolution". This is the suffering of the whole historical era, and people of grandma's age have also experienced such suffering. More importantly, the misfortune of the whole family decided grandma's miserable life. Grandma gave birth to three children after she married me: father, uncle and aunt. At that time, although the family was poor, it was also happy. But when my dad didn't remember, misfortune happened. My grandfather just died in his thirties, and grandma cried her tears dry, which didn't help. Since then, the burden of maintaining the whole family has fallen on grandma's thin shoulders. How can three underage children support a big family? The difficulty can be imagined. Some "good-hearted people" advised grandma to remarry, but the stubborn and persistent grandma turned a deaf ear. She decided to raise the child by herself. Since then, she has embarked on a difficult and painful course. Without food, she took her children begging everywhere, and finally raised them with all her hard work and sweat. Later, my aunt got married and my uncle became a soldier. Grandma and my father are at home. She worked hard to support her family for the simplest goal. She farms, spins cotton, washes clothes and cooks. She had to scrimp and save to start a family for her children. After many hardships, her wish came true. She raised her children and made them a family. Grandma has a strong will. She has set a clear goal and will make unremitting efforts, despite the hardships. When father and uncle have children, grandma's task is even heavier. She not only does housework, but also looks after the children. Until her grandson had a son, she kept repeating such a simple and complicated lifestyle. Until her later years, her grandmother did not enjoy a few days of leisure. Grandma's life is a life of suffering. Second grandma is a labor-loving grandmother, and her life is a hard-working life. If she had to work hard because of her life in her early years, then later, her family didn't need improvement, and she still worked tirelessly. It can be said that labor is grandma's nature. Grandma has been working nonstop until she is old, and she has to do something within her power every day. As long as I can remember, our family has been a big family. At that time, grandma was over seventy years old. Mom and dad go out to work and farm in the fields. Grandma does all the housework. Grandma gets up early every day, and can cook the meal before mom and dad come back from the fields. The meal she cooked was delicious. I especially like to eat grandma's cooking until she is too dizzy to cook. She has been engaged in this work. Up to now, I sometimes miss grandma's cooking, but I can't enjoy that taste anymore. Grandma can not only cook, but also spin cotton and wash clothes. I remember, grandma would spin cotton until late at night every night. At that time, clothes were all made by knitting, and clothes could not be bought at all. Therefore, spinning cotton is a family activity. My clothes can be said to be all spun by my grandmother with a hand-cranked car. Every time I add new clothes during the Spring Festival, I sincerely thank my grandmother. There is no need to spin cotton now, and the market is rich, but my grandmother's clothes are still there. Grandma is over 80 years old and still in good health. She is still very busy. She can also help my mother cook; She can also break corn or something, and even wash her own clothes. Her greatest contribution in her later years was to look after the children. My niece and nephew can be said to have been brought up by my grandmother. Grandma has never stopped working in her life. I often proudly call her "a person who loves labor". Third grandma is a kind person. Grandma will always be a simple and kind person in my heart. Grandma has never quarreled with her neighbors in her life, let alone with others. Grandma is always ready to help others, so we have a very good relationship with our neighbors. As long as I can remember, my home is the place people like to go. Many old people come to my house to find grandma. They always tell their grandma everything, and grandma can always help them. Because of grandma's kindness, many kind neighbors helped grandma a lot in difficult days. These are very deep in grandma's impression. She often nags about others' help to us. She often tells me that "you can't forget your roots". She said that if you owe someone, you must remember it and help others as much as possible. Milk said so and did the same. She has practiced her language all her life. She not only dedicated her generous and selfless love to her children, but also used every possible opportunity to help others. I remember that there was a time when my neighbor's big milk was in conflict with my family, so that my life was ignored. Grandma took Dana to my house for two days. After her repeated persuasion, the popularity of the family was completely gone, and grandma personally sent Dai Nai home. Many things are worth remembering, and many small things are in my heart. Whenever I think of this, I sincerely admire my grandmother. Grandma and my grandma are the founders of our family, and her life-long energy and painstaking efforts have been dedicated to this family. She has trained not only her own children, but also her own grandchildren, even her great-grandchildren and great-granddaughters, and she has also entered her greatest responsibility. It is because of her contribution that grandma's position is unbreakable. Grandma won the love and respect of the whole family. The children love her very much and have deep feelings for her. Mom and Dad respect Grandma, and Aunt loves Grandma. Every time I come to see her, I have to bring a lot of delicious food and stay with her for a few days. Uncle is also very concerned about grandma. Grandma gave everything for our family, and of course she was respected by them. Grandchildren also respect and love grandma. They often visit grandma and bring her many delicious things. Great-grandchildren also help her with things, such as combing her hair and washing her feet. Whenever this time, grandma's face will bloom with a sweet smile, and she is feeling happy. Her efforts were not in vain, and she got what she deserved. When grandma's birthday came, the whole family got together to celebrate her birthday. This is her happiest time. Her knowing smile made her feel the joy of life. Is she experiencing something for nothing? V. Grandma and I I am grandma's youngest grandson, and her love for me is beyond imagination. The person I should thank most is my grandmother, who gave me a second life and raised me alone. I have many brothers and sisters. When I was born, my family was poor and my life was very difficult. Based on this, my parents want to send me to someone else's house for raising, but my grandmother just won't. She said, "Even if I go begging, I will raise my children." With my grandmother, I was able to stay and have a living space. From then on, grandma took on the heavy responsibility of raising me. I eat and sleep with my grandmother. She loves me and hurts me in her unique way. With her support, I can grow up slowly. I spent a long time with my grandmother until I was in junior high school. Grandma loves me very much. She always leaves me delicious food. Grandma is also very strict with me. She wants me to study hard and not give up my job. When I was in primary school, my grandmother often asked me to do some work within my power, such as mowing the grass to feed the cows and collecting firewood. From then on, I slowly learned to be a man. I have been far away from my grandmother since I entered junior high school. Every time I go to school from home to the county seat, my grandmother always tells me to eat well, dress well and go to bed early. She will also bring me a lot of delicious food in case I am hungry. Every time I go home, grandma always has endless words. After leaving for many years, I almost ignored my grandmother's care and love. Grandma still thinks I am a child. Talking too much, I'm a little tired of grandma's nagging and impatient to listen. She always repeats things like "go to bed early at night, eat well and dress well". Whether I bought her delicious food in bed or not, she was reluctant to eat it and kept it for me until it went bad. With grandma's care and love, I grew up day by day, while grandma grew old day by day. When I was admitted to the university, I had less chance to see my grandmother. Grandma always says she misses me when she sees me, and often repeats what she said many times. When I was growing up, my grandmother's heart was closed. It's a pity that I don't have more time to spend with grandma. On the sixth day of last year 1 1, I got the bad news of my grandmother's death. Ruthless time, the old man took grandma away. That night, I cried, crying very sadly. I feel sorry for grandma. Her favorite grandson was not with her before he died, nor did he go to see her for the last time. How regretful she should be! When I got home, grandma had been buried. I will never see my grandmother again, and I will never hear her "nagging" again, although it is beautiful. I took a pile of paper money to grandma's grave. Grandson came to see you. Will you talk to me? But only the north wind roared by, and I just looked at the grave and thought about it, as if I heard grandma's voice, "Take care outside, son, go to bed early at night, eat well and dress well ..." Grandma left and never came back. Now, every time I go back, I want to hear grandma's voice, but I have to go to her grave to see her and feel that kind of touch ... grandma's life is ordinary and great. She is strong and not intimidated by difficulties; She is simple and kind. This is my grandmother, who will be remembered by future generations forever.