They write 1200 words.

"They" composition 1200 words content is as follows:

"They are old ..."

Grandparents live by the lake in baita lake. This time I went to grandpa's house. My father and I went boating on the lake. How delightful! I like the wind blowing on my face, the fresh air blowing, and the feeling of water and fields around me.

This is a story about a boat and an oar. I just tried my best to write this ordinary story for them.

How can people who live by the water lose their boats? But with the progress of society, many villagers have changed into more convenient electric boats. For them, cement boats and foreign iron boats were out of date as early as last century. My mother and uncle have advised my grandfather to change the electric boat many times, but my stubborn grandfather just refused: "I won't change anything!" " "The firm tone obviously surprised my mother and uncle, and also surprised me. So, after that, we never mentioned changing boats again.

At dusk, I begged my grandfather to go boating with me. Of course he agreed and went to the lake with my old paddle. After we got on the boat, grandpa rowed very skillfully, even the splash was beautiful, so I had to help. He said to himself, "What a nice boat and paddle! They want to throw! " I was startled.

Grandpa has always been a serious person in my eyes, so I have been afraid of him since I was a child. Listening to him say that, I am naturally at a loss. It never occurred to me that my grandfather mentioned something that has always been a forbidden area-changing ships.

I asked cautiously, "Grandpa, is this boat and paddle that special?" "Of course!" He was so angry that even the boat jolted and the oars beat hard on the water. "You don't know, I bought this boat and paddle more than 20 years ago. How many days I took this boat to touch snails and grow vegetables in the fields. Although it is a bit shabby, it is also submerged by rising water. He is waiting firmly! " He softened a little and took a little pride, which relieved me.

"I tell you, little darling, this paddle is also very strong! It's been 20 years, and it's still the same, just a little loose. ..... it doesn't matter, it can still be used. I'm telling you, if I don't use this boat and paddle, I can't sit still! Besides, I bought this old bones, do I need to buy a new boat and a new paddle? " His eyes seem a little moist. I've never seen grandpa like this.

"Forget it, buy it if you want." For a long time, when he stopped the boat, he said these words. I saw that his eyes were empty. He silently led me off the boat and stood by the lake for a long time.

I said, "Grandpa, let's go. The sun is going down. " Grandpa looked at the afterglow of the horizon and said, "Yes, the sun is setting soon ... Let's go, let's go ..." Grandpa has never read any books in his life, but he can say something so profound that he doesn't know how to express it at the moment.

Sunset can always lengthen people's shadows infinitely. When I saw the old man walking home slowly, I suddenly felt infinite disappointment. I froze for a while, trotted up and looked back, as if I remembered something. I saw the narrow cement boat, like an old man, looking at me with deep eyes like my grandfather, silent. I managed to smile and ran on.

Friends of twenty years now have traces of years. I can imagine a high-spirited young man, paddling happily and shuttling through the water in an equally young boat. However, after all, it has been 20 years, and they are already grandpa's young lovers. Nature is inseparable. Why force them?

My grandfather told me about his fragmented memories more than ten years ago, which made me realize how important they are to my grandfather. I learned about the heyday of this ship and these two oars, but only a little.

They lie there quietly, telling people the story of time. Many eliminated boats and some still in use, such as grandpa's boats and paddles, are silently submerged in the water. I call these "them" together-because I am not qualified to call them "you" like my grandfather's old people. I am just a passer-by.

If you come to baita lake, you can see new electric boats, and you can also see them as a witness of the years.

What comes to mind is what my grandfather said to me that day: "Hey, I'm getting old, and this boat and paddle are getting old with me …" And those people with deep eyes-them.