I saw a grandson learning a cartoon of grandma washing his grandson's feet and writing a composition.

Grandma is sick, dad has to go to work, and mom takes care of grandma. Today is Friday. When I came home from school, I saw my mother pouring hot water into the basin. I asked curiously, "Mom, what are you doing?" Mother replied, "I'm adding water to wash your grandmother's feet." Washing feet is good for her health. " It must be tiring for a mother to wash her feet and take care of grandma all day, right? Why don't I wash grandma's feet? Thinking of this, I shouted, mom, mom, I will wash grandma's feet! Grandma sitting by the bed heard my words, shook her head and said kindly, good boy, grandma's feet are dirty. As soon as I heard it, I immediately refused and cried, where is it dirty? Grandma's feet are the cleanest. Teachers often teach us to be filial to our elders. Isn't it natural for me to wash your feet? Grandma immediately smiled at my words, touched my head and agreed to my request.

I washed grandma's feet, and I was very happy. I don't need water. My mother is afraid that my child will accidentally knock over the water. She has poured the water in the basin and brought it to grandma's feet. I quickly rolled up my sleeves, held grandma's feet, and gently took off my socks as my mother said. Taking off my socks, a pair of calloused feet suddenly appeared in front of me. What good feet! After the vicissitudes of life, how much did grandma pay for this family to make her feet like this? Seeing these feet, I suddenly felt a little sore in my eyes. I hold grandma's feet like a precious heirloom and gently put them into hot water. I washed my grandmother's feet and sang songs. My grandmother hummed with me and my mother beat the beat. This home is full of warmth and happiness.