Family composition in grade two

Everyone has tried to write in daily life or in work and study. Writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? The following are 9 family compositions of Grade Two that I compiled for you, for reference only. Welcome to reading.

When I was a child, I grew up with my grandparents. As long as I can remember, the word "grandpa" has been deeply imprinted on my mind. In my eyes, grandpa is always so tall and admirable.

When I was a little older, my grandfather sent me to school. Because I am young, I am curious about everything, and the same is true for those pinyin letters. I study hard at school, and teachers often praise me. When I got home, I told my grandfather that I was praised at school. Grandpa smiled at this moment, and there were a few "earthworms" missing from his forehead.

Grandpa has lung cancer. Every time he gets hurt, he looks miserable. I feel very scared. Whenever this happens, I hide behind my grandmother and secretly look at my grandfather. At that time, my school was led by my little brother every day My little brother is only three years older than me, and he also went to primary school. In this way, grandpa ran a lot less, but he didn't worry less about me. Once, I ate slowly, and my little brother was afraid of being late for school, so he left first. After I finished eating, grandpa took me to the backyard. My grandfather said that someone was going to the fair, and there were several kilns on the road. Don't be afraid, let me go to school by myself. I won't listen, but let him send it. Grandpa couldn't beat me, so he took me to school and watched me walk into the classroom before going back. Later, I heard my grandmother tell my uncle that my grandfather came home because he was too tired and sick again. Now think about it, how ignorant and willful I was at that time.

Grandpa can't eat much because he is ill. Grandma cooks several dishes for him every meal, and I am naturally the same "treatment". Not only eat, but also eat snacks. Every day when I go to school, grandpa will stuff some things into my schoolbag, such as apples, biscuits and so on. At that time, there was a saying in Grandpa's village: "Grandpa eats and I eat, a big apple a day." Needless to say, this blessed granddaughter must be mine.

Later, my father came back and wanted to take me to school in other places. On the day I left, my grandfather cried, and so did I. How time flies! I came back a few years later, but my grandfather died. I am very sad and regret not seeing my grandfather for the last time. However, the love between my grandfather and me will be buried in my heart forever.

I know that when you see this topic, you will say that family ties are the most valuable. It is a caring thread wrapped around people's hearts with endless silk. No matter how many miles you walk, no one can forget it. Maybe, I believe you, but I will be confused. Why does it have to be right? This thing of feelings, am I wrong? what did i say? As I said just now, affection is a very hypocritical thing, and it can hardly be regarded as a thing. Yes, it's not a thing at all.

I believe that no one in this world can fool himself, throw away all the memories like garbage, leaving a broken core called affection and holding a statue of a patron saint. We will always be moved. You looked at me, your mouth trembled, and you said something irrelevant. I smiled at you and said it's good to have you back. We will cry. This is the scene where relatives meet after parting. Actually, I'm not serious. I'm just kidding you. But you cried. Like me. Therefore, I initially estimate that you, like me, are all pretending and pretending to be very moved. We have been apart for so long, and you still miss me. Who believes this nonsense? Then you got bored, we got angry, then you left, we broke up, and we made a lot of preparations for meeting again. You are happy, I am happy, and everyone is happy. To repeat, after countless times of boredom and happiness, you still haven't learned a long lesson, and neither have I. We are really stupid enough to find each other as enemies. I was wrong, and so were you. We really shouldn't, you regret it, and really want to end the dream that is not a dream early.

The picture in front of me turned into a blank, and I still adhered to my principles. Has anyone ever told you that you are dreaming? I've been thinking about an original idea, and I've been tossing and turning it over several times in a daze. Lonely old man, yes, she is there. I saw something, like her son. Her son took a lock and locked an old big copper iron gate, and she was in the house in the broken copper iron gate. I can't believe it. I won't believe it. There is a bed in the room. There are weeds on the bed. There are many bugs crawling on it, which makes my hair stand on end. It seems that she entered the room, but she didn't. She was lying on the window, her eyes as straight as two knives, and they were shining silver. I still haven't seen it. It is said that this photo was taken by a group of photographers. It is reported that the old man is dead. It turns out that I only saw one photo, so I'll be fine when I wake up.

Why don't I believe in the so-called affection? It is because there are too many things in this society that make me chilling. I don't have time to think so much. I'm just a student. A student knows nothing at all and thinks nothing. It's no use thinking so much. I am chilling, more chilling than this. I'm pretending to be sad, so I make my own principles.

Before that, I didn't take my family seriously, and even stepped on it.

But sometimes when I calm down and think about it, I will be ashamed of my heart and my parents.

It was they who gave me confidence, encouragement, comfort and help when I was most helpless, sad, miserable and disappointed.

It's that they have been around me in obscurity and never ask for anything in return.

Even if they sometimes scold me or even hit me, I clearly know that the pain is in me and in their hearts. Sometimes they say something against me, but I know they are trying to cheer me up with provocation. Although sometimes I say things that make them angry and do things that make them miserable. But their love for me has never diminished or changed at all.

For fourteen years, they have been with me. One night when I didn't come home, they would fidget at home and call around to ask about me. I didn't lie down until the early morning. The next day, they taught me the oldest method-fighting! But I admit, at that time, my tears unwillingly flowed down and I cried. I can clearly see their regretful eyes. But my heart is hot because they hit me because they care about me. The physical pain disappeared in two days, but the heat in my heart never left!

Although they will educate me in this way, I don't hate them, just for what they have done for me, for raising me for so many years, and for being my parents!

I love them and cherish them with my life.

Most people have to experience affection in their lives, yes, I understand.

I am in an ordinary family, my parents are ordinary workers, and my family is not rich. I am the "man" in our class, but my parents still try their best to be satisfied. For example, when I am only 5 feet tall and too young to understand the truth that "people go down, water flows down", I will clamor for other people's things and my parents will try their best to satisfy them. Later, the small business was also "furniture changed, shops fell down", and parents were laid off that year.

At that time, I always made trouble for my parents. My humanity is like fire, and my temper is the most explosive. Sometimes "luck" is bad, and sometimes parents are invited three times a week. My mother always teaches me patiently and seldom hits me. I am a gossip, and my popularity is as green as a mirror, and I am about to catch up with Liu Sanben. As a result, once I was "joined" and the "official" was gone, which made me very angry. As a result, I joined the "Lord". Well, in the end, my mother will cover for me. I don't know how many times I have experienced such a thing.

In the second day of junior high school, my grade was "miserable". My parents are only strict with me on weekdays. If I fail in the exam, my parents won't say anything about me when those people in my class "stab ~ ~ pity ~" me. My mother will encourage me to get good grades in the next exam. Although my father is strict father, he just keeps silent and never hits me. Scold me. In order to study better, my parents enrolled me in an online school.

My parents take good care of me. I like learning computers, so naturally I have been sitting by the computer, and my eyesight has not decreased much, but my neck has begun to "get sick". This cervical spondylosis was uncomfortable, and my mother took me everywhere for medical treatment for half a year. Gradually, parents' faces began to have a sense of the times.

I've been "mixed up" in my life 14, and the people who taught me to be a man first were my loving mother and strict father.

On Sunday, I suddenly had an impulse to help my mother wash her feet. My mother looked at me with strange eyes and said that washing feet after the senior high school entrance examination was a waste of time, but after my repeated requests, my mother agreed.

I moved the chair to the middle of the yard and put a basin of water in front of the chair. The moon is reflected in the water.

Mother sat down in the chair. I carefully took off my socks for my mother and felt her rough and hard soles, and my heart trembled. My mother left this to me when I was a child. It hasn't faded after all these years.

Mother obediently put her foot into the water, and gently, several ripples appeared in the water.

I looked down and saw that the moon in the water was crushed by my mother's feet, just like a golden elf jumping on the water.

I carefully washed my mother's feet. My mother is a little fat and thick-footed, just like her mother, kind and not cunning.

"When you were young, you were very naughty. You always get your feet dirty when you come home at night. I sit in the yard and wash your feet every night. " Mother suddenly spoke.

I looked up, my mother seemed to be immersed in memories, and my memories went back to the past.

I sat on a small bamboo chair and creaked uneasily. While washing my feet, my mother told me stories: Chang 'e in Guanghan Palace, WU GANG who cut down trees, and Houyi who shot the sun ... I always looked up at the moon, and the quiet moonlight sprinkled on my little face, on my mother's short black hair and on the basin of water. ...

"What's the matter with you?" In front of me is my mother who has been eroded by years. I looked down and continued to wash her feet. Suddenly I feel that the moonlight of my childhood seems to shine on me and my mother, on my mother's face and on my mother's feet. What a beautiful artistic conception this is! I smiled, and so did my mother.

I feel very happy. I have forgotten this kind of family happiness for a long time, and I picked it up unintentionally, but it didn't change its flavor. On the contrary, it became stronger with the passage of time.

Ah! Family happiness.

Someone asked me, what is home? I replied that home is the paradise of love and the destination of the soul. Someone asked me, what is family? I replied that family members are hungry bread, cold quilts, lonely friends, light and hope in the dark! Someone asked me, what kind of blood relationship is that? Because I didn't think it over, it was still a long story, so I didn't answer. Affection is reflected everywhere in life. Let me capture some pictures of family, so that you can feel the episode of family. Love is the wine glass of spring. Spring is here, flowers are blooming, and I feel very happy, so I always want to go out to play. As soon as I went out, my eyes disappeared. When I went to my grandmother's house, my eyes were already sore. I begged my grandma to roll her eyes for me. My grandmother always scolds me like a child and then helps me turn them over. That day, I

I live at my grandmother's house. In the evening, my grandmother found me a windshield. I put it on, and when I went out, I felt that the wind and sand could not blow in. It is the protective layer of the family. My eyes are so warm under the protection of my family!

Home is aloe in summer.

Summer is here, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, but I really don't like summer, because mosquitoes are resurrected. They laid hands on me many times, and so did my skin. Bitten by ordinary mosquitoes, a big bag will swell up and it will itch. I often scratch my bag, and then it hurts for days. When I lived in my grandmother's house, my grandmother's mosquito bit me. My grandmother broke off a piece of aloe planted in a flowerpot on the windowsill, peeled it off and coated it on my bag. I felt very cold, but at night, the bag was gone and swollen. I don't know. After a few days, I always see grandma busy. I don't know what she is busy with. Before leaving, grandma gave me a bottle of green liquid, which grandma said was aloe juice, and kept it for wiping mosquito bites. Those agarwoods are the most successful flowers raised by grandma, but she squeezed juice for me. It was my family who touched my scar and dripped it into my heart. That summer was so cool!

Affection is the mask of autumn.

Autumn is coming, and the autumn wind is refreshing, but my allergic rhinitis has been committed again. In the autumn of falling leaves, sneezing one after another makes me despair. I can't avoid blowing cold air, which will happen as soon as it enters my nose. I am in pain. When I went to my grandmother's house that time, when I left, my grandmother gave me a new mask that I had already prepared for me to wear. I'm not afraid of the cold wind when I go out, because the mask my grandmother gave me can block all the cold wind, and I have my grandmother's mask with me. Autumn with fallen leaves and yellow leaves, no sadness!

Affection is the insole in winter.

Winter is coming, the makeup is perfect and the snow is flying. I put on a thick sweater, down jacket and cotton shoes, but unfortunately I caught a cold because of the insole. It was a snowy morning when I went to grandma's house. I have been covered with snow. After I entered the room, grandma brought me a cup of hot Lulu. After I took off my clothes, I watched TV in the living room and grandma worked in the bedroom. The sewing machine started again decades ago for some reason. I creaked and turned up the TV. At this time, grandma asked me to help her recognize the needle. Grandma is old. At dinner, grandma said she made me some pairs of insoles. I looked at them. They are too thick. I put on my shoes and put them on the insole made by my family. I walked in the snow without a trace!

What is kinship? I think you already know that my grandmother has always been strong and energetic, and her grandson has accompanied her through every spring, summer, autumn and winter; It was grandma's love that accompanied me through every spring, summer, autumn and winter; Family, accompany us through every spring, summer, autumn and winter!

Seven people should learn to cherish everything, including affection, of course.

When our parents gave us life, we were born. When we learn to walk and throw ourselves into the arms of our parents. When we first called mom and dad! Parents are so excited, who can take away that affection? No one can take away this selfless affection!

What are we thinking when we step into kindergarten and look at our parents' backs in tears? What do you think of our parents' rough squeeze on us when we go home and don't do our homework because we watch cartoons? After elementary school, you scribbled your homework and beat your father coldly. What would you think? Hate? Certainly not! After coming home from kindergarten, we will definitely jump into our mother's arms; After barely finishing homework, parents turn on the TV, and we will definitely lie on their shoulders; After being beaten, I finished my homework neatly and saw my father's approving eyes. All we have is the joy after success-no hatred for our family!

At home, when the college entrance examination is approaching, at the urging of my parents, I put down my materials and reluctantly went to that long-awaited vision! The next morning, before dawn, I left my comfortable bed and went to school at the urging of my parents. The college entrance examination, with the encouragement of parents-don't be nervous, we believe you will enter the examination room! The admission notice is back, and I was admitted to a key university! Our parents gave us unprecedented rewards! The whole family is immersed in joy and full of affection! Who can buy these? No one is priceless!

Indeed, affection is the most precious thing in the world. Although the ancients said that an inch of time is an inch of gold, can an inch of time be exchanged for affection? Edison's success can not be separated from his mother's earnest teaching, and Xu Xiake's ability to travel all over the motherland can not be separated from his mother's determination. Mencius, can you be a great scholar without your mother's three tricks? Can't!

Therefore, we should cherish family ties, which are priceless!

Sitting on the bus, carrying large and small bags, bumping on the uneven country road, looking around, there are lush greens everywhere, seeing familiar blue bricks and red tiles, and seeing the smoke rising from the kitchen.

I knocked on the door gently, only to see my grandmother running excitedly and saying, "Wenwen, you're back!" " "I put my arms around my grandmother and hugged her tightly. Suddenly, tears welled up.

Grandma smiled all over her face, caressed my head and said kindly, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back." She helped me with my luggage and led me into my long-lost home.

The clock in the alley is still swinging. However, my home is not decorated like others'. I asked my grandmother inexplicably, but she said, "Everything here has the fragrance of your childhood, and it still does, because this is our home and this is the place where we cherish good memories."

My heart trembled as if it had been touched by something.

Grandma said, "This is my Chinese cabbage, carrots, parsley and ginger, but they are all green foods. I went to the market the day before yesterday to buy dried citron, prawns and your favorite ribs. " Grandma kept talking, but I was not bored, because I tasted the warmth of home.

Late at night, I look up at the night sky and the stars shine.

I haven't seen this home for a long time, but I always have some concerns in my heart. Maybe she doesn't have the fashion style of an apartment in the city, but if I am a kite, that home is the thread holding the kite, because my relatives here are always full of endless love for me.

She may not know that her father will not come back this Spring Festival. Today is the1842nd day for my father to go out to work. We all miss him.

I looked at the brightest star in the sky and said to myself, "Dad, please go home and have a look!" " "An endless goodwill arises spontaneously.

I don't know where the melodious songs come from.

Looking up, I don't know when the light in grandma's room came on quietly again.

Affection is the most precious thing in the world. Will not be blocked by time and space. There is a saying that blood is thicker than water. Family ties are always inseparable.

There are many kinds of feelings in the world, such as love between lovers, friendship between friends, kindness between teachers and students, and so on. We cherish love, friendship and kindness, but we often ignore family ties. We think that our relatives will never leave us, so we always vent our bad temper and small emotions on our relatives. As we all know, relatives are the people you need most and deserve to be treated gently in this world. Cherish affection, which will give you shelter from the wind and be your solid backing when you are frustrated and difficult. Cherish family ties, because relatives are the people who love you the most in the world. When my father died, a writer wrote an article in memory of his father, entitled "The person who loved me the most in the world left". In this paper, I wrote about the estrangement between myself and my father from the beginning, and finally, I understood my father's deep love for me. When Bing Xin's mother died, she also said, "The person who loves me the most in this world is gone." . Although the love between relatives is ordinary and simple, it is the deepest. At any time, it is the love of relatives for themselves, and the love for relatives is constantly cutting.

Family ties are precious, so we should cherish family ties and love the people we love.