Character description composition my grandmother.

1. My grandmother, character description 1000 words. My grandmother is still alive. I hope there is an example. There is a pear tree in the yard. Every spring, there are white flowers here, and the leaves haven't grown yet. Grandma and I often sit in the sun and watch pear trees, but pear trees only bloom every year, only some bees fly around, and then butterflies. Grandma said that people will become butterflies.

The table is always so bright, and the slate on the ground is always so white. I always sit on the ground and lean against her arms. She braided my hair, and then when I went out, people praised me for my beautiful braids. No one helped me comb it later. I don't know how I got here, and then I cut it off. I don't like doing my hair until now, unless I have grandma's hands.

Grandma is ill, very ill, and can't keep her former neatness any more. I think she must be very uncomfortable. The last thing I did for grandma was to light a cigarette and send it to her mouth. I was not very sensible at that time. I stood in front of the bed without saying a word and looked at her with wide eyes. I can't vent what I can't say in my heart. Maybe this feeling will accompany me all my life. Now I understand that it is a kind of sadness that can never be resolved in the depths of the soul.

Grandma likes smoking. I often find matches to light her cigarette. It seems that this is the only thing I have done since I was a child. Grandma's departure suddenly interrupted my feeling of giving her a cigarette. I just stood at the door, watching the crowd leave, but I didn't cry. After a while, I thought of something I didn't know, and I never forgot it. My childhood memories are no longer happy. Since then, I have never done anything for others. It's just that for a long time, I've been collecting sparks, making beautiful paper bags by myself, putting the sparks neatly inside, and not letting anyone touch my things. After that, I don't like anyone touching my things.

2. My grandmother wrote 450 words, using the methods of detail description and character description. Whenever I see a kind old man, I can't help thinking of my strong and hardworking grandmother.

My grandmother is 80 years old this year, and there is a lonely and hurt heart hidden in her tough body. Not long after my grandmother gave birth to a sister-in-law, my grandfather helped my brother find an enemy. As a result, he was killed. In this way, an ordinary woman in my village became a widow. Up to now, my grandmother has been suffering from the hardships of raising seven children alone.

When grandma was almost 70 years old, her father forced her to live in the city. Grandma has just arrived home, and her mother has prepared a sumptuous meal, a new bed and some new clothes. Grandma saw the common dishes in front of me and said to her father doubtfully, "Did you come today?" Dad frowned, then smiled and jokingly said to grandma, "Yes, today is a distinguished guest, and this distinguished guest is my mother." Grandma frowned and her face immediately sank: "What happened to your baby? It's not like I have no food for cooking so many dishes! " Dad looked puzzled at first, then suddenly realized, and whispered to his grandmother, "Mom, it's been decades. What year, month and day did you have a full meal? " We sincerely repay you! Now, just one meal. Do you want to refuse? "After listening to dad, dad never said anything. The tight muscles on the face are slowly relaxed.

After dinner, grandma took out her clothes and prepared to take a bath. Mother quickly took the patched clothes from grandma and put on the new clothes she had prepared. Grandma reluctantly looked at the old clothes in her mother's hand: "Daughter-in-law, don't throw them away, after all, they have been worn for decades ..." Grandma didn't go on, but her mother nodded, put on new clothes, slept in a new bed, covered with a new quilt, and became familiar with the new environment, but she still missed the countryside and grandpa in her heart.

After all, one day a month later, grandma said that she missed the empty old house in the village and several neglected vegetable fields, and insisted on going back to her hometown. Although my parents didn't want to, they finally agreed.

When grandma left, she touched my head with her old rough hands and said happily, "You are very similar to your grandfather. Do it well! " "

Looking at grandma's fading back, I think grandma is getting taller and bigger.

3. Wait for my grandma online. 400 words online. Wait, grandma. Thank you! Grandma is in her early sixties. Seeing her healthy body, rough hands and gray hair reminds me of many childhood memories.

When I was a child, my grandmother loved me the most. My parents have no time to accompany me, so I have to be looked after by my grandmother. My grandmother loves me in every way and always gives me the best food and the best love. She always takes me shopping, which broadens my horizons.

That day, my mother was very angry because I made a mistake. She picked up the clothes hanger, patted my leg and scolded me. My legs trembled and hurt badly, and I held back the tears in my eyes. My grandmother saw it and quickly helped me up and said to her mother, "How can you treat children like this? After all, as a child, she is bound to make mistakes! It doesn't matter, son. " My tears are rolling in my eyes, and my grandmother is holding me. Suddenly, I feel how warm grandma's arms are! Grandma's love for me may be infinite. She always regards me as the apple of her eye and doesn't let me get any harm ... Grandma, thank you for taking good care of me. Just like the kindness of spring sunshine to grass, I can never repay this love that is higher than mountains and deeper than the sea.

Thank you, it is you who have melted the ice and snow around me and made our life still like spring. Thank you for the time you spent with me.

4. The composition describing the characters "My Grandma" 500 The fast-paced life broke the original calm, pedestrians on the road came and went in a hurry, and life was like a tired and boring trip that had to be continued. The pressure of competition, repeated battles and repeated defeats ... everything made me anxious and lost my patience. Facing my messy hair in the mirror, I have anger in my eyes and more helplessness. Life is like a mass of hair. I tried to untie it. The harder I work, the tighter it gets.

Suddenly, a wooden comb in front of the mirror calmed my heart a little. The carving on the wooden comb has been unrecognizable, but it exudes a faint sandalwood light. This smell reminds me of the warmest picture in my heart.

In winter, the sunshine is always warm and gentle. Grandma always likes to comb my hair carefully with that exquisite wooden comb. Through the mirror of the dressing table, I saw that the wooden comb slipped from one end of my hair, slowed down when I met a knot, bit by bit, and finally slipped from the tip of my hair. "It takes patience to comb your hair. Don't be irritable, don't be impatient, comb continuously, your hair will be smooth, and your life will be smooth. " At that time, I didn't know anything except that my grandmother always arranged my waist-long hair straight and smooth. Put it under your nose and take a deep breath. It exudes the elegance of sandalwood and warm sunshine. So I remembered, remembered the smell that only belonged to my grandmother.

How many times, my grandmother brushed my hair down like a waterfall with a wooden comb; How many times, my grandmother guided me through the dark haze with a smile; How many times, my grandmother used love to let the warmest sunshine shine into my cold heart.

I picked up this wooden comb and recalled my grandmother's dribs and drabs. I suddenly understood her words and the love she had never shown. In life, there are always ups and downs, and the road of life will not always be smooth. In the face of pressure and challenges, I will treat, accept and smooth the ups and downs of my life with a calm heart. Untie the knot in my heart with a normal heart, bit by bit, just like grandma combing my hair, it will always come out in the dark.

Sitting in front of the dresser again, I slowly smoothed my messy hair with that wooden comb. Rough wooden comb is like grandma's vicissitudes, serene and warm.

Grandma, it is your smile that explains the true meaning of life, and it is your warmth that explains the silent love.

Sunlight poured into the room through the wooden window, and warmth poured out from the bottom of my heart.

It's warm to think of you.

5. Write a composition with the moon, grandma and me as the protagonists. I remember when I was four years old, in my hometown in the countryside, on a sunny night, my grandparents and I enjoyed the cool under the pear tree in the yard.

When I avoided the trunk and looked behind the pear tree, a bright moon was quietly climbing out of the hill and watching the world quietly. I said in surprise, "Grandpa and Grandma, look, there is a moon!" " "Grandma asked strangely," Where is it? " I pointed to the back of the pear tree and said, "There it is. "

Grandma saw it, patted my hand and said to me seriously, "If you see the curved moon, don't point at it, or it will cut off your ear when you sleep." I will ask suspiciously: "The moon is in the sky, how could it cut my ear?" Grandma looked at me and smiled and said, "As long as you study hard, you will know when you grow up."

Time flies. I'm in the fourth grade. I learned a lot of knowledge and a lot of truth. In fact, it is impossible for the moon to cut people's ears.

This is the truth that "I don't know the moon when I am young, so I call it Bai Yupan". Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is also the first reunion festival when I transferred to Jianhu to study. I went back to my hometown in Dong Gang with my parents and planned to spend the reunion festival with my grandparents.

I really look forward to the evening when my family can sit together, eat moon cakes and enjoy the color of the moon happily. But god seems to be against me. It always rains.

"God, don't rain, let me have a good look at the moon at night!" I thought silently. In the evening, although the rain stopped, it was still cloudy.

"Alas, the moon is invisible without God's help." I am very disappointed.

Firecrackers are ringing outside, and it is very lively. I am eating sweet moon cakes in my mouth, but my heart always seems to be missing something. Get up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet and look up. Ah, the moon is high in the sky. I cried happily, "The moon is out! The moon is out! " Hurry and ask my parents to enjoy the moon with me.

At this time, the moon seems to be not very round, hiding in the clouds of books, hazy, hidden and beautiful. "I finally saw the moon on the fifteenth, and the moon at night is more beautiful!" I cheered, and my parents smiled happily when they saw me happy.

There was silence around the composition about the moon. In the moonlight, the old tree close to ancient times looks a little lonely.

The empty but enchanting branches, dancing in the wind, can not help but feel a little sad. Everything, in the moonlight, gradually fell asleep for thousands of years.

However, the bug is still singing the aria, which inevitably adds a bit of sadness to this night. This is, the moon serenades to the window of Iraq.

This Iraqi woman is dignified and charming, with two curved eyebrows and a pair of affectionate eyes. At the moment, she is sitting in front of the mirror, looking at herself in the ancient mirror, with tears streaming down her face.

She cried because the person she loved left here and went somewhere else, but there was no news. When the moon is not playing, she will sniffle silently in the room behind her back.

Hearing the cry, people felt pity, but they felt a kind of pain in their hearts. The flowers withered, the grass withered and the birds groaned. Tonight, looking at the moon, she can't help but miss it. The moonlight is as cold as tears. It is also like a melodious and sad old song, which is heartbreaking after listening.

Yes! But who knows her dark and gloomy heart, this kind of sentimentality ... At this time, a small drama "Only for You" is as beautiful as a flower and passes away like water ... You feel sorry for yourself in the secluded curtain ... "A sentence in" Peony Pavilion "evokes the endless yearning of Iraqis. I can't help but remind her: "When flowers fall into the water, there are many kinds of leisure ..." Tonight, there are few moon stars.

6. Portrait composition of my grandmother 300 Recently, the teacher often told us to learn to be grateful.

Whenever we talk about gratitude, we always say that we should thank our parents the most, because parents gave us life; We want to thank the teacher, because the teacher let us enrich ourselves with knowledge and find the true meaning. However, it is rare to hear students say thank you to our grandparents. In fact, they are also the people we should thank most.

Have we thought about it? When we were young, who was taking care of us when mom and dad went to work? When we make mistakes, when mom and dad want to hit us, who is stopping us? I think these people are our grandparents who are tolerant and loving to us.

In my heart, I will always be grateful to my grandparents, and I want to praise my grandmother here.

I have a kind grandmother. She has loving eyes, curly hair and reading glasses. She always smiles at people.

Every morning, I open my eyes in her delicious food, eat delicious food and go to school happily. In the evening, grandma took pains to teach me again. When my grades fell, she encouraged me not to be discouraged; When my grades went up, she told me not to be complacent, but to make persistent efforts to a higher level.

In life, my grandmother is also very strict with me. I can't sit down immediately after eating. "Take a hundred steps after dinner and live to ninety-nine" is her famous saying.

This is my dear grandma. In the long river of years, my hair has turned white, my hands are covered with calluses, and my body is no longer tall and straight. Before, she gave all her love to her father Now, she conveys her love to me.

With this heavy love, I study hard and live up to his old man's hope. At the same time, I sincerely wish him health and happiness forever.

7. Write a composition on the topic of "Grandma", with more than 800 words. In the evening, school is over.

Sitting on the bus home, I was pecking at myself: I wonder what delicious food my mother is cooking for me. When I got off the bus, I ran straight home.

I can't wait to knock. The door opened and a kind face greeted me. "Grandma," I couldn't help crying. "When did you come?" Dad took over at this moment: "Your grandmother's teeth are broken. This time, she came to the hospital to see a doctor. "

When I took a closer look, my grandmother's cheeks were swollen. It's hard to talk.

Grandma helped me unload my schoolbag and asked me kindly in a low voice how my study was going. I said it was ok. I was the fifth in my class. Grandma smiled with relief and patted me on the shoulder.

Grandma has lived in the countryside since she was a child. She is a thrifty servant. Whether it is food, clothing or use, it has never been wasted.

Take the socks she is wearing now as an example. They are all patches. Mother said to her, "Mom, the living standard has improved now, please throw it away!" " I will buy you a new pair. "

But grandma said, "it's still wearable, and you can't see it in your shoes." Why spend that money? " Grandma has a habit of always turning off the lights in the empty room at night, making the whole room dark except the lights in the living room.

Dad said to grandma, "mom, this lamp doesn't use much electricity. Let it light when it is on!" " Grandma nodded and didn't speak, but she never forgot to turn off the lights. After a long time, dad had to say nothing.

Grandma is very concerned about my study. She never bothers me as long as I do my homework. Sometimes she stands beside me quietly and watches me write, even though she doesn't know a word.

Grandma once told me that when she was young, it was feudal times. Parents only let boys go to school, and girls have to do housework at home. Grandma, as the boss, had to help her parents do housework early. I think grandma is watching me write, which is probably a comfort for not reading when I was a child! Grandma is a hard-working person and can't stay at home for a day.

Always trying to help my family do something. But grandma can neither use washing machine nor cook with natural gas, so she has to sweep the floor and clean the tables and cabinets at home.

Mom and dad advised him to have a rest. She always says that exercise is good for health. As long as grandma comes, my home is always neat and orderly.

My parents and I respect and love grandma very much. Dad accompanied grandma to the hospital in time to find the best doctor to cure grandma's teeth.

My mother knows that grandma has diabetes, and every time she cooks, she tries to satisfy grandma's taste and gives her a coat. I often tell grandma some interesting stories to make her laugh. On holidays, my family goes shopping with my grandmother and goes to the park.

Unconsciously, my grandmother lived in my house for more than a month and returned to the countryside before the Spring Festival. I always miss her and stare at the distance. I seem to see grandma's kind face and smile at me.

8. An essay entitled "Grandma and I", 600 words, was described by many people. Thank you for remembering that my grandmother's morning sun rose slowly and shed a golden light. Two figures, one large and one small, are close to each other, especially warm, and a warm current comes to mind.

-Inscription I lived with my grandmother when I was a child. I am always lively and naughty, but my grandmother always takes care of me patiently. In her heart, I am the darling of her love. When I was four or five years old, my grandmother took my little hand to buy food. Curious, I looked left and right, feeling very fresh.

No, I noticed the little kite on many roads. It attracted me tightly, so I broke away from grandma's big hand and prepared to run over. Just as I was moving my feet, a speeding car passed by me. At this moment, my grandmother was hugging me tightly with both hands, and I cried in fear. My grandmother touched my round head and murmured, "I'm not afraid, my grandmother is here."

I was shocked. It was the first time that I felt grandma's love for me was so strong. When I grew up, my grandmother was much older. Every time I see her, she always repeats my childhood trivia. I can't tell you how sad I am to see grandma's smiling face engraved with wrinkles under the baptism of years, her gray hair shining with silver, and her once powerful hands becoming so old and covered with calluses tortured by years.

Now grandma, her legs, feet and hands are not working well, and she is trembling when she walks, but I must hold her. Whenever grandma wants to do housework, I must help her. Whenever grandma is sick or uncomfortable, I will accompany her and help her cook medicine until she is well. When the elderly grandmother saw it, she would always be pleased to say, "It seems that I am really old and need the help of my granddaughter, hehe."

At this moment, I smiled. I know: Grandma has spent so much effort on me. Now that I have grown up, it's time for me to protect her. The sun sets, leaving a beautiful sunset, and two figures, an old man and a young man, hold the old man tightly and say, grandma, I have grown up. It's time for you to need me and it's time for me to protect you.

9. Description: My grandmother is an old man in her sixties. She is not tall, and her silver hair is tied in a bun. She is my grandmother, and she is a good cook at home.

Mom and dad work in the dark, who will do the housework at home? It's grandma. She can cook, wash clothes and clean everything. Grandma is especially concerned about my brother and me. She prepares a big breakfast for us in the morning and waits for us at the door after school in the evening.

The naughty brother always doesn't do his homework carefully, so grandma has to take on the task of tutoring his brother's homework. Because grandma is only in the first grade, she knows nothing about many of his homework, so I have to give her the heavy responsibility of tutoring. Strange! Why don't I tutor my brother directly? One reason is that my brother doesn't listen to me, and helping him with tutoring is like casting pearls before swine; Another reason was put forward by grandma herself. Grandma said that she didn't know a few words and wanted to take this opportunity to learn a little.

Therefore, every evening, you can always see the young and the old working hard. On weekdays, grandma is a very healthy person and does things very neatly. But last week, grandma got sick, which made everyone worried.

My uncle, aunt, aunt and aunt all went to the hospital to visit my grandmother. Watching her languish day by day, I don't know how uncomfortable it is. What should I do for her? Grandma's illness seems to make my brother understand a lot. That day, my brother packed his favorite snacks in his bag and wanted to go to the hospital with me to see his grandmother, saying that he would bring her food.

Grandma was very happy and much better. I also asked my mother for cooking skills and made some dishes for my grandmother. My grandmother liked it very much and said it was the best dish she had ever eaten.

My brother and I also made an appointment to see grandma after school every day and tell her stories to make her get better soon. Grandma was finally discharged from the hospital the day before yesterday, but the doctor said to train more at home.

But my grandmother is a very busy person, and when she feels a little refreshed, she starts to be busy again. Therefore, my mother gave my brother and me a glorious and arduous task, staring at grandma, only rest and no work.

Hey! Don't say it, mom. It's really clever. My brother was spoiled, so my grandmother had no choice but to give up her job. But grandma is uncomfortable staying at home. What activities should be arranged for her? I want to teach grandma to play checkers, haha! As grandma wishes, you see, grandma has become a checkers fan. Grandma can't wait to play chess with me as soon as school is over. She also said enviously, "You are so happy. When we were young, we could do nothing but work. "

"Grandma, we will teach you what you want to play in the future." My brother and I said in unison.

Grandma smiled happily.

10. Composition "My Grandma" 500 "Hey, look who's here!" This is my mother's voice. As soon as I heard this, I quickly put down my homework and looked forward. It turned out to be my grandmother! I am busy helping my grandmother put down her schoolbag. "Grandma, you haven't come for a long time. I miss you so much! " "I miss you, too! What do you think this is? "Grandma shook the bag in her hand." Ah, it smells good! "I opened the bag, which is the food I am no longer familiar with-steamed bread.

"ah!" I ate with joy, and grandma couldn't help saying, "eat slowly, be careful of choking!" " "Kind words and eating delicious steamed bread remind me of the scene my parents told me 10 years ago ... At that time, my parents gave birth to me soon after they got married, and my life was very bitter. I don't even have a house, and I often wander around. They all have jobs and have no time to take care of me. Grandma knew mom and dad's difficulties, so she resolutely accepted the task of raising me.

So, when I was under the age of 1, I lived at my grandmother's house. In fact, at that time, my grandmother was full of children and grandchildren, and she was over 70 years old, but she still accepted the heavy responsibility of taking care of me. I remember when I lived with my grandmother, she got up early in the morning and always bought hot steamed buns when I was still asleep. Since then, it has become an indispensable food for my breakfast.

One summer night, I woke up to see my grandmother still half closed and kept shaking the fan. I thought, why doesn't she turn on the electric fan? Later, I learned that my grandmother was afraid that I would be cooled by the electric fan and that I would get sick. This is really my grandmother's painstaking efforts. In this way, I spent a sweet night under my grandmother's fan, but my grandmother didn't sleep well.

According to my mother, that's how grandma fanned her six children into adults. I lived with my grandmother for three years, which not only gave me a wonderful childhood, but also helped me develop many good habits.

For example, I don't waste food when I eat, and I have developed a quiet character since I was a child. This may be the reason why I like to sit down and read books now. Grandma is an old man in her eighties, but her bones are tough.

Grandma is always indispensable when I go to tourist attractions several times. She is not afraid of the fatigue of the journey and looks more energetic than others. She doesn't need someone to take care of her. On the contrary, she always holds the younger generation. Grandma lives in Mahekou, not far from Nanxian County, so we often go back and forth.

I don't usually use much money. When I have money, I put it in the piggy bank. Grandma is worried that I don't know how to use money. Sometimes she secretly gives me some money and tells me not to put it in the piggy bank for me to spend.

Although grandma's approach is appropriate, she still cares about me and loves me very much. I can't help thinking about it. My eyes are always full of tears ... my grandmother, she is a great woman, she is a kind mother, she is an ordinary and rare grandmother.