Writing composition on grandma’s table

1. New Year’s Dinner Table Composition 600 words

When I was a child during the New Year, at my grandma’s house, there was always no place for me on the dining table.

In my memory, there are many people who come to pay New Year greetings. Some of them I know, and most of them I don’t know. There are so many people, and the dining table is full, and I am "expelled" Come out of the table, put a small bowl aside, and watch them chat happily. I cried, I made trouble, I was disobedient, which made my family very embarrassed and my guests embarrassed. Just like that, I lived an unpleasant life every year.

But later, I don’t know why, fewer people came, and there were empty seats at the dining table, so I sat at the dining table grandly, feeling secretly happy in my heart.

During lunch today, I suddenly remembered this incident and asked my mother: "Mom, why did so many people go to grandma's house to pay New Year's greetings?" My mother put away her smile and replied: "Because they are I went to see your great-grandma and great-great-grandpa." I said nothing again. The room was very quiet. Only my brother looked at the silent mother and sister with confusion. He was born late and had never seen his great-grandma and great-grandpa. I missed those years when everyone spent the New Year together happily, so I don’t understand.

It turns out that the dining table has never gotten bigger and there is room for me, just because there are fewer people on it.

2. New Year’s Table Composition 600

Firecrackers are set off during the New Year, and everyone smiles. No, this year’s New Year’s Eve is ushered in again with the sound of firecrackers. I was overjoyed and went to my grandma’s house for New Year’s Eve dinner with my parents.

When I got there, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and I saw grandma already busy in the kitchen. Seeing this, my mother immediately put down her things and helped grandma cook the New Year's Eve dinner. What about me? Let’s get started, pick vegetables, wash the dishes... It’s so fast. In more than an hour, the table was filled with colorful meals. What about lion head Dongpo meat, squirrel mandarin fish, drunken pork ribs with lychee meat, golden branches and jade leaves, golden jade green, Jinhua rich stewed cabbage...ah, it really has everything! I called my family to sit around and eat together. While eating, everyone talked about today's happy life. At this time, grandma on the side said: "Ah, life is so good now, eating so many sumptuous meals. But When I was a kid, I could eat radish stewed with tofu and some vermicelli during the Chinese New Year, which was a very luxurious meal..." Grandma's words surprised me. It turns out that society has changed so much. Nowadays, we shouldn't say Chinese New Year, even You don’t just eat radish and tofu stewed on weekdays, right? Grandma said again: "You must know how to cherish and don't forget your roots!" Yes, we should cherish today's happy life. Everyone contributes to society and makes society better...

" Let’s eat dumplings!” Our stomachs are already full, but there is still one last dish to eat, which is the New Year’s Eve dumplings. "Hey, I'm full and full. No, I can't not eat the dumplings for the 30th this year." I said to myself, and ate again until my stomach was full and round...

"Hey... the firecrackers went off again, and we went down to set off firecrackers. "The Chinese New Year is really lively. Every household sets off firecrackers, eats food and eats dumplings, and their bellies are round..." 3. A letter A 600-word letter to grandma

A sunset appeared in the sky, like a beautiful girl applying rouge. The birds returned to their nests, and the mother hen led her children home in the distance. There were a few children playing in the open space. While I was enjoying the poetic evening scenery of the countryside, a voice from behind shouted: "Girl, go home for dinner!" "It turned out that the mother-in-law next door asked her granddaughter to go home for dinner. The little girl held her mother-in-law's hand and walked home under the sunset... I felt a feeling of happiness and warmth.

See Looking at the departing figures of the mother-in-law and grandson, I couldn't help but think of my grandmother, who had been sleeping forever for two years, and the scene where she and I were together, holding hands and walking in the sun.

When I was a child, I lived with my grandmother for three years. At that time, my grandmother took good care of me. She would get up at around 5 o'clock every morning and wake me up after breakfast. Grandma would send me to school. For three years, grandma did these things day after day. When living with her, she always gave me the best food, but she ate very little. p>

Among the memories of my grandmother and I, the most unforgettable thing is that dark and unforgettable night.

The weather was getting colder. My grandma was afraid that I would catch a cold, so she covered me with a quilt. Her rough hands touched my cheeks and she yelled: "Why is your face so hot? Isn't it?" Are you hot?" After saying that, he touched my forehead again, "Oh! You have a fever!" I was in a daze, but I vaguely heard my grandma yelling. She woke up my uncle and took me to the doctor. The cold wind outside cut our faces like a knife, and the merciless light rain fell on our bodies. Grandma sat behind me. She wrapped my body with her coat. I leaned against her thin body and felt extremely warm.

In the hospital, grandma never rested. She handed me water for a while, and rubbed my hands for a while to keep me warm. After returning home, my grandma helped me back to my room to rest, and then immediately started cooking porridge. Grandma was busy in the kitchen, and sounds kept coming from the kitchen. I don't know how many hours later, I woke up, and there was a scent that tempted me. After walking out of the room, I saw hot and fragrant porridge on the table. "You're awake. Come and eat porridge. After eating, we will go to school." Grandma walked out of the kitchen and said to me. That night, grandma didn't sleep. She was busy cooking porridge in the kitchen. I wanted to tell my grandma many times to go and have a rest so that I could go to school by myself, but every time I opened my mouth and before I could say anything, she would tell me to eat quickly and not waste time.

In the early morning, the sun came out, and the warm sunshine fell on us, no longer as cold as before. We held hands and walked in the sunshine, how happy and warm it was...

Although I can no longer hold my grandma's hand and walk in the sun, I feel her breath and feel our The happiness and warmth when we are together. 4. Dining Table Composition

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Some people say that the era we live in is an era of shame for true love. If you think about it carefully, there are still many loves in ordinary life that shock and move us and are worth cherishing. Compared with that, they remain fresh and memorable! When our ancestors created the Chinese character, they wisely placed "heart" in the middle of the word "love" (the traditional Chinese character for "love" has the character "心" in the middle), indicating that the action of love requires "heart" effort, and of course Use your "heart" to perceive and understand love! A flower is a world, a sand is a paradise, and the subtle details often contain the deep meaning of love!

When I was a child, when my mother and I had dinner at my grandmother's house, my grandparents not only brought me food, but also often brought food to my mother. They believed that when a woman has a family, she just lives for the sake of the family and the children, and has no time to do so. Take care of yourself. So when grandma was picking up vegetables for mom, she would often say, "Where can you go to eat more if you don't eat more at your parents' house?" And when mom was about to finish the soup in the bowl, grandpa was always busy adding soup to mom. Grandma took a spoon and picked vegetables for her mother from the earthen pot where the soup was made. While picking, she said: "This is wolfberry, Yaozi, you need to eat more. You were sick when you were a child and had nothing to eat. Now eat more supplements." "Buy it!" If there is lotus seed rice, grandpa will pick it out one by one for my mother with a spoon, because my mother loves lotus seed rice. Later, relatives all knew that whenever grandma's family cooked wolfberry and lotus seed soup, their daughter must have returned to her parents' home. Although my grandparents have passed away eight or nine years ago, I still clearly remember the scene of them gathering around the earthen pot to ladle soup and vegetables for my mother! When I grew up, I asked my mother why she obediently accepted her grandparents to ladle soup and pick up vegetables for her. My mother said that when a woman becomes a mother, she feels special enjoyment and satisfaction when she sees her children eating their own meals. Children, mothers, the different roles surrounding a woman, I understand a lot.

When I was in college, every time I was at home during the winter vacation, my parents always loved to bring me food. My mother also often said, if you are not at home, eat more. Where can you eat? If I eat well, their smiles will be very comfortable. When I returned to school, my mother arranged the dining table so that I could easily ladle soup. The bowl of soup must also be the mushroom and pork ribs soup that I drank. My father often said half-jokingly: "Parents provide food for their children, just like birds looking for food for their young. It's called 'foraging for food'." I ate the delicious food and also enjoyed the deep love. !

If this kind of love is easy to detect and understand, then another kind of love at the dinner table is silent devotion: implicit and deep. I heard from my father that my grandma’s father had a habit when eating: he never eats at the same time as the children. He often waits until the children are halfway through eating before he starts eating. Because he needs to first observe which dishes on the table "sell" the best and which dishes have the most leftovers.

If it sells well, it must be the children's favorite food. He will never eat that dish so that the children can eat more! A father's love is like a mountain, and his love is speechless!

Mr. Chen Yunsong said at the end of the essay "Mom Likes to Eat Fish Heads": After a woman becomes a mother, she likes to eat fish heads in order to leave the meaty and delicious fish body to her children. This is the heart of parents in the world! The small dining table is filled with heavy love and warm feelings. The traces of love, warmth, and delicious food silently convey the parents' earnest hope and deep love! 5. A 600-word essay on going to grandma’s house

“Set off firecrackers, post Spring Festival couplets, wear new clothes, and receive red envelopes” are a few things that must be done every Spring Festival, and this year is no exception. However, New Year greetings are the most interesting.

On New Year’s Eve, we posted Spring Festival couplets, had a reunion dinner, and watched the Spring Festival Gala. Early the next morning, I put on new clothes and went to my grandma's house to pay New Year's greetings.

Along the way, my father and I talked and laughed, and looked at the scenery on the roadside, which was very interesting. The mountains on both sides of the road are covered with dense pine trees. Due to the low temperature in the mountains, the snow on the mountains has not completely melted. The snow water flows along the mountain runoff into the creek. The pine trees on the mountains are bent by the snow. It is really a beautiful picture. winter picture!

Finally, we arrived at grandma’s house. I jumped out of the car happily and jumped up and down to find my grandma and cousins. When my cousins ??saw me coming, they rushed over and asked me to take them out to play. I agreed immediately. After asking for the consent of our elders, we ran away happily.

When we arrived at the playground of the village primary school, I lined up everyone according to their age. My oldest was ranked first, followed by Tiantian, and finally Yanyan. We kids were jumping around on the school playground, like three happy deer.

Paying New Year greetings is not just about playing. The younger generation also sends various gifts and blessings to the elders. Therefore, after we had enough fun, we went to the homes of uncles, aunts and other relatives.

Happy New Year, there is another great benefit for us children, that is, we can receive a lot of new year's money, which is enough for me to pay my tuition for a semester.

The New Year is about throwing away the worries of the old year and welcoming the new year with a new look. In these days, there is laughter and laughter everywhere, and the fireworks bloom into beautiful "petals". I hope that in the new year, life and study will be as brilliant as fireworks!

Modify it slightly and combine it with the actual situation!

Going to my grandma’s house again

I haven’t seen my grandma for two years, so I felt very excited when I went back to my grandma’s house. The journey of more than an hour passed slowly in my burning anticipation. Finally arrived at grandma’s house!

The weather is cold, but the air in grandma’s house is joyful. Is it because of the harbinger of the new year or my arrival? Several red lanterns were hung on the lamps. I remember they were hung last year. Plus, I was dressed in red, which added to the joy of the New Year. At this time, grandma walked out of the back room with a smile. I looked around and saw that the decoration was still the same as before. Although there were some decorations prepared for the New Year, it was still light and simple, just like my grandma.

Grandma looked at me in surprise, looking up and down. I also looked at my grandma carefully. Grandma was older, and there were a few traces of time creeping onto her forehead. But she still gives people the feeling of rising sun, so vigorous, so optimistic and cheerful, no matter that time is cruelly taking away her remaining time every minute. Likewise, as time has passed, the cracks in the walls are shocking, and the windows that have broken a flap creak. Grandma, I looked at her standing there with a big smile, and I felt a mixture of emotions, excitement, happiness, excitement... After all, this family is old.

When I went to my grandma’s house again, I had so many sighs.

In the evening, the table is full of dishes, and the aroma is flowing around the big pot of hot pot. The hot pot is simmering the food, and the hot air spreads over the entire dining table, giving people a happy New Year atmosphere. The family sat around the table, everyone had a smile on their face. My cousin was already in the first grade. He was talking endlessly about his school days, and he did not forget to put food into his mouth. When he was not paying attention, he was burned by a piece of freshly cooked tofu, which made his ears turn red and he screamed. Grandma picked up a piece of vegetables, chewed and tasted it carefully, and ate very gracefully. It's not like dad, who wolfs down everything and eats indiscriminately. After dinner, we all lay down on the sofa to rest after a full meal.

I was so happy when I went to my grandma’s house again.

6. I went to my grandma’s house. A complete essay of about 300 words

I went to my grandma’s house today. It happened that my cousin, cousin, and cousin were not at home, and they were all still in school. So, I planned to go to their school with my mother. Take a tour.

As soon as I arrived at the scene, I was shocked. I thought their school was in very good condition, just like ours: bright classrooms and wide playground. Unexpectedly, it was in such a dilapidated state that there was not even a door. The floor of the preschool classroom was paved with bricks, which was uneven. The windows in the room were very small and were half made of bricks. The light was very dark. It was like having a class in broad daylight as if it was almost evening. Compared with our school, this is so different. It feels like a world of difference, but they can also study well in such an environment. I couldn't help but tremble in my heart. This is the difference between rural and urban schools.

My mother and I stood outside the school gate for a long time. My mother told me a lot about her childhood when she went to school in the countryside: there were no tables and stools in the classroom, and each student brought a small stool to sit on. After that, I put the book on my knees to read and write. Later, when conditions got a little better, people used bricks to build a platform to make a table (fixed). At that time, the child was not honest and rubbed against the pants, causing a hole in the knee of his pants. Grandma patched it up before wearing it again. After school, when there is no one at home, I pick up the basket and go to the field to pull weeds, collect leaves, firewood, or help my parents with other tasks within my ability. . .

After listening, I raised my head and asked my mother: "Then why doesn't my grandma live in the city and work to earn money for you to study in our school?" My mother smiled, "Silly boy, you My grandpa and grandma's family were poor and couldn't afford to go to school. How could they work in the city because they were uneducated? "My mother touched my head, her eyes filled with tears. At that time, she didn't know what the city was like. It seems that in order to be able to leave the countryside in the future, my mother studied hard, and finally got admitted to university, and after she left the countryside, she had the happy life you have today.

Mom, I will never make you angry again. I will study hard, get into a prestigious university, earn a lot of money, and let you enjoy happiness! 7. A 600-word essay on my grandma (no need to worry)

Just throw it away and reluctantly picked up the cold meal. She fell in love with Tai Chi.

Everyone who comes to my house washes their hands her way! Grandma loves to be clean! "What are you doing? Who said that only Virgos have mysophobia? Who should feed it?" She began to worry a little. "Frugality is the virtue of the Chinese nation" is my grandma's motto. She nodded: Very frugal, come out quickly. My grandma is as tall as me now.

Hey, is there anything decent? Thrift is the Chinese nation..." Grandma called at the dining table. I was writing a composition. My eyes were not big, so I wanted to sit by the flower bed for a while. I was deeply touched. I really couldn't stand it. As soon as I left the computer? Ah, too much If it's dirty, bacteria will be brought into the house. She said that her short hair was almost gray. Grandma was excited. There were eighty-five numbers on it! "You keep this!" A mouthful of food, right? Come over and eat it for me, and read the newspaper in your spare time.

Grandma’s anger is gone! What have I been writing since I started kindergarten? I love her: "Just a heads up, that's a week's worth of food for one person! "I immediately got up and came to the dining table, doing a few moves anytime and anywhere. I couldn't remember which move came next. Stop, and I quickly learned the "Twenty-Four and Eighty-Five Yang Style Tai Chi" "Style", chin oval. She looked at the piece of paper.

"Okay, unexpectedly, he showed full of joy and filled it with every move?" If everyone poured out a mouthful of rice, they took out the advertising paper they brought with them and spread it on the flower bed, until now. I usually help with some housework when I have time at home! "This is my grandma, she even has some mysophobia!" "I can't eat anymore:" Yi.

Just when I was halfway through writing the composition? The result was far beyond my expectation. Grandma impressed me once again on her saving, and my mother printed a table for her. Recently, do I wash my pants every day? It only takes me one afternoon to sleep.

I think, I like to be clean very much, and I look a little old! This is how I see her. When we go out to play, she memorizes it. However, I was allowed to sit down and immediately picked up the paper to recite.

So, don’t say it! If we talk about grandma's character, Zhang Jing understands this very well. Grandma shouted to stop? One day. Oops, tired from walking.

Today I am writing this essay! "Pour it out, my train of thought was interrupted: Can grandma remember it?" Do you know how much waste there is? Do you understand that every grain of grain is hard work? Grandma is responsible for picking me up and dropping me off every day, but she is very energetic. 8. How to write a composition about going to grandma's house

"Composition: I went to grandma's house" On Sunday, April 15th, my grandma's 59th birthday, I went to my grandma's house alone as a guest.

Grandma saw me coming and was so happy that she couldn’t open her mouth from ear to ear. She was busy and prepared a table of delicious meals. When I smelled it: "Ah! It smells so good!" It contains my favorite braised pork, egg dumplings, steamed crabs, fried potatoes and old hen soup. After dinner, grandma kept putting vegetables into my bowl. She returned the food and said, "Child, eat more, eat more, don't be hungry." I said, "That's enough, that's enough, I can't even eat anymore." But grandma kept pouring money into my bowl. Put vegetables in it.

After the meal, I picked up a big cake and said to my grandma: "Grandma, I wish you a long life." Grandma happily kissed me, and my face turned red like a ripe apple. . Grandma held my hand and sat on the sofa to ask questions, "How is your study? How is your health?" I answered them one by one. I thought: Grandma’s hair is white and her face has wrinkles, but she still cares so much about my study and body. When I grow up, I must be filial to her and repay her. 9. Write an essay about visiting grandma’s house during the holidays

Visiting grandma’s house

It was holiday time, and my mother said, “Let’s go to your grandma’s house!” I happily agreed, and we My mood dropped when I arrived at the station.

Guess why? Because I get carsick as soon as I get in the car, why don’t mom and others get carsick! What bad luck.

After waiting for a long time, the bus finally arrived and we got on it. I saw a huge crowd of people in the car, and my old habit happened again.

Halfway through, I was about to vomit, but I didn’t want to make a fool of myself, so I held it in for a while. Finally, I jumped out of the car happily. I breathed deeply, mouth There was also a slogan in it: Breathe in, breathe out...

After entering my grandma's house, I stretched out my arms, hugged my grandma and said, "Hello, grandma." Grandma quickly poured it for me. After drinking a cup of tea, I immediately said a few words: "Thank you, I can do it myself." Grandma cooked a lot of sumptuous dinners, including beef, chicken legs, preserved eggs, celery, screw meat, fish... all kinds of The various dishes made my mouth water and I was dazzled. After finishing the meal, my stomach was swollen like a big, round watermelon.

It was getting dark and it was time for us to go back. I looked at my grandma reluctantly. Grandma also gave me some toys. My grandma really loves me!

I had so much fun today! Grandma is really tired. Next time I have time, I will take grandma to our house as a guest!