My grandma composition

In daily study, work, and life, everyone must be exposed to composition. The composition must focus on the theme and make in-depth explanations around the same theme. Avoid rambling, scattered topics or even no theme. . How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following are my grandmother's compositions that I have collected and compiled. Welcome to read and collect them. My Grandma Essay 1

She is a tea farmer, with a dark face with a pair of bright eyes, a flat nose, a big mouth, short stature, and chubby body. In her sixties, she made a living by picking tea. She built a home with her rough hands. She is the person I admire most - grandma. However, an extraordinary incident changed her ordinary life.

Grandma and grandpa used to pick tea together, share housework, and live in harmony. One time, the two went to pick tea. Suddenly, grandpa fainted and fell to the ground. Grandma, who was unaware of the situation, was shocked by the sudden incident. Grandma grabbed her elderly mobile phone and hurriedly called 120, and then called my mother. It was the first time I heard my strong grandmother cry.

Our family returned to our hometown of Songyang. After examination, it was found that grandpa had suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and was lying on the bed with a pale face. Their originally carefree life was disrupted, as if a stone had been thrown into the calm lake. Grandpa became a vegetative state. When the doctor said there was no hope and when we lost confidence, only grandma was not discouraged. She believed that grandpa would definitely wake up!

Grandma helps grandpa wipe his body, massage and talk to grandpa every day. In this way, day after day, grandma worked from dawn to dusk to take care of grandpa. The wrinkles on her forehead became more obvious and her hair became much whiter.

Finally, a miracle happened. God seemed to be moved by what grandma did, and grandpa's eyelashes trembled violently. Ah, grandpa opened his eyes, he woke up! My mother told me that there are only two chances in ten thousand people to survive from a vegetative state, but my grandpa actually survived! Grandma took grandpa home.

Now, grandma not only has to take care of grandpa every day, but also picks tea. Life is more tiring than before. Grandpa is very fat and often eats meat secretly during meals. He is also very lazy and unwilling to walk. He is often pushed to practice by his grandmother. Grandma used the rest time to drag the fat and lazy grandpa to walk, 10 meters, 20 meters, 30 meters... Finally, the hard work paid off, and grandpa not only learned to walk, but also learned to speak.

Now my grandpa has also made progress. He often walks outside and bathes in the beautiful sunshine. Grandma works hard every day picking tea, working hard to make money, and cleaning the house. Grandma looked at the clean house and grandpa who was getting better, with a sweet smile on her lips.

This is my grandmother’s extraordinary life. Her spirit of self-improvement, hard work and hard work is worth learning from. Grandma taught me that when faced with adversity, we must learn not to shrink or be discouraged. As long as we persevere, miracles will happen! My Grandma Essay 2

My grandma is sixty-five years old this year. She has short black and white hair, bright eyes, and a smiling mouth under the high bridge of her nose. She is a very affable, hard-working and capable person.

As long as grandma comes, she will do all the housework in our house. She helps us clean, wash clothes, buy groceries and cook, and arranges our home in order.

Every morning, my grandma gets up and makes us a nutritious and delicious breakfast. Today it’s millet porridge, tomorrow we’ll have dumplings, and the day after tomorrow it’ll be tremella and lotus seed soup. It's like a scam. She prepared a different delicious breakfast for us every day. Once, I told my grandma that I wanted to eat Xiaolin fried dumplings for breakfast. However, the next morning, grandma did not go out to buy Xiaolin fried dumplings. Instead, she brought a plate of tofu and meat buns made by herself. At first, I felt disappointed in my heart, but when I took a bite of the tofu and the delicious soup flowed into my mouth, I wrote that I thought it was really delicious. Grandma’s tofu pork buns immediately killed Xiaolin’s fried pork buns. Grandma said to me: The fried dumplings bought outside are too greasy and unhygienic, so I made tofu dumplings specially for you. As a result, that morning, she got up more than an hour earlier than usual to make steamed buns for me.

Grandma not only cares about my life, but also cares about my study. Whenever I do my homework, my grandma will come to me from time to time to look at what I have written and my homework. She often told me to write correctly and do the questions carefully.

When my grades were good, she seemed happier than me and would praise and reward me; when my grades were unsatisfactory, she would talk to me seriously and let me find problems, learn lessons, and keep working hard.

Grandma, you always warm me like the sun. You are like a towering tree, sheltering me from wind and rain. Dear grandma, I love you forever! My Grandma Essay 3

My grandma is in her sixties, with gray hair on her temples, many fine wrinkles on her forehead, and a pair of bright eyes. When she smiles, the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes wrinkle slightly, like a wrinkle. The lake water rippled gently and was extremely warm.

Grandma loves life. She dresses neatly and elegantly without any stains. In order to cover up her gray hair, she always wears a black wig when she goes out. She is a commendable and beautiful "old lady". Grandma keeps the house clean and the items are arranged neatly and orderly. It is extremely comfortable to live at home. I love this "little nest" very much. Grandma likes sports. Every morning she wears sportswear and goes to the square to exercise. She plays soft ball, does Tai Chi, dances Tai Chi sword... Those movements are so beautiful!

Grandma is very clever, and the food she cooks is delicious and delicious. When I smell the aroma in the living room, the greedy bugs in my stomach come out, and I can't help but rush into the kitchen to taste it first. quick. The sweater my grandma knitted for me was very beautiful. The patterns on the sweater were rich and colorful, including patterns of Arabic numerals, patterns of little girls, and patterns of sunflowers... Once I was having dinner in a hotel, and two old ladies looked at my sweater carefully. , and asked who knitted the sweater for me, I proudly replied: "It was knitted by my grandma!"

Grandma is full of love. She gave up her leisurely retirement life. When I was young, she made a lot of shit. Take my urine with me, feed me milk and food, wash my diapers, and take good care of me when I am sick. As I grew older, she arranged my diet reasonably and took care of my life and study in order. Last year, my aunt had a car accident and could not take care of herself. Grandma volunteered to be a "love ambassador" and did housework at her aunt's house for three months.

This is my grandma, an old man who loves life, is ingenious and full of love. My Grandma Essay 4

I have always admired a person and how she could take care of things so neatly. When I was a child, I always liked to follow her around, picking vegetables, washing vegetables, selecting vegetables, and cooking vegetables. She could always do things in an orderly manner, but I would always mess up. I admire her so much and wish I could be as capable as her.

She is my grandmother. She is like a superwoman. She can make delicious meals and carry 20 kilograms of rice. She can also do many jobs that others cannot do.

My grandma often told me that when she was a child, her academic performance was very good, with a perfect score of 5, and she could also get a 5 in the exam. She finally became a nurse, and her work performance was also good at work, but she has been a nurse all her life. . Others recommended her to be a head nurse, but because there were too many things at home, her grandmother refused.

Grandma is not tall, has a round face, and is very beautiful. She was decisive and agile in doing things, and she did things just like her people. "Today's work is done today." Grandma described this sentence vividly.

Sometimes grandma is gentle, sometimes very strict, sometimes very stubborn, but most of the time, I think grandma is very strong. Once, when my grandmother was crossing the road, she was accidentally knocked down by a motorcycle. Fortunately, her grandmother was not seriously injured, except for soft tissue contusion. When grandma returned home, she didn't say a word and didn't tell us about it. Later we found out what happened. I asked grandma: "Grandma, doesn't it hurt?" Grandma just said lightly: "It hurts, that's okay." You have to endure it." I think grandma felt pain but didn't take the initiative to tell us because she didn't want us to worry! Grandma is so strong, is it really okay? If you don’t tell us, it will make us worry!

Moreover, grandma is also gentle. She also has the gentleness that all Chinese women have. One time, my mother was on a business trip and I stayed at my grandma's house. That day, I was late because I was checking information, and my grandma, who was used to going to bed early, was waiting for me to go to bed. Later, when I went to bed, my grandma stayed with me and said that she would wait until I fell asleep. I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. I was afraid that grandma would be tired, so I pretended to be asleep, and then grandma left. Before leaving, she didn't forget to cover me with a quilt. Suddenly I felt a warm current gurgling into my heart, and my eyes became moist.

That night, I almost didn’t sleep all night.

Grandma, I love you, you are the hero in my heart! My Grandma Essay 5

My grandma is a young and artistic woman, and she is also an artistic old man.

When I met my grandma, she was already an artistic old man. Grandma was a little girl. She never did any work at home. She even cooked rice because she forgot to read a book. After marrying grandpa, she didn’t do much work at home. Grandpa did everything except giving birth to my mother. Apart from their brothers and sisters, what grandma did most was read books and watch movies. Ever since I was sensible, my impression of my grandma was that of a grandma who sat there and read a book. Because she didn’t exercise much, she stayed in the rocking chair with her book.

My mother said that my grandmother’s favorite thing was reading. When my mother was very young, my grandmother would borrow a lot of books to read. Therefore, my mother read with my grandmother since I was a child. When I was in elementary school, my mother read with my grandmother. Finished the Four Great Classics. There is no taboo when grandma takes her mother to read books. As long as mother wants to read, grandma will let her read. She doesn’t think there is anything wrong with children reading. Grandma always feels that there is no good or bad in books, only that they are interesting or interesting. Boring distinction. My grandma seems to strongly agree that "you can't read books unless you borrow them." She never has a collection of books at home, and all the books she wants to read are borrowed from the library. Even I have a library card that I got when I was very young, and I still have it in my library. In my drawer.

Later, my mother told me that my grandma liked to watch movies when she was young. When my mother and I were as old as we are now, my grandma and grandpa would take their children to watch movies. My mother said that she In my impression, their family seemed to go to the movies every night. I don’t know if it was because of my grandfather’s job or something else. In short, their family seemed to have never had less money to watch movies at that time. Mom said that when they watch a movie, someone will tell them outside whether the movie today is suitable for children. If it is not suitable for children, grandpa and grandma will ask their uncle to take mom and the others back, and grandpa and grandma will watch the movie by themselves. , at this time, my mother and the others would laugh and say that grandpa and grandma were in love again. My Grandma Essay 6

It’s very cold.

He was walking on the road alone.

Tears still fell down uncontrollably and wet his shirt.

The wind blew so hard that he couldn't help but shiver.

He slowly bent down and covered his cold face with his cold hands, trying hard to control himself - but no matter how hard he tried, his tears were still uncontrollable, dripping and dripping from his fingers. slipped between.

He finally couldn't help it anymore and cried loudly: "Grandma...Grandma, come back. I miss you so much. I really want to eat the egg yolk soup you made again..."

< p> Yes, his grandmother, that kind-faced and amiable old man, finally passed away a week ago because she could not resist the menacing illness.

In his impression, he was the grandson that his grandmother loved the most during her lifetime.

When my grandma passed away, the whole family cried like a sea of ??tears. Only he, from when he first received the news to when his grandma was buried, did not shed a single tear.

After returning home, he locked himself in his room and locked the door. Although his parents cried, shouted and persuaded him outside the door, he never responded, and he never had a meal. A drop of water.

One night when his parents were not at home, he sneaked out and wandered around in the street.

Oh, oh, such a cold day and a dark sky without stars, it really looks like the weather the night my grandma passed away.

Suddenly, he suddenly looked in one direction of the sky, where a star broke into his field of vision, so small, but working so hard to make itself shine.

"Grandma...Grandma..." He suddenly remembered what his grandmother often said to him: "After a person dies, he will become a star. After grandma is gone, you Then you can find me and you won’t be alone.” At that time, he nodded in understanding, but now, he understood nothing. My Grandma Essay 7

My grandma is an out-and-out rural woman. She has taken care of housework all her life and is diligent and thrifty. My great-great-grandfather died of a serious illness when my grandmother was 18 years old. The youngest aunt was only 7 years old at the time, and my grandmother was the eldest, so the burden of the family of seven fell on my great-great-grandmother and my grandmother.

Grandma is the eldest of six brothers and sisters, so during holidays, there are always younger brothers and sisters bringing cakes to grandma. Grandma herself was reluctant to eat it, and would always put it away until my mother and uncle returned to their hometown. However, by this time, the pastry had already expired. Once, my grandma couldn't bear to throw away the moldy and hairy chicken cake, so she steamed it in a pot before eating it. As a result, she still had diarrhea and went to the hospital.

Grandma is still a clever and ingenious person. The sweaters and cloth shoes knitted by grandma are the most famous in the village. As long as grandma sees a new weaving pattern once, she can figure out the pattern and start knitting it herself right away. Therefore, people in the village often ask grandma to knit sweaters. The cloth shoes made by my grandmother were also extremely exquisite. In the early years, most people in rural areas made their own shoes. Grandma often made cloth shoes and cotton shoes for my mother and uncle. The shoes made by my grandma are exquisite and well-fitting, and sometimes beautiful patterns are made with crochet hooks on the uppers. Therefore, people often come to my grandma to help cut shoe patterns. At this time, my grandma never refuses and always provides them free of charge.

Grandma knows a little about medicine. When adults or children in the village have any minor problems with headaches or fever, they always come to grandma. Grandma always took the trouble to see doctors for free, and she also grew some herbs herself, so the whole village respected her very much.

Grandma is getting older, and the children are also growing up. The mother is the eldest daughter of her grandmother. Even though her family was poor, her mother still worked hard to study and became the first person in the family to leave the farm. When grandma learned that her mother was admitted to a technical secondary school, she was so happy. But then the "huge" tuition fees cast a shadow over the whole family. My mother had to pay more than 3,000 yuan for a year's tuition for a technical secondary school. For the poor grandmother's family, this was undoubtedly a huge debt. Because of the tuition fees... , my grandmother went to work as a plasterer at a construction site, and in her spare time, she went to the mountains in the village to find herbs to dry and sell for money. With her efforts, she finally raised enough money for her mother’s tuition.

It has been eight years since my grandma left us, but her voice and smile still echo in my mind. My Grandma Essay 8

There is a deep memory in everyone's heart. A person, a person who will stand by you and help you no matter what, a person who will not blame you no matter what mistakes you make, that person is my grandma.

I remember one time, During the winter vacation, our family went to my grandma’s house. It was already midnight when we arrived. At dawn the next day, my cousin and I ran around and walked around. We saw a cave and my cousin said that it was inside. It was very dangerous. I didn’t believe it, so I took my cousin and walked inside. After walking for about a minute or two, it suddenly became dark inside, so we ran outside. After returning home, we went upstairs with our mobile phones, flashlights, and some food. He Shui told his family that we would stay at a friend's house for a day and come back tomorrow. In fact, we were going to the cave at that time. However, when we were halfway there, my cousin suddenly said she felt uncomfortable and didn't want to go, so I called her. I went home by myself and told her not to tell her family. After we separated, I continued walking. Halfway through, I came to a place I didn't know where I was. I got anxious and called my grandma. After talking about the cause and story of the incident, my grandma immediately called my parents, and they all came out to look for me. I was walking around in a hurry, and when I came to a stranger place, I ran away. Suddenly, I fell. I fell into a pool, and I finally climbed up and hid in an aloe vera. When I woke up, I was still there, but I was cold and hungry, and suddenly I remembered that I had food in my backpack. I was eating and walking when I saw an old man with a hunchback in front of me, so I ran over and asked how to get to my grandma’s house. She pointed to the west and left. I walked in the direction pointed by the old man and saw a familiar person. The figure in front of me was my grandma. I ran over and fell into my grandma’s arms. When I woke up, I was lying on the hospital bed. My parents kept scolding me, but grandma kept speaking for me. I couldn’t help but shed tears. Falling down.

This is my grandma, a grandma who loves me. My Grandma Essay 9

My grandma is a hot and cold person, she is happy. It's especially good when she's not happy, and she won't say anything when she's not happy. My grandma has a round face, big eyes, and wrinkles on her cheeks and corners of her eyes. Looking at my grandma's pale hair, I feel very sad. Feeling a little distressed.

I remember it was during a summer vacation, my parents and I rushed to my grandma’s house. At that time, we had not seen each other for a year because we were studying abroad. When my grandma saw me, she hugged me immediately, looked me up and down, and said, "It's been so long since we last met. My granddaughter has grown taller and more beautiful!" I shyly touched my head and said, "How can I?" Ah, grandma." After saying that, grandma asked again: "How are you? No one bullies you at school. Do you have enough to eat? Your parents didn't beat you or scold you. Did you sleep well at night?" I asked. Listen and say: "No, grandma, you ask so many questions at once, and I can't answer them." Grandma smiled and said: "Haha, okay, you are hungry, I will cook."

After saying that, grandma went to the kitchen. I originally went to help, but grandma never let me go. I don’t know how long it took, but the meal was ready. Grandma gave me a big bowl of rice and a lot of vegetables, including meat and vegetarian dishes, and said, "Eat more, and you won't be able to eat it next time." I looked at these dishes, and I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart. .

Later, my parents had no time to take care of me because of their work, so they took my grandma over. Grandma was very happy to be with us every day, but sometimes she did something wrong, and her face immediately changed. , became serious, and my grandma would teach me what to do as a human being, what to do if I made a mistake, how to cook, and not to lie. Because of this, I became better and more polite under the guidance of my grandma.

My grandma is very good to me. Although she is sometimes strict, I know it is for my own good. Besides my parents, the person who loves me the most is my grandma. I want to say to grandma: Grandma, you have worked hard, I love you! My grandma essay 10

My grandma has two not very bright eyes and a dry mouth. Her dark and rosy face is covered with wrinkles due to long-term fatigue. She 63 Years old. She really cares about me!

After I was born, because my father and mother were busy every day, my grandmother took care of me all day long. She feeds me during the day and changes my diapers at night. Before I go to bed, she always tells me nice stories until I fall asleep.

I remember when I was in second grade, I injured my leg while playing football with a kid. When I got home, I didn't want my grandma to know because I was afraid of causing trouble to her elderly family, and I was also afraid that she would be sad when she saw that I was injured, but unfortunately I was discovered anyway. When she saw me limping into her bedroom, she asked: "What's wrong with you? Did you hurt your leg?" I said hesitantly: "Yes...yes..." Grandma hurriedly came from home. She looked for alcohol and violet solution in the medicine box, but could not find them. She was so anxious that she was sweating profusely and ran out. Before leaving, she did not forget to tell me: "Don't move, I will be back in a while." That day, After my grandma bought the medicine, she applied it to me several times. Use alcohol for disinfection the first time, and use violet every time thereafter. A week passed, and my injury gradually healed, but grandma became thinner and older. I feel very sorry for her. While grandma was applying medicine to me, I wiped the glistening sweat from my grandma’s face with the towel I had prepared a long time ago, and said quietly: "Grandma, I - love - you, I will definitely do it when I grow up. I will repay you well! ”

In this world, my grandma is the most caring and loving relative of me. She gave me my childhood dreams and ideals. I love my dearest grandma! My Grandma Essay 11

There is a person who often reminds me of her. She has done a lot for me. Whenever I think of her, my heart is full of gratitude. She is my grandmother.

When I was a child, I cried a lot and would stay in the room angrily after an argument with my mother. She would give me lollipops to eat, and she was my grandmother. I was very greedy at that time, so I would naturally listen to my grandmother's words and apologize to my mother. That kind tone and gentle teachings have always lingered in my ears.

I have a bad gastrointestinal condition. I would get stomachaches if I ate too much at night or accidentally ate the wrong food. Whenever this happened, my grandma would rub my belly with distress and comfort me gently. Later, my grandma would not hesitate. After several hard trips to the city to buy medicine, my stomach was cured.

Later, when I went to elementary school, I made many mistakes every day because of my carelessness. My father would angrily criticize me when he was correcting my homework. I don't like school, I don't like homework, and I don't like my dad who always criticizes me. Therefore, I drew a picture of "away from homework and dad".

When my grandma saw it, she didn't criticize me as harshly as my mother did, but praised my painting for being beautiful. I was very proud, because I like painting very much, and then my grandma said sincerely: "Your paintings are very beautiful, but your intentions are wrong. Do you really understand your father and homework? Dad is right because he wants her daughter to become talented." You are strict and the homework is a reinforcement of the knowledge you have learned in a day. You should take it seriously and not deal with it carelessly, otherwise you will regret it in the future. Cherish the present and study hard. Don't be like grandma. He is blind." These words have stuck with me to this day.

Thank you, grandma! It was you who gave me a colorful childhood and made me never regret my efforts. You are always the person I am most grateful to. My Grandma Essay 12

There is a magician in my family, that is my grandma.

Grandma is already in her early sixties. She has a pair of bright eyes, a kind face with a few wrinkles of vicissitudes of life, and she is an amiable and caring person. Because my sister and I were both raised by our grandmothers, we are particularly attached to her.

Now let’s talk about why my grandma is a magician! She has a pair of rough but dexterous hands, and everything that comes to her changes into new patterns like magic. I remember that when I was very young, my mother had an old floral skirt. My mother was going to throw it away, but my grandmother was very reluctant to part with it and quietly put it away. On a night with clear wind and bright stars, I fell asleep early. I woke up in the middle of the night and saw my grandma sewing in and out of that old floral skirt. The next morning, grandma took out a little nightgown. Let me wear it. I asked my grandma curiously where this new skirt came from. Grandma smiled and said: I made it by magic! I was so surprised that I kept chasing my grandma to teach me how to do magic. My grandma laughed so much that I scratched my little nose and said: You will know when you grow up! Later, I found out that my grandma had made the little nightgown out of my mother’s old floral skirt.

Another winter, my grandma and I went to her hometown, and it happened to be snowing heavily in my hometown. Seeing the heavy snowfall really made me very excited, and I couldn’t wait to go out and play in the snow, but my grandma stopped me and said: It’s very cold outside, so you have to wear thicker clothes before going out! Grandma wrapped me up like a rice dumpling, and then went out with the little rice dumpling with satisfaction. As soon as I went out, my face turned red from the cold, but this couldn't stop my playfulness. Grandma quickly built a snowman like magic. I was so excited that I jumped around in the snow and kissed my grandma again and again. I really liked this snowman so much that I told my grandma that I was going to take the snowman back. Go to Guangdong.

My grandma watched me grow up day by day, and I watched my grandma get older day by day. I love my grandma, and I must be filial to my grandma when I grow up. My Grandma Essay 13

I was drinking hot tea and staring into the distance in a daze. Suddenly, the smoke of the hot tea pulled me back to my childhood.

When the maple leaves were just turning red that year, I caught a cold and had a fever. I was lying in a warm quilt with a heater on next to the bed. I was falling asleep in a daze, with my face burning hot. Yes, at this time, the door opened, and grandma walked in with a smile. She first touched my little face with her cold big hands. I opened my eyes and saw grandma's kind face. I thought I was going to suffer again. She shouted angrily: "I don't like bitter water." Grandma shook her head mysteriously and smiled: "This is not bitter water, this is magical sweet water that can make my little baby no longer feel uncomfortable." I widened my eyes. , believing it to be true: "Really? I want to drink, I want to drink." "Okay, okay." Grandma said slowly, "But when you drink the magic sweet water, you have to hold your nose and drink it. Can you do it? "Yes, yes!" I was so excited that I really couldn't figure out how I believed it at the time. "Okay, open your mouth, come on!" Just like that, grandma coaxed and coaxed me to feed the medicine. When I found out that it was bitter water again, I cried and said that grandma was lying. Grandma explained that she got the wrong water. Then he brought me a bowl of prepared sugar water and fed it to me, and then I fell asleep peacefully again.

Now, my mother takes me to the city to go to school. Before the fourth grade, I still have time to visit my grandmother. But in fifth and sixth grade, I had heavy study tasks and rarely visited my grandma. One day, my parents suddenly took me to the hospital. Sitting on the hospital bed was my grandmother. At this moment, my family was coaxing my grandmother to take medicine. But she was just like me when I was a child, she wouldn't drink anything.

I went to make a bowl of sugar water and put it aside. "This is not medicine! Do you know? This is magical sweet water. If you have any pain, it will stop the pain after drinking it!" I lied. Grandma believed it and drank the medicine. When she found out, I handed her the sugar water, explained it as before, and let her gradually fall asleep. My family looked at me in surprise, and I smiled: "That's how she coaxed me back then." Later I learned that my grandma had a cerebral hemorrhage, and now she is completely an old naughty child. I felt heartbroken and could not hold back tears, but my heart was crying. .

Now my grandma has been discharged from the hospital, but she is still like a child, laughing and making noise... My Grandma Essay 14

In the hot summer, when you are sweating, it is best to eat a meal. A bowl of cool Guiling Paste is sweet and melts in your mouth. Each bowl of Guiling Paste is sprinkled with ingredients. Osmanthus dumplings, milk, and pearls are its best partners.

When I was a child, my favorite food was my grandmother’s Guiling Jelly. After playing with my friends in the garden all afternoon, I wanted to take a bite of Guiling Jelly when I got home. Every year, my grandma always makes a lot of Guiling paste for us to eat. She thinks the ones sold outside are unhealthy and not authentic, so she makes them for us by hand every time. Every morning during the summer vacation, you can always see my grandma busy in the kitchen. She has homemade white jelly and black jelly, which she boils in a pot and then processed.

The turtle paste made by grandma is cut into even cubes, and the juice is rich and sweet. When you want to eat it, you can pour some milk or milk tea. If possible, you can also add some condensed milk and sprinkle with some nuts. Perfect. Whenever she made turtle paste for us to taste, grandma would always sit next to us and watch us eat. She would wipe the sweat on her face and forehead with her hands from time to time, and ask us if it tasted good. There was a kind of pride on her face. , at that moment we felt the sweetness of happiness rippling in our hearts.

Every time I eat Guiling Gao, I think of my hometown and my grandmother. Some people say that happiness is abstract, but sometimes it is very concrete, but my happiness is that small, dark, sweet bowl of turtle paste. My Grandma Essay 15

If you ask me, who is my favorite person? I will tell you without hesitation: "My grandma."

My grandma lives in a beautiful mountain village, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, with fresh air, tranquility and beauty.

Grandma is thin, not tall, and has short hair. A few strands of white hair have appeared in the original black hair. My grandma had big eyes and a mole on her lip. I asked her, "Why do you have a mole on your lip?" Grandma told me, "A mole on your lip means you are a lucky person and you are not afraid of failure." Eat." I said I also wanted to have one, and my grandma patted my head and said softly: "Silly boy!"

My grandma took care of me from the time I was born to the day I went to kindergarten. My grandma takes great care of me. Every time my grandma would cook my favorite meal for me, it was so delicious. There are tomato scrambled eggs, braised pork, and mung bean soup. In the summer, every time my mother buys mung bean soup for me, it doesn’t taste like my grandma’s. I think grandma’s cooking is the best. Whenever I was accidentally injured, my grandma would bandage my wound very gently, while pretending to criticize me harshly while bandaging. In fact, I knew it was my grandma who felt sorry for me.

Although I am in the second grade of elementary school now, I still cry every time I come back from my grandma’s house during holidays. I just don’t want to leave my grandma. My mother always says that I won’t grow up.