Better than relative components

Writing is the most familiar thing in study, work and even life. Writing is a narrative method that expresses a theme through words after people's ideological consideration and language organization. In order to make your writing easier and more convenient, the following is a better composition I wrote than the person you love. Welcome to read, I hope you will like it.

1 There lived a Miao grandmother in the village, leaving her alone at home because all her children were working in other places. Grandma is over eighty years old, and now she can't even straighten her waist. No one cleans at home, and no one washes her clothes and quilts. Everyone in the village knows grandma's house and often goes to help. Xiaoling knew about it and learned from the adults to help her grandmother.

Xiaoling arrived at her grandmother's house and saw her bending over and coming to Xiaoling with a cane. Xiaoling said, "Hello, Grandma! I am here to help you with your work. " Seeing Xiaoling's warm heart, the grandmother whispered, "Son, that's very kind of you. Thank you for helping her. " Xiaoling saw a lot of dirty clothes at grandma's house. Xiaoling took a basin full of water and brought brushes and soap. She rubbed the clothes in the basin, then washed and rubbed them with soap. Xiaoling rubbed hard, glittering and translucent sweat kept flowing down her cheeks. Grandma saw Xiaoling working so hard and showed a grateful smile on her face. Xiaoling washed the clothes and put them on the drying rack. Although she was very tired, she was very happy when she saw the clean clothes on the hanger and thought of what she could do for grandma.

Xiaoling finished her work and said happily, "Goodbye, Grandma. I will come often in the future. " Grandma held Xiaoling in her arms, gently stroked her face and said kindly, "Xiaoling, you are really a sensible child." Thank you for washing grandma's clothes. " Xiaoling smiled shyly.

In a small village, there are many Miao people, only Fenger is Han nationality. Fenger's neighbor is an old lady in her sixties. The old woman's daughter goes abroad to study and can't come back several times a year. Although she is still tough, after all, she has no hands around and is inconvenient to move. Feng Er is a warm-hearted girl. She often goes to grandma's house to help, chat with grandma and relieve her boredom.

Today is the weekend. After finishing the homework, the wind remembered the dirty clothes that grandma had changed a few days ago and ran to grandma's house. Grandma was sleeping soundly, and Fenger walked softly to the first room, took out the washbasin, picked up the washboard, tied on an apron, and washed clothes in the yard. After washing clothes, the wind washed the sheets again. The sheets were too heavy for Fenger to rub, so she tapped them with a stick. "Bang, bang ..." This rhythmic voice woke grandma. Wrapped in a headscarf, with her mouth tied, she came to the first room with a cane.

Grandma was shocked to see what she saw. She went to Feng 'er with tears in her eyes. She raised Fenger's little hand, which was red with cold, and said sadly, "You are really closer than my own granddaughter!" The wind said shyly, "This is what I should do."

There are true feelings everywhere in the world, and true feelings always warm people's hearts. This is better than relatives.

Today is Saturday, the weather is sunny and white clouds are blooming. I live in a small village with flowers and birds. My neighbor is grandma Zhang. She was born ill and can't do housework. Her son and daughter are fighting Japanese devils outside and haven't been to her old man's house for several years. My mother goes to grandma Zhang's house to wash clothes and cook every day, but today my mother can't go to grandma Zhang's house to do housework, so my mother asked me to take care of grandma Zhang.

I walked into grandma Zhang's house happily and found that there were many dirty clothes, quilts and towels in her house. I thought: I finally have a job. I quickly made a basin of clean water, and then put the dirty clothes, dirty quilts and dirty towels into the clean water. As soon as I put them in, the water turned black. I think grandma Zhang's clothes are too dirty. I managed to clean grandma Zhang's clothes. At this moment, Grandma Zhang came out of the room. She saw me washing clothes so hard and said to me, "Xiaohong, don't wash clothes yet." It's cold outside. Come in and have a cup of hot tea! " I said, "Grandma Zhang, I'm not cold. I am very warm! " "Say that finish, I began to wash the quilt and towel. At this moment, grandma Zhang Ran came out excitedly, hugged me and said, "Little Red, you are so sensible. If your mother knew about it, she would certainly praise you. "I listened to Grandma Zhang and said happily," Grandma Zhang, you don't have to thank me, because this is what I should do. "

After that, I happily washed a grandma's quilt and towel.

In a small village, there is an old man-Grandma Zhang.

Grandma Zhang is a Miao. She is 78 years old, and her legs and feet are inconvenient. She has a son who works outside. Grandma Zhang's neighbor is a little girl. The little girl often hears her mother say, "Coco, go to Grandma Zhang's house to help her if you have nothing to do." Coco really can't bear to let a lonely old man do such tired work. So Tian Mi felt that she had to help Grandma Zhang. On this day, I could see Grandma Zhang working in the field, so I went into Grandma Zhang's house to see what to do. When she came in, she saw the house in a mess. The original white sheets were dirty beyond description, and the clothes were piled up in a mess ... Coco saw them and washed them with a bucket of water. How difficult it is to get a sheet! The sheets are big and thick, and cocoa can only be wiped bit by bit. After washing the sheets, Coco's little hands were red and stiff with cold. But when she thought of grandma Zhang, all her fatigue disappeared. Coco hung the clothes out, and then grandma Zhang came back when she finished. Grandma Zhang understood at once, held Coco in her arms and said with a smile, "Coco, you are really closer than my own daughter!" " "Cocoa said shyly," where did you say you were? It's right to do a little thing for you. I have to help you do more! " "

Really not a relative, better than a relative!

If you see an old woman with a teenage girl in her arms and say with tears, "Thank you, son!" " ".Can you believe that these are two grandchildren who are not related by blood?

In a small mountain village, there lived a kind old woman. She is the only one living in the family, and everything in the family falls on her. Grandma's neighbor Xiaoli is warm-hearted. She helps grandma with housework whenever she has time. Xiaoli sees grandma's hard work and always runs to help her. At this moment, Xiaoli made up her mind that most grandmothers must do what they can.

On a sunny Sunday, Xiaoli finished her homework and went to work for her grandmother. On entering the room, Xiaoli saw grandma washing clothes with great difficulty. She quickly ran to put on an apron and said to her grandmother, "Grandma, take a rest!" " ! I'll wash this dress! ""thank you! ! "Grandma said." You're welcome. This is what I should do! "Xiaoli said, picked up the washboard and soap and began to wash, even if the water splashed on the clothes.

At this time, the grandmother looked at Xiaoli's clothes with her hand and said, "Is the child okay?" "Nothing!" In this case, how can we not send out "not relatives, better than relatives." What about feelings?

This is a story between a Miao nationality and a Han nationality. It was a little dark in a shabby hut. A little girl named Ling Fei is washing a small quilt. Her little hands seem to be washing very hard.

After a while, she hung the washed bedding on a bracket made of branches and bamboo poles to dry. Then pour out the water in the basin, go down to the river and call a basin of water to put on the ground. When Ling Fei put the rest of C's clothes into the bucket, a Miao grandmother with crutches came slowly. The old woman is a little pale, with a wrinkled forehead and a big black hat on her head. She limped towards the little girl with a kind smile on her face. When Ling Fei saw grandma coming, she immediately put down her things and helped her up. My face is as red as a red apple. Seeing that Ling Fei was a little shy, she didn't know where to put her feet, but kept wiping her hands with an apron. Grandma gently stroked the girl's hair with rough hands and asked with concern, "We are all a family in Han Miao. Leave this little thing to me, old lady! " But Ling Fei refused all the time.

At this moment, there is a warm current between Ling Fei and grandma, which makes grandma feel that Ling Fei is better than her relatives.

Once upon a time, there lived a Miao grandmother in a village. She is over 90 years old and has white hair. Xiao Li is her neighbor. She saw it in her eyes and thought: grandma is old and it is inconvenient to walk around. I should help her.

One day, when she finished her homework, she ran to her grandmother's house quickly. She saw a pile of unwashed clothes in the corner, so she picked them up and came to the beautiful stream. She put down her clothes and soaked them, then coated them with soap, then beat them with a stick, making a crackling sound like cheerful music, and finally washed them with water. In a short time, Xiaoli washed the clothes.

When she hung up her clothes and was ready to leave, grandma just came out. She came trembling, put her arms around Xiaoli's body and put her wrinkled face on Xiaoli's ruddy face. Grandma said excitedly, thank you, good boy. You helped me lighten the burden. I don't know how to thank you. You're welcome, grandma. I am your neighbor. This is what I should do. When I am free, I will do more for you. Grandma's eyes are a little wet: thank you, you are really closer than my granddaughter! Xiaoli blushed and smiled happily. Grandma smiled, too, and the tight wrinkles unfolded like blooming chrysanthemums.

There are true feelings everywhere in the world, and true feelings always break people's hearts. Let's be a teenager who respects the old and loves the young!

In the suburb of a city, there lived a white-haired grandmother. All her children worked in the city and seldom went home. Only grandma lives alone.

A little girl named Xiao Jing is grandma's neighbor. Xiaojing always feels sympathy when she sees grandma doing housework with crutches. She decided to help her grandmother with the housework. One day, Xiao Jing saw grandma struggling to wash clothes with a cane in one hand and a laundry stick in the other. Xiaojing ran to grandma and said to her affectionately, "grandma, let me help you wash it." Please have a rest! " Grandma immediately shook her hand and said, "No, no, I'll do it myself." . "But Xiao Jing said firmly," it doesn't matter. When I grow up, it is right to help you with the housework. "Hearing this, the grandmother had no choice but to let Xiao Jing do it. So Xiao Jing rubbed and beat, and one piece of dirty clothes was washed clean by Xiao Jing as if it had just been bought. Xiao Jing finished her work and was about to leave. But I was hugged by my grandmother. Her warm face clung to Xiao Jing, and she said, "Xiao Jing, you are great!" " "Xiaohong said shyly," Nothing, nothing. "

Since then, Xiao Jing has often helped her grandmother in her life. Xiao Jing and grandma are not relatives, but their love is deeper than relatives.

In a small village full of Han people, there is a Miao grandmother. Her son and daughter-in-law were transferred to work in the county town six months ago and haven't had time to take her into the city. There is a little girl named Xiaohong, Han nationality, who lives next door to grandma's house. Xiaohong's parents are warm-hearted and come to help grandma whenever they have time. Xiaohong's mother often says to Xiaohong, "You are a young pioneer. You should help grandma do what she can." That's what Xiaohong did.

One Sunday morning, Xiaohong came to grandma's house early. The room is quiet. Xiaohong thought grandma hadn't got up yet. Xiaohong crept into grandma's house and saw the broom in the corner at a glance. Without saying anything, she rolled up her sleeves and cleaned the house. Xiaohong came to the yard and saw a basin of unwashed clothes. She immediately picked up the washboard and soap and began to wash. Just when Xiaohong finished washing clothes and wanted to dry them, grandma came out of the house on crutches and saw the little girl washing clothes for herself, her hands were red with cold. Touch Xiaohong's ruddy face with skinny hands and touch Xiaohong's forehead with wrinkled face. He shed happy tears. Smile happily and say, "Good boy, thank you!" "

Although neighbors, but this feeling is better than relatives!

Once upon a time, there was a remote mountain village where dozens of families lived. There is only an old Miao woman in her seventies. Her living conditions are not rich, just because there are no relatives around, her husband has left, and her only youngest daughter works outside all the year round and rarely comes back once!

A little girl of Han nationality lives nearby. She is young but enthusiastic. She saw the old lady at home alone, with no one to accompany her, and she was a little busy at work. So I help the old woman do housework almost every day. After a while, the relationship between the two became very good.

It's getting colder and colder. It's a little cold. The little girl went to the old woman's yard again and found a big basket of clothes on the ground. She thought, "The old lady must feel a little cold and warm when washing." I'd better help her wash it, because he needs less work! So, without saying anything, he rolled up his sleeves and washed them. At this time, the old woman sitting in the house heard the sound of washing clothes in the yard and came out out of curiosity and doubt. I was surprised to see that the bamboo pole on one side was covered with washed clothes, and the little girl was trying to wash it. The old lady saw it. She held the little girl, held her cold hand, touched her face with her big rough hand and said, "Thank you, you are such a good boy!" " "It must be very cold! The little girl smiled and said, it doesn't matter, this is what we should do!

Although not relatives, but better than relatives!

Better than a relative's composition 1 1 Hong Qi is a little girl of Han nationality who came to this small Miao village not long ago. I go to work with a farmer every morning and sleep in an alley at night. On the night when I first arrived, I spread a straw mat on the ground, washed the blanket I picked up from the roadside and pulled some banana leaves as mosquito nets. Hey! The cot is ready. With these, I can go to the farm to make up a few meals every day, and Red Cut will be satisfied.

At noon today, it's normal. As usual, Hong Qi rolled up her sleeves, tied on her apron and hummed a little song, and returned to her "home". She put down her only thing-the washbasin, filled it with water, and then took out the dirty clothes to wash. After washing, I found a rope to hang my clothes. Just when the air was blown away, Hong Qi was about to take a nap when suddenly she found a haggard old woman coming to the alley. It's dog days. Who will come out to bask in the sun? She looked intently-it was grandma Esme! Her son is very ill. Grandma should not leave home now. Should she ... Thinking of this, the red elephant was struck by lightning and muttered, "He's dead, no wonder grandma is like this!" " The red chef calmed down and helped grandma Esme sit down.

In the afternoon, Hong Qi went to work as usual. After work, I went back to the alley before my hands dried up. She saw grandma standing and wanted to help her sit down. But grandma suddenly put her arms around Red Knife, kept touching Red Knife's face and said, "Thank you …" Red Knife smiled happily.

In a remote mountainous area, there is a village. Grandma Wang is very old. She lives alone in an old house and has a hard life.

One day, Xiaohong was on her way home from school. She happened to pass by her grandmother's house and heard her coughing. Xiaohong looked in from the window and saw Grandma Wang lying in bed, still coughing. Xiaohong thought, I must help her.

Xiaohong sneaked into Grandma Wang's house. Suddenly, a foul smell came to my nose. Xiaohong covered her nose and saw a pile of dirty clothes on the broken sofa, which was still stained with mud. Flies keep circling on it, and even some flies stink. Xiaohong said quietly, "I'm going to help grandma wash clothes today." After that, Xiaohong made a basin of water, put the clothes in and poured the washing powder, picked up the washboard and washed the clothes. After washing for a while, Xiaohong felt her hands hurt. At first glance, it turned out that her hand was cut and bleeding. But thinking of grandma Wang's old hands, gray hair and coughing in her ears, Xiaohong is still washing clothes.

After washing clothes, Grandma Wang suddenly woke up. She held Xiaohong in her arms and touched Xiaohong's face with rough hands. Grandma Wang had tears in her eyes and said softly, "Xiaohong, thank you. You are a good boy."

Time to go home. On the way home, the birds in the tree sang more happily, the sunset glow was redder and the dog was barking. It seems that everyone praises her as a good child. Xiaohong smiled happily.

There lived an old woman in a small mountain village. She is very old, about 70 years old. Her children have all gone out to work, and she hasn't visited her for a long time.

At the same time, there lived a little girl. Her name was Xiaojie. She has a Zhang Xiuqing face, raised eyebrows and big eyes as bright as two black gems. The mouth is small and red. His mother is a warm-hearted person. Every day when she comes back from working in the fields, she will visit her grandmother's house, either mending or helping her sweep the floor. She often tells her assistant that when you come back from school, you should do something for your grandmother, and the young pioneers should help the elderly. Since then, Xiaojie has always remembered her mother's words. At that time, when she was young, she helped grandma clean the table and sweep the floor. I can't do anything else. Now I can do more for Lao Nai when I grow up.

One day, Zhu Xiao passed by grandma's house and found grandma's door open. So Xiao Jie went in and saw the old woman lying on the bed with a lot of medicine beside her. Zhu Xiao suddenly realized that grandma was ill and didn't wash the dirty clothes at home. Xiaojie picked up the bamboo basket and walked into the yard. She picked up her clothes and wiped them hard. Then, she picked up a bucket of clean water to wash away the bubbles. When Xiaofu hung up the clothes, grandma came out trembling. I put my crutch aside, moistened the corner of my eyes, put my arms around my sister and said, "You are a good boy. You are closer to me than my daughter. How can I thank you? " Xiaojie blushed and said with a smile, "Grandma, it's right to do something for you. I will do more for you in the future."

The little girl used her love to let her grandmother take care of her relatives. There are true feelings everywhere in the world, not relatives, but relatives.

In a beautiful mountain village, there lived a white-haired Miao grandmother. Grandma's children have all gone to work in far-away cities and seldom come home, leaving her alone.

There is a little girl of Han nationality in the village, Xiaoqing. Her home is not far from her grandmother's. Every time Xiaoqing passes by her grandmother's house, she can always see her hard work in housework and can't help but feel sympathy. So Xiaoqing decided to help grandma do some housework. One day, Xiaoqing suddenly stopped when she walked to grandma's door. She found a pile of dirty clothes in grandma's washtub. Grandma was worried when she looked at these dirty clothes! Then Xiaoqing walked into the yard and shouted, "Grandma!" Grandma saw Xiaoqing coming and asked, "Xiaoqing, what can I do for you?" Xiaoqing said, "haven't these clothes been washed yet?" I'll wash it for you. " Before grandma could answer, Xiaoqing rolled up her sleeves and washed clothes. Soon, one piece of clothes was washed and hung in the yard.

At this time, the old woman who was already in full bloom came over, grabbed Xiaoqing into her arms, stroked Xiaoqing's red face with rough hands, and said lovingly, "What a sensible child, thank you ..." Xiaoqing bowed her head a little shyly, wiped her hands on her apron and said, "Grandma, this is what I should do, and I will help you in the future.

Outside in the big tree, birds are singing happily. Xiaoqing went home humming a little song. Grandma looked at Xiaoqing, who was far away, and couldn't help but sigh: "Not a relative, not as good as a relative!"

A little girl of Han nationality lives in Miao village. The little girl's neighbor is a Miao grandmother. She is an empty nester and her family is poor.

One day, the little girl saw grandma doing housework and wanted to help him, so she went to help grandma wash clothes during her nap. The little girl first went to the stream outside the house to get a bucket of water, then dipped her clothes in the water and put them on the washboard to rub them up. She also beats the stains on her clothes with a stick from time to time. Washing and washing, the little girl's forehead was covered with sweat. She thought, I am young and strong, and washing clothes is so tired. My grandmother must be more tired! Thinking about it, she became more energetic. Finally, she rinsed the clothes several times with clear water, wrung them out and hung them on a hanger.

At this moment, the old woman woke up. She saw the washed clothes on the hanger and the little girl standing beside her, and her eyes were wet. She leaned her crutch against the wall and quickly went over to hug the little girl. Her face turned into a flower with a smile. Grandma also touched the little girl's face gently and said, "Thank you for helping me lighten the burden. You see your little hands are red! " The little girl said, "You're welcome. We are neighbors and should help each other! " "

Although little girls and grandmothers are not a nation or relatives, they are better than relatives. What a good Miao-Han family!