Third grade writing essay "My Grandpa"

1. My grandfather essay 260 words

I have a grandfather who is willing to help others, cares about the next generation, and helps his neighbors. Moreover, he is an old man with a cheerful personality and has many things that we can learn from.

I get up at half past six every day, and my grandpa always appears downstairs on time, holding my breakfast in his hand. Grandpa has been doing this for six years. It has never stopped. I remember one day when I was in third grade, I was half an hour late for school, and my grandpa was waiting downstairs for half an hour. It was raining that day, and it was very cold because it was the winter solstice. Grandpa was already there. I had been standing in the rain for half an hour. Grandpa's ears had turned red. My nose felt sour and bitter tears fell down one by one. I grabbed the breakfast in Grandpa's hand and ran to school. Go and have breakfast while running. I feel that today’s breakfast is so bitter! Grandpa loves me more than he loves himself!

Although grandpa cares about me, he is absolutely careless when it comes to work. My parents often asked my grandfather to go to two places to print. For example, they asked him to go to the A place but he went to the B place. They asked him to hand-scrape the sample, but he made a digital sample. The pattern was bleached first, and then printed. But he printed it directly. Madagascar when grandpa was working became a common topic of conversation in my family during meals, and madagascar became a characteristic of grandpa.

Grandpa is also very helpful. He never gives out gifts to seniors over fifty-six years old during holidays. Grandpa is always the first to stand up and distribute reports and pension insurance. Grandpa always distributes them. They have never been asked for payment, and their items have never been lacking. This is the most worthy thing for me to learn from my grandfather.

This is my grandfather, a role model that I want to learn from. I love my grandpa.

2. Essay on My Grandfather

[Essay on My Grandfather] Memories slowly flow away with the years, and the only thing that remains in my heart is: that winter. In the early morning, around six o'clock, I was still lying lazily on the bed, and suddenly I remembered a "dong dong dong" knock on the door, but I ignored it: I had to come at this time...forget it, no matter Yes, my grandfather.

But the knock on the door was still loud and not humble. Oh, I turned around, covered my ears with the quilt, and shouted towards the door opposite: "Mom, open it!" "My mother went to open the door in disheveled clothes, but at this time I was no longer sleepy, so I listened to the conversation at the door: "...Hey, it's so cold outside, come in and sit down." "Haha, no need."

When I heard the sound, it belonged to grandpa. At this time, I heard the reluctant footsteps. It was my mother who wanted to pull grandpa in to sit. Grandpa resisted. Composition "My Grandpa" for the third grade of elementary school. I looked outside. Grandpa was wearing a leather jacket and gloves. Even when he breathed out, there were clouds of "white smoke". I saw big cakes, fried dough sticks and soy milk on the table. I knew. Grandpa came all the way here just to buy me breakfast.

"Where is my granddaughter? Is she still sleeping?" Grandpa looked towards my room and I quickly lay down. "Still sleeping, you came too early."

Mom's answer. "It doesn't matter, it's not too early. You can come here on a bicycle to exercise."

Grandpa was breathing into his cold hands and rubbing them. "Then...I'm leaving first, so I won't disturb you anymore."

Grandpa opened the door and walked out. Hearing the sound of my mother closing the door, I gently closed my eyes. This incident eventually fell into the pages of memory, making this touching bookmark. The person who served me breakfast was my grandfather.

Tears streaked down my cheeks, drowning in the memory. 3. Third grade composition "Grandpa and I" 80 words

My grandpa is almost 80. He has gray hair, small eyes, long ears, and the wrinkles on his face show that he is older. But he is healthy. I love my grandpa very much. I like to listen to his stories and jokes the most.

One night during the summer vacation, we were sitting outside chatting, and grandpa told us a joke.

In ancient times, there was a family who wrote a couplet during the Chinese New Year. The first couplet read: More people, less wealth. The left couplet reads: Brewing in a vat is good for making vinegar and sourness. The right couplet reads: Raising pigs is bigger than mountain rats, and all mice will die.

He happily posted the couplet on his door. Some uneducated people passed by his door and burst into laughter when they saw the words written on the couplet. It turned out that they regarded the couplet as: more people, more illness, less wealth. Making wine is just enough to make vinegar and sour. If pigs are bigger than mountain rats, they will all die.

After hearing this story, we laughed till we fell forward.

This story tells us that whether it is modern or ancient times, it is important to fully understand the text, otherwise it will be a joke.

My grandpa is really amazing, he has so much knowledge in the jokes he tells. I love my grandpa. 4. A 150-word essay on "My Grandpa and Me" (Volume 2 for Grade 3)

A 150-word essay on "My Grandpa"

In the early morning, when the sun just rose, Grandpa Started the day's activities.

Grandpa loves flowers and plants the most, so as soon as he gets up, he will water his flowers and plants and prune the branches. Then, turn on the tape recorder and do morning exercises with music. "One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four..." Look at how energetic grandpa is doing. Another thing that my grandfather must do in the morning is to urge me to read in the morning. Because my grandfather is a retired teacher, he pays great attention to my study. But he would not force me to take extra classes, because my grandfather firmly believed that as long as I listened carefully in class and did my homework carefully after returning home, there would be no need to spend extra money on tutoring. I remember one time, I ran home in a hurry as soon as school was over, and ended up leaving my homework behind. I was secretly happy, haha, I don’t have to do homework today. Anyway, I left my homework book behind, so it’s not like I won’t do it. After a while, grandpa came and saw that instead of doing my homework, I was watching TV leisurely. He asked me why I didn't do my homework. I said that I left my homework at school and couldn't do it. Suddenly, my grandfather became serious and criticized me for a long time. From then on, I didn’t dare to pull out my homework book anymore.

This is my serious and loving grandfather.

Hello, I hope it can help you, and I hope you will adopt it! 5. A 500-word essay on my grandfather

I was born in a large, happy and colorful family. From grandpa, grandma, my family of three, to my uncle’s family, there are eight people in total, which can’t be considered a “rich family”!

Among them, my favorite is grandpa, I like his kindness and amiability. Grandpa is nearly seventy years old, with a medium build, a rosy and shiny face, and he is very healthy at first glance. He has a pair of deep and energetic eyes that seem to be able to see everything. In his free time, he likes to draw and write calligraphy. But when he smiled, his eyes turned into crescent moons and could no longer be found. His gray hair is always neatly combed, and he looks particularly energetic.

Grandpa is good at everything, but he is a little stingy. No, every time you eat, if someone drops two grains of rice, he will always signal you to eat it; every time the vegetable washing water will be put into a bucket and kept for recycling - flushing the toilet; as long as you step out of the room, grandpa Then he turned off the light with a "click". I secretly said in my heart: "Grandpa is so stingy!"

However, one day at noon, I changed my view of grandpa. We had just sat down to eat when the door was gently pushed open. Just as my mother was about to get up, an old man in shabby clothes and a sack in his hand leaned half in and said in a strong foreign accent: "Brother, can you give me a drink of water?" After saying that, he retracted there. Half of his body was squatting outside the door. Grandpa shouted: "Come in, it's cold outside!" Grandpa refused at first, but couldn't help but persuade him, so he came in and drank a few sips of hot tea, but his eyes glanced at the food on the table from time to time. The attentive grandpa saw this and asked kindly: "You haven't eaten yet? I'll serve you a bowl of rice!" After hearing this, the grandpa waved his hands repeatedly, then opened his sack and said, "No, no! You buy it." If I roll silk, I will have food money." Grandpa was busy serving rice and did not answer.

The old man might be too hungry, so he took over the job without refusing and started gobbling it down. Grandpa kept saying: "Eat slowly, don't choke!" Grandpa said as he put a few pieces of braised pork into his bowl. I murmured in my heart: Isn’t Grandpa very “stingy” at ordinary times? So generous today! The old man who was halfway through the meal stopped the food in his hand, slowly raised his head, but with tears in his eyes, he choked and said: "Thank you, thank you!"

Later, we heard what the old man said He said that he lives in Shanxi, and his son has been forcing him to go out to sell silk rolls for nearly half a month. The old man’s journey was like begging on the street. It seems that not many were sold.

Grandpa was very angry after hearing this, and his face turned red. Then he took out a hundred yuan, stuffed it into his hand, and said, "I don't want any more silk. This money will be used as travel expenses for you. Go back to your hometown as soon as possible!" Grandpa shook his hand. The hand holding the hundred-dollar bill kept shaking...

I couldn't help but feel a sense of respect in my heart. It turned out that my grandfather was not stingy. I couldn't help but give my grandfather a thumbs up. Dear grandpa, you are really my role model! 6. The third-grade composition "My Grandfather and I" is 200 words.

My grandfather is sixty-five years old this year. He is healthy and amiable.

Grandpa’s hair is already gray, his eyebrows are thick, his eyes are like black pearls, his eyes are always so kind, his sense of smell has become dull, there are many beards around his mouth, which are very prickly, and his ears are a little Being deaf, you can't hear others whispering. The face is covered with wrinkles, like ripples on the sea, and there are some age spots on the face and back of the hands, like black grape seeds.

For me, my grandfather’s most important task is to take me to school. He always came to the school gate early to wait, sometimes for more than half an hour, but Grandpa felt that it was all worth it, because Grandpa was bored at home and wanted me to go back and talk to him.

My mother and I often advised my grandpa not to come too early. Firstly, it would cause congestion at the school gate, and secondly, he would suffer from exposure to wind and sun, but grandpa’s stubborn temper just seemed not to be heard. Grandpa sometimes plays poker with me; sometimes he takes me for a walk in the park; occasionally he helps grandma with housework.

Grandpa also has a bad habit - smoking, which always makes the house a mess. Grandpa loves me the most. Under his careful care, I grow up healthily like a happy bird.

Composition about grandpa: My attachment is given to my most beloved grandpa. 1400 words summary: A few months after we came back, grandpa left us forever. I didn't cry, I felt very calm, and I knew that grandpa passed away peacefully.

I heard from adults that grandma also passed away at this time seventeen years ago. Seventeen years later, grandma took grandpa away. They will look at us in the sky and bless us. I know that when two closely connected stars appear in the sky and shine, they are smiling at us... 7. My grandfather’s composition is 200 words

My grandfather’s composition introduction: My grandfather is over 60 years old, tall, with a wrinkled face and a pair of bright eyes. , what I am most proud of is my grandfather’s quality of “live till old age and learn till old age”.

That day, as soon as I walked into the door of my house, I was pushed and pulled to the study by my grandfather. The treasured book pointed at the English words and asked for advice: "Good granddaughter, how do you pronounce the words? ?” Monk Zhang Er was confused at once, how could grandpa... My grandpa is over 60 years old, tall, with a wrinkled face and a pair of bright eyes. What I am most proud of is that grandpa "lives" The quality of learning when you grow old. That day, as soon as I walked into the door of my house, I was pushed and pulled by my grandfather to the study room. The treasured book pointed at the English words and asked for advice: "My dear granddaughter, how do you pronounce the words?" I don’t know how to start asking my grandfather for English lessons. Really the sun comes from the west.

After asking, I found out that there had been a few foreign guests recently. Grandpa didn’t want people to act dumb in front of foreigners, so he learned English. It suddenly dawned on me. Mom asked grandma: "Old man, what's going on? Start learning English."

When grandma heard this, she became angry and vomited quickly: "I said I wanted to go out to buy something, so just buy something." Are you buying something? I actually bought an English book. Do you think it's annoying?" As soon as he finished speaking, grandpa ran in in a hurry, shouting: "It's over, it's over." I was wondering, Grandpa was in a hurry. become? I saw my grandpa turning on the TV and turning to channel 17, and his fluent and sweet English came to my ears.

It turns out that grandpa watches the English program "Into America" ??on time every day. Grandpa, he "lives and learns" and is an example for me to learn from.

2. My grandfather works in the Dazhou Municipal Highway Bureau. He is the chief engineer of the Highway Bureau and is responsible for building roads and bridges. Grandpa is sixty years old this year and will retire soon.

There are already a lot of white hairs on his head. Grandpa is not very tall, I estimate he is less than 1.7 meters tall. He is relatively thin, but very energetic.

My grandfather wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He looks like an intellectual and very knowledgeable. Grandpa is very concerned about my study.

Every night he urges me to do my homework. After I finished my homework, he would check it for me and point out any mistakes he found so that I could correct them.

He also teaches me English on weekends or after finishing my homework. Every morning before going to school, he would play English spoken tapes for me to listen to.

On the way to school, he also practiced spoken English with me. He usually takes the time to teach me mathematics. I have basically mastered the contents that the teacher has not yet taught, such as the addition, subtraction, multiplication and division of decimals and fractions.

He often recommends some extracurricular books to me. With the help of my grandfather, my grades have always been better.

Grandpa usually has very strict requirements on me. He tells me to get up on time every morning, so I have never been late since school.

My grandfather often taught me that I must abide by discipline in school and pay attention in class. He also asked me to respect teachers, to unite with classmates, not to hit or curse others, especially not to bully female classmates, to go home on time after school, and not to linger on the street.

My grandfather is also my good friend at home. He often takes time off to play with me.

Sometimes, he plays football and table tennis with me, sometimes he teaches me computer skills, sometimes he sings with me, and sometimes we watch sports games on TV together. He often tells me stories and teaches me how to play the piano... I think my grandpa is the best grandpa in the world.

I like him very much and I hope he can live a long and healthy life. Follow up and read the answer (3) I have a big and warm family.

In this big happy family, I like my grandfather very much. Grandpa is 60 years old this year. He still likes to do farm work, and his skin has become very rough.

There are many wrinkles on Grandpa’s bronze face. Although a pair of kind eyes were sunken deeply, they looked full of energy.

Ever since I was sensible, I knew that my grandpa loved me the most. It was noon on a hot July day, and the dense crop fields were airless, like a steamer, so stuffy that people couldn't breathe.

My head was covered with sweat, and it was pouring down my face. As soon as I got home, my grandpa asked me with a smile what I wanted to eat.

I immediately thought of grandma’s specialty dish - boiled vermicelli. I casually said: "Eat rice noodles!" At night, I saw a large bowl of rice noodles on the table.

Grandpa took it seriously. I was just joking with him at noon. I didn’t expect that grandpa would personally fill a small bowl of rice noodles for me. I was frowning and had no appetite at all. It was all my fault for calling the rice noodles into rice noodles! I put it in my mother's ear and said, "Mom, I don't want to eat rice noodles!" My mother lowered her voice and said sincerely, "Just try to eat some! Grandpa specially carried a bag of rice at noon in order to let you eat rice noodles. If other villages buy rice noodles, if it were me, I would definitely suffer from heatstroke!" I was stunned and didn't dare to say a word as I picked up the heavy rice noodles.

I really didn’t expect that grandpa loves me so much! In my impression, my grandfather is a hard-working, capable, frugal and simple old man. Grandpa always likes to wear a pair of old leather shoes and old clothes given by his father and uncle.

Grandpa rarely buys meat. He and grandma only buy meat a few times a month. Grandpa rarely buys new clothes.

[He bought a black coat for the Chinese New Year this time. He said that the new clothes he bought were cheap, warm, and had wool in the inner layer! Yes, in my eyes, grandpa has always only known how to contribute and rarely asked for money from his parents. In order to save a few yuan, he walked home from Zhongtang a few kilometers away every time he went to the market.

Dad said that in the past, my grandfather had to carry sacks weighing more than one hundred kilograms of millet every day in order for his father and uncle to go to college. After a tiring day, I only earn a pitiful two or three yuan.

At that time, grandpa and grandma were reluctant to eat any eggs at home, so they sold them all. My mother also said to me: "Look at how hardworking your father is, and you can imagine the hardworking energy of your grandparents.

So, you must not be lazy! "No wonder, grandpa is the famous "iron cow" in this small village! Now, my grandparents are so old, they have planted two acres of rice, raised two pigs, and raised more than 20 chickens and more than a dozen pigs. Domestic ducks and more than a dozen rabbits. Grandpa is considered a unique "all-rounder" in the village.

You see, there are flocks of chickens and ducks in the more than 200 square meters of my hometown, and all kinds of animals are prosperous. There are still piles of dry firewood everywhere, at least it can still be done. 8. Composition for the third grade: My family, grandparents, mom and dad

At home, my mother is the apple of my eye, and it feels like being with her. It's like the spring breeze blowing into my heart, which is very comfortable. When I'm with my father, it's like drinking a cup of hot tea, and my heart feels warm. When I don't do well in the exam, my mother will say gently: "Baby, you are so warm." I didn’t do well in the exam this time. Please support me next time! "And my father would be furious and wanted to slap me a few times. Maybe this is the so-called hatred of iron that cannot be made into steel. If there are questions that I can't do, my father will tell me very carefully: If there is anything wrong with me, My dad would tell me the questions I could do very carefully; if I wanted anything else, my dad would definitely satisfy me, as long as it was something he could do. When I wanted to clean the house at night, my dad would let me do it. I go to bed and let him do the cleaning. When I do my homework very late, my mother will feel sorry for me and let me go to bed early. When I fall asleep, my mother often gets up and looks at me. Have you kicked off the quilt? These are my parents. I have a loving and gentle mother and a responsible father. I am proud of this!

Grandpa is the best to me! Being with grandpa is like a good harvest in autumn, the fruits are one by one, and the feeling never stops. As long as it is something I like to eat, even if it is expensive, grandpa will buy three or four kilograms of it. Let me tell you a little. Secret: Most of my breakfasts are prepared by my grandma!

Grandma has the hardest time! She raised me from a very young age, so it can be said that she does all the work at home! Grandma took care of it all by herself. I have grown up a little, and originally grandma could take a break, but now that there is a little sister in the family, grandma still has to take care of her. I want to say to grandma, "Grandma, you have worked hard!" "In my heart, mom and grandma, one is an angel and the other is a guardian angel!

I have a warm and harmonious home. I love my home and my family even more! 9. Third grade composition I My grandpa taught me how to cook eels

My grandpa taught me how to catch eels

“Huh? Going to the countryside again? Very good! "Want to know why? Please read below.

This is what happened when I returned to my hometown Yixing last summer vacation...

One night, my grandfather took out a big cloth bag and said: He took my cousin and me to catch eels. When we heard it, we were very happy and agreed. My cousin and I put on our rain boots, took flashlights, and followed grandpa on the road.

Grandpa said that eels like it. They live in dark and humid places. At night, they come out to look for food and go to bed when they are full. “It’s not easy to catch! "Grandpa said. I don't believe it. I can't catch this little eel when it's asleep? After a while, we arrived at the destination - the rice field. Grandpa was in a group, and my cousin and I were in a group to catch eels in groups. < /p>

I took a flashlight and looked here and there. Where were these eels hiding? I looked, I looked, I looked, and I found one. The eel with a brown coat and a thick and long body was sleeping under a rock. I gently approached it, rolled up my sleeves, stretched out my "five-finger hook", and pinched the eel's body hard. Oh, why is this eel so slippery? A few seconds after I lifted it up, the eel slipped into the muddy water, twisted around, and swam away, splashing mud all over me. Humph? You, I wiped my face with my hands, turned on the flashlight, and looked for traces of the eel. Suddenly, my cousin shouted: "Sister, come here!" "I ran over quickly. When my cousin saw me, she laughed loudly: "Why did you become a clay figure? "What do you know? This is camouflage color." By the way, did you shout ***? "Look!" "Following the direction of my cousin's finger, I saw an eel lying in the mud not far away.

I carefully stretched out my "five-finger hook" again. This time I successfully grabbed it and slowly lifted it up. I was about to smile proudly, but as soon as I opened my mouth, this eel was in my hand. After a little swing dance, the result - you must have guessed it, the eel successfully escaped again.

I turned around and saw that my grandfather had caught several eels, so I went to ask my grandfather for advice. "I have a 'magic weapon'." "What magic weapon?" "This is it." Huh? The "magic weapon" is a bamboo clip? I saw grandpa holding a bamboo clip and gently pinching and releasing a sleeping eel, and the eel consciously got into the cloth bag. Grandpa handed me the clip, and I found an eel. I followed my grandfather's example and clamped it gently. As expected, I caught the eel and brought it to justice. After a while, the bag was filled with loot.

At noon the next day, grandpa cooked braised eel, and it tasted really good! Before leaving, we did not forget to take some wild eels home.

Do you want to catch eels with me? Come on, come with me to Yixing!