How does grandpa, a mobile phone fan, write a composition

1. I am a mobile phone fan. Now is the information age, and electronic products have penetrated into every family. There is a cell phone fan in our family. He is my father.

He can't live without his mobile phone all the time. As soon as he got up in the morning, he began to play with his mobile phone. As long as the "ding" rings, he will pick it up as if he had lost his soul. He can't stop beating gongs and drums or playing the trumpet. As long as the mobile phone is not in his hand, he feels uneasy.

I remember once driving to play, my father kept his hand glued to the machine, frequently swiped the screen, watched the news, friends circle and QQ…… for a while ....................................................................................................................................... At this time, my mother said, "You can't play with your mobile phone while driving. If you are not careful, something will happen. " Dad replied airily, "it's okay, it'll be fine." Are you kidding? Will something happen to a car driver like me? " I advised my father, "You'd better drive well." "Nothing, your dad is an old driver!" I saw my father holding a mobile phone in one hand and a steering wheel in the other, as if he were very skilled. But at some point, something unexpected happened, and dad caught up with the car in front before he could brake. Mom complained angrily: "Look, look, it's all the fault of the mobile phone." I thought to myself: People say, "You learn from your mistakes." Dad, you should learn from your mistakes!

2. News fan-Grandpa's composition is a news fan-Grandpa has a face with Chinese characters written on it, deep eyes under thick eyebrows, wrinkles all over his cheeks, and a black cap on his head. This is my grandfather.

My grandfather loves watching the news, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is a "news fan". Look-today, the sun is shining. Grandpa moved a chair and sat in the sun. He picked up a copy of Yangzhou Evening News and read it. He opened his eyes wide, read the dense text carefully, and leaned forward slightly, as if trying to catch up with flowers.

Watching, grandpa smacked his lips and nodded slightly, as if he had read an article he liked. I saw him go to the window, open it and say, "Open the window for 20 minutes every day, according to the newspaper."

You see, he really can't live without newspapers. With that, he quickly sat down in the chair and continued reading the newspaper without wasting any time reading it.

Grandpa adjusted his glasses and brought the newspaper to his eyes. He rubbed his hands, took a deep breath, frowned slightly and read the sentence several times. Then his eyebrows stuck out. It seems that grandpa ate that sentence into his heart. With the sound of eating, grandpa will explain the news in the newspaper to us at the dinner table again! This is my grandfather, a "news fan" grandfather.

I am a mobile phone fan. Now is the information age, and electronic products have penetrated into every family. There is a cell phone fan in our family. He is my father.

He can't live without his mobile phone all the time. As soon as he got up in the morning, he began to play with his mobile phone. As long as the "ding" rings, he will pick it up as if he had lost his soul. He can't stop beating gongs and drums or playing the trumpet. As long as the mobile phone is not in his hand, he feels uneasy.

I remember once driving to play, my father kept his hand glued to the machine, frequently swiped the screen, watched the news, friends circle and QQ…… for a while ....................................................................................................................................... At this time, my mother said, "You can't play with your mobile phone while driving. If you are not careful, something will happen. "

Dad replied airily, "it's okay, it'll be fine." Are you kidding? Will something happen to a car driver like me? " I advised my father, "You'd better drive well."

"Nothing, your dad is an old driver!" I saw my father holding a mobile phone in one hand and a steering wheel in the other, as if he were very skilled. But at some point, something unexpected happened, and dad caught up with the car in front before he could brake.

Mom complained angrily: "Look, look, it's all the fault of the mobile phone." I thought to myself: People say, "You learn from your mistakes." Dad, you should learn from your mistakes.

4. Look at this fan's composition 100 words. My grandfather is over 60 years old this year. His kind face is covered with deep wrinkles. A pair of eyes are embedded in his dark red face, always showing kind eyes. His rough big hands are like cracked bark, thick and powerful.

Grandpa is very hardworking. Every day before the cock crows, I am still intoxicated with sweet dreams. Grandpa has arrived in the field and started a hard day's work. Whether it's the scorching sun or the autumn wind, grandpa can always be seen in the field.

Grandpa's family has many sheep. As soon as they saw grandpa, the lambs barked around him. Grandpa always touches this and pats that as if he were his own child. I remember one time, a ewe was "dystocia" and there was no veterinarian in the village, so grandpa became a "midwife" to help the ewe give birth to a baby. Seeing that their mother and son were safe, grandpa wiped the sweat on his head and smiled happily.

This is my grandfather, I wish him a long life!

My grandfather

My grandfather

This year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I went to visit the grave with my parents, which reminded me of my late grandfather.

My grandfather was only 73 when he died.

My grandfather is big and looks fierce, but he treats people kindly, nothing like him.

My grandfather loves me very much. He is very concerned about my study. For a while, my grades were poor. Grandpa didn't scold me, but sat down beside me and said to me gently, "Obviously, you should study hard and work hard. I didn't do well in this exam. Just do well in the next exam! " I am very moved and determined to repay my grandfather with good grades. But my dear grandfather died before he saw my good grades.

My grandfather sometimes loses his temper, eats very fastidiously, and often scolds his grandmother. I hate him very much. If my grandfather died, I should be happy. I don't know what happened, but my heart is empty and I miss my beloved grandfather.

I love my grandpa! I will miss him forever!

My grandfather Zhidao is a retired high school teacher and is very interested in new things.

Not long ago, my mother bought a mobile phone for my grandfather. Once, grandpa saw me playing a game. Grandpa said, "Can you teach me to play with my mobile phone?" I said, "Of course!" After that, I taught my grandfather to play "Space War". Grandpa learned it quickly and said, "Look, you are always playing with your heart. Can you teach me to play again? " I said, "A little something? What is a small heart? Is it WeChat? " Grandpa said awkwardly, "Yes, it's WeChat." "Well, I'll teach you to play." I replied. Next, I taught my grandfather the methods of voice dialogue, handwritten Chinese characters and so on.

Now, my grandfather not only loves to play games, but also often chats online through WeChat. Everyone in our family, including my parents and me, are his good friends, and even the neighbors are his good friends. What a veritable "cyber man"!

This is my grandfather. He likes playing games, chatting online and has many good friends.

6. How to write interesting stories in the composition of mobile phone fans' mothers?

An interesting thing happened on Sunday afternoon, and now I feel very funny. Want to know what's going on? Let me tell you something.

That day, my mother's good helper Aucma's electric car suddenly broke down. Hey! Can't help it! I have to send it to be repaired again. My father and I rode a motorcycle in front, and my mother followed slowly on a broken electric car. After a while, it will be convenient to repair the car. Mother smiled and said to the master, "master, the brakes of this car seem to be broken, and there is something wrong with the battery." Ask the master to help repair it. " The master said, "I'm afraid there's no hurry now, so do it!" " Will you pick up the car tomorrow? ""yes, yes! " Mom replied with a big smile on her face. When she was about to turn around and leave, I found that the master looked at her mother several times with strange eyes, which made her very puzzled. She stood there for a while before leaving.

I followed my mom and jumped in front of my dad. I found my father looking at my mother strangely. Then I laughed and pointed at my mother's feet and said, "Look at you! What's there to panic about? Why are you wearing a pair of slippers on one foot? How ridiculous! " "Ha ha ....." I know the reason, laugh! "ah!" Mom was surprised. Seeing her like that, she really wanted to find a place to hide her feet. Only then did she understand why the master looked at her like that. My mother was embarrassed to blame my father and I for not telling you earlier. Really! My father and I both laughed, and we couldn't help laughing. ...

Everyone has a childhood, and many things happen in childhood. I also did some interesting things, such as making a snowman, skating, playing badminton and so on. The two things I remember most clearly are: The first thing is that I once had an interesting parrot. The second thing is: once my parents bought me skates and I roller skated.

I remember one day I went home happily and saw a lively and lovely parrot with a pair of crystal clear eyes, a clever brain and a sharp mouth.

My parrot is very interesting. Several times when I came home, my parrot fluttered its wings and twittered as if to say, "Welcome back, little master." There are also several times when I think about problems, I am learning from me. I scratched my head with my hand, and it patted my head with its wings. Whenever I am unhappy, it will fly around. While flying, twittering, as if singing to relieve boredom. Sometimes, my parrot makes people laugh from ear to ear. For example, it looks at me with wide eyes, and I am fascinated and motionless. But a few weeks later, the parrot recognized me. Whenever I play with it, it seems very happy and flies around in the cage. In this way, we became inseparable friends. I want to play with it every day. My parrot is really interesting.

I remember one summer vacation, I came home from composition class. I was surprised to see something in my mother's hand, so I looked at it carefully. My mother asked me what it was for, and I mumbled and replied, "There are four wheels on each shoe. I think it's for school. My mother burst into tears after hearing this. I asked my mother what it was, and she said it was roller skates. " What is this for? ""It's for fun. "

This is my interesting childhood. How happy and interesting my childhood was!

7. I have a strong father who is a veritable movie fan of about 350 words.

Because of this hobby, we made a big joke.

One day, my mother went to Fujihashi to visit her sick grandmother, leaving only my father and me at home. Dad sat on the sofa with his legs crossed leisurely, watching the movie starring Jackie Chan. I am reading in my room. It's noon, and dad is still on the sofa, absorbed in watching movies. My stomach has been growling.

After a while, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I said to my father, "Dad. My stomach is hungry. I want to eat scrambled eggs. "

Dad smiled and said, I remind you, you are fired.

I said helplessly, "All right!" Scrambled eggs began, and my ears pricked up. Come and listen to orders.

After a while, my father kept shouting, "Come on, come on, come on ..."

I was immediately ordered to pour oil into the pot. After a while, calm was restored. Suddenly, my father shouted, "Hit one, hit one, hit one."

I thought it was an egg, so I kept beating eggs. As soon as I broke the egg, my father shouted angrily, "Why are you so stupid?" Come on! "

I thought my father was angry, so I obediently poured the oil into the pot.

After a while, my father happily went into the kitchen from the living room to see my grades. At first glance, dad's face is like March day, the child's face-it changes when he says it. Because I poured half a bucket of oil and eight eggs, and then my father would fry them again.

You see, my father is a veritable movie fan!

This is a model essay. Please correct it. If not, I'll send another one.

8. I am a mobile phone fan. My father called me a "couch potato". Because whenever I have time, I can't help turning on the TV and watching it. What "comics", "martial arts films" and "ghost films"? I like everything. Every time I turn on the TV, I will be attracted by the wonderful lens, and I will forget the time when I watch it. My parents can't help me. That's why my father called me a "couch potato".

My mother called me a "bookworm". Because all the books on my bookshelf are full. I have fairy tale books, composition books, comic books and counseling books, and I don't lack anything. I like reading very much. As the saying goes: "There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book." Books are a sea of knowledge and a free world. From there we can know things we didn't know before, from there we can know the history of our motherland, and from there we can regain our confidence. That's why my mother calls me a nerd.

My brother said I was a "fan" because as soon as I heard my friend asked me out to play, I would say yes. Many of my friends are "Guli Merxat", "Dilihumal Kulesi", "Nazi Xiahe", "Diragi" and "Dilini Geer". They are all my inseparable friends. Play bungee jumping, hide-and-seek and grab seats when you go out? That's why my brother called me "jigsaw puzzle".

Tell me, what kind of fan am I?

The children of our generation have great wealth, that is, we live a happy life in a happy world.

Once, my father and I went to pick apples in my cousin's orchard and saw red apples hanging high on trees with green leaves, like small lanterns, which made my mouth water. Before my father moved the ladder, my cousin and I immediately grabbed and crawled like monkeys and climbed up the tree in a few minutes.

I stepped on a branch and reached for a big red apple. Suddenly, there was a "crack"

1, this branch can't support my whole body weight. It broke and threw me all over the floor. My cousin is laughing in the tree, but I don't care about the pain at all. I patted the dirt on my body and climbed up again. This time I grabbed the main branch and reached for it. By the time my father brought the ladder from the shed in the orchard, I was already sitting on the branch eating apples.

Another time, my cousin and I came to the river to play. There are green grass everywhere, and there are some blue, purple and goose yellow wildflowers in the grass, which are spread by the river like blankets. Look! Many small fish in the river swim leisurely, sinking or floating, showing their round heads and small tails at one time, as if playing hide and seek. There is a golden fish with bulging eyes and wide mouth, just like a first-grade child pronouncing the pinyin letter "O", which is very interesting!

The happiness of my childhood has continued, and I have grown up day by day in these happiness. Now, I will leave this childhood boat, but the happiness of childhood will be the brightest star in my memory.

9. My mobile phone fan's father wrote the word 100. My father is very tall with short black hair. He has dark skin, yellow teeth and a single eyelid. Although a little ugly, I heard from my mother that my father is very popular at school.

There are "net bugs" in other people's homes and "mobile phone bugs" in mine. Since my father bought a new mobile phone, he built a nest on it and swam in his nest every day.

When the mobile phone was first bought, there were only two pages of functions, but after three hours, there were many more functions. It turns out that dad has been wandering in his "nest" all this time.

The next day, it was time to eat. "Dad, come and eat!" There was silence. I called again, but there was still no sound. So, I went over to have a look: my god! Dad is lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone leisurely! I have to go back to eat by myself. After dinner, dad is still watching. I shouted again, "Dad, don't you sleep?" Dad put down his cell phone and reluctantly went to the bedroom and said, "Of course I slept."

At 9: 30 in the evening, it's time for bed. Dad said, "I'm going to bed first!" " "Say that finish, he picked up the phone and went into the bedroom. Neither mom nor I care. After a while, my mother and I slept, and suddenly found that the light in my father's bedroom was still on. I walked in and saw my father still playing with his mobile phone! In other words, from just now, dad has been watching his mobile phone for more than two hours!

Alas, dad is really a "mobile phone fan"! Up to now, his mobile phone function has added another page!

10. I am a mobile phone fan. With the improvement of people's living standards, computers have become an indispensable item for thousands of families, and everyone can't live without computers. That's why all three of us are computer addicts because of it.

Dad comes home from work every day, the first thing is to turn on the computer, watch international news and play chess. I also bought some books about how to operate the computer. I read and operate them.

My father often taught me some computer knowledge, and soon cultivated me into a small internet addict. I often read excellent articles online, and sometimes I watch cartoons and play games. Even my greeting cards for my good friends are made by computers.

Once I sent an email to my good friend on qq mailbox, and I lost the front "."when I entered the recipient. I entered it several times in a row, but the email could not be sent out. I am puzzled and feel very strange: "Hey, why can't I send it?"? Is the computer broken? " When dad heard this, he quickly came over and said, "What's the matter?" I told him about it, but my father still didn't believe me. "Impossible, how can a computer be wrong? You must have entered the wrong address. " I checked it carefully and found that there was a small spot missing. I said grumpily, "I can't lose at all, really!" " Although I say this, I have to admire this computer in my heart and think, "This computer is really powerful, and I can't make any mistakes."

My mother, a busy person in my family, is busier. When she was a little free, she also gathered in front of the computer, pushing my father and me aside to look at the clothes on Taobao and indulging in them alone.

Now people say that computers belong to the family: "the third party". In fact, people love it too much. I think, in a family with a computer, the same drama as ours will be staged.