My beloved grandfather is kind, trustworthy and serious in my mind.

I remember once, when I was doing my homework, I looked up at an alarm clock and found that the second hand of the alarm clock stopped at the same place. In my experience, the alarm clock must be dead.

I picked up two batteries.

Put it in the alarm clock,

But the second hand of the alarm clock still doesn't go.

This confuses me,

I am in a hurry.

Call grandpa. Grandpa looked at it, frowned, fiddled with it and said:

"oh! Watch hands have

Some problems need to be fixed. Let me help you!

"Say that finish grandpa took out his toolbox.

Reading glasses carefully repaired the alarm clock.

Grandpa stared at the alarm clock,

Keep wriggling in your hands

With a screwdriver,

Ding, a screw fell to the ground, and the back cover was opened, leaving only the alarm clock in the scene.

It can be described in one word:

What a mess!

But grandpa skillfully put the parts together one by one.

Take it off,

Adjust the second and minute hands and assemble the parts carefully.

Finally, put it back.

Put the lid on,

Install the battery,

The alarm clock is ticking!

Grandpa's face is wrinkled.

His face is full of happiness.

Grandpa is very kind. Every time I come home from school, I will walk to the kitchen at a brisk pace, which is always the case.

You can smell the fragrance of soybean milk, and you can always taste a thick one in that faint fragrance.

love ...

I didn't like soybean milk until later. You know, a few years ago, I especially hated soybean milk.

Every time, my mother forced me to hold my nose and drink, because grandpa refused to put down soy milk every time.

Sugar, light soybean milk in your mouth, just like drinking boiled water, has no taste. Every time I come home,

When I smell the soybean milk outside the door,

My heart will naturally emerge a greasy.

Feeling.

One day, I came home with stiff hands, red ears and two feet.

Shoes keep rubbing,

I wish I could add some calories,

Of course, this is of no help.

Push

Open the door,

The smell of soybean milk came to my face.

Unlike usual,

There is nothing in my heart.

Have that greasy feeling,

A warm feeling welled up in my heart,

Refresh my mind,

I'm getting better.

Breathe and suck the warm taste hard.

"Ah, Lele is back! Come and drink soybean milk, grandpa has been soaking it for a long time!

"Hey.

Pass me a cup of soybean milk.

I took soybean milk,

Put your hands on both sides of the cup,

A heat wave

All over the body,

I took a sip,

Deep love,

Slowly flowing into my body.

Every corner of it.

Only then did I realize that,

So this is the real taste of soybean milk. ...

Grandpa is loyal,

Last winter,

It snowed heavily,

Just two days before it snowed.

Jesus Christ,

I called grandpa,

Let grandpa pick me up on Friday.

However, on Friday afternoon, the sky floated.

There were bursts of heavy snow.

I came home,

Looking down from upstairs,

Found that the ground has accumulated a thick layer.

A layer of snow

I think I've agreed that grandpa will pick me up.

But it is snowing heavily outside.

I

Think about it,

The road outside must be slippery,

Traffic is also slow,

Grandpa's mood is also very anxious

Hurry up!

I won't let grandpa pick me up.

But nobody answered the phone over there,

I am impatient.

Burning.

I have to do my homework at home,

After a while,

I vaguely heard someone knocking at the door.

The voice came, and I ran to see it. It turned out to be grandpa.

Grandpa's head and upper body are covered with snowflakes.

gelid

Washed away,

My hands are shaking a little,

You look tired,

Grandpa took the trouble to brave the heavy snow.

Pick me up tomorrow. I quickly let grandpa into the house, but grandpa quickly said:

"Let's go for a while.

It will snow harder and harder. "

2. How to write the composition "Grandpa's Love" If you want to ask me: Who loves me the most? I won't hesitate to tell you that's my grandfather.

My grandfather is a kind old man and an old educator. He is over seventy years old. Most of his hair has turned white and his face is covered with wrinkles, but he looks very energetic and energetic. Grandpa is not only knowledgeable, but also takes care of his family, especially for me, selflessly.

At noon on a Sunday, my grandfather and I went to the park near the community to play after dinner. Just when I was in high spirits, suddenly, the sky was overcast, followed by a strong wind and a downpour. Grandpa quickly took off his coat, wrapped me tightly and said eagerly, "Go home quickly and pay attention to safety." what are you going to do？ "Leave me alone, run home and be careful on the road!" . Being not far from home, I wore grandpa's thick clothes and didn't get wet by the rain. When I got home, my mother asked me, "Where's Grandpa?" ? I said, in the back. The words sound just fell and grandpa came back wet. Looking at grandpa who was drenched by rain, my heart was sour.

In order not to let me get wet in the rain, my grandfather was soaked in the rain. I think I am the happiest person in the world. Although this is only a small matter, it expresses my grandfather's deep love for me and always inspires me to study hard and make continuous progress.

3. The original publisher of the composition wrote around the central meaning: Long Yuan Journal Network.

In ancient times, there was a scholar who never got to the point when writing articles. Once, he went to ask the teacher for advice. The teacher took him to a small forest, pointed to a spider web and said, "Please worship it as a teacher!" " "The reader looked at it for a long time and suddenly understood the mystery. Since then, his article has made rapid progress. Someone asked him why, and he said, "There is no spider web without a center in the world. Spider webs are made of a center and then a circle. The same is true of writing articles! "

So how to write around the central meaning?

Write a paragraph around the central sentence.

The composition of the middle grade requires writing one thing around the central meaning. Students in this section can usually practice with fragments-write specific sentences around the central sentence.

What is the central sentence?

The central sentence is generally the first sentence of a paragraph, which summarizes the main content of this paragraph.

Exodus: The fog this morning is really heavy and beautiful! There was a vast expanse of whiteness between heaven and earth, as if there was an incomparably wide tulle garment floating. Mountains, houses, fields and trees in the distance are shrouded in milky fog, looming and beautiful. I walked on the way to school, as if I were in a misty fairyland, which was very interesting.

The first sentence in the example is the central sentence, and the last three sentences are all around "The fog this morning is really heavy and beautiful!" This sentence is described in detail: "white, milky white" first writes the color of fog, and "incomparably wide gauze clothing" is a metaphor for writing the beauty of fog and fog. Through my feelings and conversations with characters, the fog is very thick and heavy.

Grandpa's love composition has a good beginning and end. The old man who sells hemp balls.

Selling hemp balls, selling hemp balls ... "This damn peddling woke me up from my dream again. Needless to say, it's half past five, and it's still half an hour before I should get up.

Somehow, just recently, there was an old man selling hemp balls in our family. He starts selling at 5: 30 every day, whether on weekdays or weekends. Whether it is sunny, windy or rainy, it will not give in. Every day, he disturbs my good dreams. I should get up at six o'clock. At this time, he woke me up and made me afraid to sleep. When I got up, I didn't think of it. I had to toss and turn in bed and wasted half an hour, not to mention how uncomfortable it was. For this reason, I hate this hemp ball very much, and I get a headache and upset when I hear this peddling. I don't know how many times I scolded him in my heart.

However, until one day, my opinion of this old man selling hemp balls suddenly changed.

It was a sunny Sunday morning, and I was woken up by the hateful peddling as usual. I covered my head tightly with a quilt and didn't want to mention how cruel I was to the old man. It's hateful to have such a rest day and not let people sleep late. Suddenly, amid the harsh hawking, there came the crowing of larks, which was crisp and sweet, and my heart could not help moving. I can't sleep anyway. I might as well go out and see the scenery in the morning, see what kind of old man this is and what kind of craftsmanship he has, just lift the quilt and put it on quickly.

I took some change and walked out of the house. Hey, it's a nice day today. The sky is blue and the sun is shining, and my heart suddenly opens up. I followed the hawking to find the old man selling hemp balls, and I saw an old man surrounded by a large group of children from a distance. I thought, no wonder peddling comes every day, business is good. I quickly took a few steps and took a closer look, which surprised me. In my heart, the person who sells hemp balls is a dirty person covered in oil. I didn't expect the old man in front of me to wear an old uniform that was washed white, but he was clean and neat, up and down, and he looked capable. I secretly liked it, handed the change to my hand and said, "Give me two." With money in one hand, the old man picked up a pair of chopsticks and a convenient bag in the other, took out two hemp balls and put them in the bag. He said gently, "Be careful, take them." I took it, took out one and took a bite. It's really fragrant and crisp. It's delicious, very delicious. I can't help liking him. I looked at him carefully: my weather-beaten face left wrinkles carved by years, my body was strong, and my face was always filled with a kind smile to children. No wonder the children were surrounded in a big circle. No wonder the child wants to eat so much. No wonder I eat hemp balls contentedly when I come back every day.

Who knows that I was stopped by the old man just a few steps ago, and I couldn't help but "plop" in my heart, thinking that I had just paid the money. Why, should I be corrected? My newfound affection for him suddenly disappeared. I turned around angrily and just wanted to attack. Unexpectedly, the old man took out four and a half pieces from his pocket and handed them to me. He said apologetically, "little classmate, I was busy just now and didn't have time to give you change." I am really sorry. " I was puzzled. He quickly said, "You gave me five dollars." I suddenly understood that because I was in a hurry, I didn't care to mistake five dollars for fifty cents. Looking at the money handed by the old man and remembering the thoughts in my head, my face turned white for a moment. I don't know what to do. Seeing me like this, the old man asked with concern, "What's the matter, little classmate?" What's the matter? "I was speechless. I really hate myself. How can I look at such an old man who works hard to support himself? I quickly reached for the money handed over by the old man and said, "Nothing, I bought it all." The old man gave me all the remaining hemp balls and said, "Two more are free. "I refused to accept anything, but the old man smiled and said," This is a big business at a loss. Buy five and get one free. " Say that finish, also don't look back. ...

Looking at the old man's farther and farther back, I have great respect for him, and I can't help feeling in my heart: all the small vendors I usually contact are shoddy, with less to fill more, deceiving customers. How can there be honesty between people? Today, the old man gave me a vivid lesson. The world needs honesty, but we should cherish it even more!

5. Grandpa's love composition is 200 words. When I was two years old, my parents were busy with work, so I left my hometown in Anhui with my grandfather and let him take me.

Grandpa loves me very much. Every time I go to the market, I will kneel down, pat my little face and say with a smile, "Dandan, I'll buy you something to eat."

"Dandan wants to eat meat buns, wonton, apples and ..." At this moment, I always quote a bunch of delicious food without hesitation. Grandpa always said kindly, "OK, OK, Grandpa will buy it for Dandan."

Then he told me to be obedient at home, put on a straw hat, hummed a little song and set off happily. And I always have to run out of the house countless times, expecting grandpa to come back soon.

As soon as I heard grandpa's voice, I couldn't wait to see him. I took the snack from grandpa, quickly opened the bag and ate it with relish. Grandpa never stopped me when he saw me eating so well.

Every time I get full, I won't give up. Grandpa, on the other hand, picked up his pipe and walked happily, really as happy as a fairy! Grandpa is a music fan and likes playing erhu.

Playing erhu can make you intoxicated! Grandpa always cleans the erhu after playing it, and then carefully puts it away. Nobody is allowed to touch it. Listening to the melodious erhu since I was a child, I felt very curious and wanted to play it myself.

I remember once going to grandpa's room to play, and secretly taking out grandpa's erhu when grandpa was not paying attention. I accidentally broke the string of the erhu.

I was scared to think: I broke grandpa's favorite thing, and grandpa will definitely scold me. I broke the erhu, even if I was scolded, I have to admit it! In the evening, grandpa came back from the field and went to his room to change clothes. He saw that the erhu was damaged and asked angrily, "Who damaged the erhu?" I stood up timidly and said softly, "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I broke the erhu, so just scold me."

Grandpa saw that I dared to do it, but he really didn't have the heart to scold me, so he forgave me. Now my parents and I come to Jinhua, and it is rare to go home once a year.

But I often think of my grandfather and the good days of living with him! This Spring Festival, I will definitely ask my parents to take me home to see my grandfather who I miss day and night. My grandfather is 70 years old. He is a very kind old man. He cares about me and loves me. At the beginning of school, the school will decorate a theme wall, and each student will be assigned tasks. I was in charge of "News Corner" and was the "editor" of "News Corner".

This makes me happy and a little worried, because there is a lot of homework every day, and I am afraid that the "news corner" will not be completed in time. When I got home, grandpa suddenly saw that I had something on my mind and asked anxiously, "What's the matter? What troubles me at school? " "Yes, I am responsible for the theme wall of the class this semester. There is a news corner, and I have to search for news every week, but there are too many homework, and I am afraid that there is not enough time! " Grandpa listened to my worry and said, "No problem. Leave the news corner to me when you are busy. "

From then on, grandpa went online to help me check the news every day. Every day, he always chooses a few important ones for me. Because the printer at home is black and white, grandpa has to paint some color pages with his own brush. Sometimes he is ill, but he still keeps checking the news. Gradually, the weekend exam is coming, and my study task is getting heavier and heavier. Almost all the work of the news corner is given to grandpa, who will compile the original news into some children's songs to encourage us to study hard and get good results as soon as possible.

The final exam is finally over, my grades have made great progress, and the content of the news corner has also been praised by the teacher. I proudly said, "This is all due to my grandfather. I have lived in the arms of love since I was a child, leaving a lot of love in my memory, including the kind love of my mother and the stern love of my father.

What makes me feel the warmest is the love my grandfather gave me. My grandparents brought me up when I was a child. Grandpa loves me very much, cooks for me and plays with me. I remember once saying to my grandfather, "I want to play football." Grandpa readily agreed.

Let's take it to Linjiang Park, not far from home. You kick me, I kick you and have a good time. Grandpa is old, but he is difficult to play.

When I was chasing the ball, I suddenly sprained my foot and hurt my tendon. As soon as I sat down on the ground, grandpa nervously ran over and asked me, "What's the matter, Wei Wei?" I said, "I twisted my foot." Grandpa helped me to the stone bench, helped me take off my shoes, gently held my feet, carefully rubbed them from side to side and asked me, "Does it hurt?"

I said, "It hurts a little." Grandpa said, "Have a rest."

I just took a break. Then we are ready to go home. Although I feel much better, I still limp. Grandpa saw me and said to me, "Grandpa can carry you."

I quickly said, "no, no, you are too old to eat." I will go by myself. " Grandpa added, "Nothing, I'm faking it."

I have no choice but to let grandpa carry me. I climbed on grandpa's back. Grandpa is old and has walked a long way. Grandpa was panting with fatigue. After coming down several times, grandpa refused to carry me home step by step. Grandpa's love for me is so selfless and warm, and I deeply love his love for me. My grandfather looks very powerful, which makes people feel very scared, especially when he is angry. His voice can be heard on the whole floor.

But in fact, grandpa also has a gentle and considerate side, and he also gave me selfless love. On Thursday, Chinese teacher Huang asked us to go home and buy two supplementary books.

I went to two bookstores in the evening and only got one book. There is hardly any other book in the bookstore near my home. So, the next day I asked my grandfather to buy it for me.

When my grandfather came to pick me up after school on Friday, I asked him, "Did you buy the book I wanted?" "Don't mention it! I worked hard to find this book! " Later, grandpa told me that he went to six bookstores and couldn't find it for a long time. But when I ran to the seventh bookstore, the kind boss told my grandfather that there was a bookstore with this book.

So, grandpa immediately drove to pick me up and then took me to that bookstore to buy books. Finally, he bought them at last. Watching grandpa's black hair getting whiter and whiter, watching his face wrinkle more and more, grandpa.

6. My Growth Story Composition Grandpa's love the water rushed by, making us want to catch it, but we can't. However, many wonderful childhood days remain in my heart like a stream.

It's a sunny afternoon. As usual, I squatted under the big tree and counted ants. "Sell chicken! Chicken seller ... "I was attracted by the sound of sales. So, I immediately got up, spread my legs and rushed out. Ah! There really are chickens. I walked over gently. What a cute little guy. Look at them, round and furry, with a pair of small black eyes staring at you round and round, and a small yellow mouth chattering. I seemed to want it so badly that I begged my mother to buy me six chickens. I went home happily with an effective basket.

When I got home, I made a nest for them and took care of them carefully all day, feeding them and watering them. I used to watch ants, but now I walk around chickens all day. I love these little guys very much.

One afternoon, my mother and I went to grandma's house. After I came back, I went to the chicken coop to see the chickens as usual. "1,2 ... five, huh? Why is one missing? "I quickly said to my mother," Mom, mom, there is a chicken missing! " ""how come, you are counting. " "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, or 5, the chicken is gone! "I'm already anxious to cry.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of chickens coming from my neighbor Aunt Zhang's house, so I immediately ran to Aunt Zhang's house. As soon as I entered the door, I saw the goose yellow furry little guy taking a leisurely walk. So I said angrily to Aunt Zhang, "Aunt Zhang, this is our chicken. I want to take it home." Aunt Zhang listened to my words and was surprised to miss it. I shouted at her again: "I want to take my little family home, it's mine!" " "Aunt Zhang understood this time and couldn't help laughing." What, you said it was a chicken? ！” "Yes, it's mine. You can't be alone. "This is what my mother heard the voice tell me:" Son, this belongs to Aunt Zhang's family. This is called a duckling, not a chicken. You see, his mouth is flat and his toes are flat, which is different from that of a chicken. "Listen to my mother, I carefully observed this little guy. Ah, it's really different. I bowed my head in shame and admitted my mistake to Aunt Zhang. It turns out that my chicken is sleeping in the nest.

7. Write a composition around the central idea

Scene description, so what is a scene? Scenes generally refer to scenes presented to people in group activities within a certain period of time. Just like a scene or scene we saw in a play.

What scenes have we participated in or seen in our life? Here are some examples for your reference.

The labor site. We often participate in school-run factories, farms or service labor at school. There are many people's enthusiasm and enthusiasm in labor, and there are good people and good deeds in labor. We also often visit factories, villages and shops and ask questions to see how uncles and aunts work. These are the scenes of childbirth.

Game scene. Students often play games together at home or on campus, and teachers also organize various activities during sports activities. These game scenes are often very lively and interesting, and students are familiar with them.

Entertainment circle In our colorful after-school life, entertainment is a very important content. There are many vivid scenes in literary performances, party activities, watching movies and TV plays that are worth remembering.

Ceremony site. At the beginning of each semester, we will hold the opening ceremony. The ceremony is usually held in your city, village or town, or when a new building is completed. The scenes of these ceremonies are meaningful and instructive, and we should carefully observe and record this memorable moment.

Sports scenes. At the sports meeting, athletes chase after each other, struggle hard and strive to create excellent results; The audience applauded and cheered for the athletes. These exciting scenes are unforgettable.

Life scenes. There are many scenes in daily life that are also very distinctive. For example, buying goods, family reunion, traveling by car and boat, seeking medical treatment, building houses and repairing walls; , decorate the bedroom, etc. , have a strong flavor of life.

Meeting site. Class meeting, team meeting, school meeting; Meeting heroes and model figures and attending various celebrations and commemorative meetings often leave a deep impression on us.

In a word, practicing scene description can improve our observation cognitive ability and narrative description ability.

I had a happy childhood. Everyone said I was a girl who grew up in a honey pot. This is because I have a grandfather who loves me very much.

I know grandpa loves me the most among his four granddaughters. Whenever I am sad, I will lie on my grandfather and spoil my wife. Grandpa will always comfort me. I still can't forget this scene.

I remember one summer vacation, I went back to my grandfather's house. There is a pomegranate tree in front of my grandfather's house. Pomegranate flowers are in full bloom, especially gorgeous. I begged grandpa to pick me a pomegranate flower. I am having a swell time. The neighbor's children saw it and asked me for pomegranate flowers. I didn't want to give it, so he came to rob it. As a result, we began to fight for this pomegranate flower. Suddenly, we lost our footing and fell to the ground at the same time ... I cried and the children in the neighborhood began to cry. Grandpa heard crying and ran out of the house, helped us up and patted the dust off our bodies. Grandpa asked what happened, then gave the pomegranate flower in my hand to the child, and picked a pomegranate flower from the tree for me, and told us that happiness is something everyone should have. Learn to share happiness, because if you share happiness with others, you will become happier. We both laughed happily.

Grandpa likes fishing very much. He can fish all morning. I often can't find grandpa when I get up every morning. When grandpa came back from fishing, I pretended to be unhappy and said, Grandpa, why do you always like fishing and ignore others like dad? Grandpa always smiles and says: Your dad, he still inherits me! At this time, the whole family is always laughing.

It's a pity that it happened to grandpa. One day, grandpa felt a terrible stomachache. The whole family immediately sent grandpa to the hospital. In the process of being taken to the hospital, a sense of foreboding has been hanging over us. After arriving at the hospital, the doctor examined grandpa's body and found that grandpa had stomach cancer, and it was still in the advanced stage. I couldn't accept this fact and cried with tears. Although I didn't know what cancer was at that time, I could see from the helpless, disappointed and painful eyes of my family that grandpa had an incurable disease. I cried and asked my mother, Mom, will grandpa be well? Mom didn't answer. A tear wet the back of my hand. Although these tears are hot, my heart is so cold at this moment. Grandpa didn't get rid of the huge black hand of death in the end. A year later, he left me and the people he loved.

Grandpa, these two words will always be my memory now.

My grandfather is over seventy years old. He is an old captain with rich sailing knowledge and experience. He has been a captain for 30 years. After retirement, he still likes to study the history of navigation and spends all his spare time on light and heat.

In July this year, Shanghai held the commemoration of the "600th anniversary of Zheng He's voyage to the West", and the Shanghai Geriatrics Association invited Grandpa to give a speech at the lecture on popular science of navigation. After receiving the task, grandpa immediately got busy, went to the library to look up books and materials, and went to the bookstore to buy some nautical stories and books about Zheng He's voyages to the West. After being fully prepared, he began to write a paper. Grandpa reads a lot during the day, starts writing at night, and is still reviewing late at night. Grandpa wrote and changed, changed and wrote, and forgot to eat and sleep. Grandma asked him to have breakfast in the morning, and he was still thinking about his paper. In the evening, he gets up to write a paper, so as not to affect his family's rest and wait for them to enter a sweet dream. I'm really worried that grandpa will be exhausted. I want to help him, but I can't. In order to add a little freshness to the speech, grandpa asked his father to make a computer animation of Zheng He's voyage to the West. Finally, the paper is completed. Although tired, his face is always full of happiness. I asked my grandfather, "Why are you doing this when you are so old?" Grandpa replied: "although I am old, I am very happy to do something for the popular science education of teenagers!" " "

This is my grandfather. He is a person who contributes to the popular science education for teenagers.

9. Love between grandparents. Love between grandparents.

There are many kinds of love, and many people love me. I am a happy child, and everyone in my family loves me, although in different ways.

My parents are very busy and sometimes leave me alone at home, but they get up early, work hard and earn money for my study. This is also love.

Maybe I spent a little more time with my grandparents since I was a child (I was in the kindergarten in Zhongqi). I think grandparents' love is deeper. When I was a freshman and a sophomore in He Lin, there was no one at home after school every afternoon, so I had to wait outside for my parents to come back from work. Since my parents invited my grandparents to live in He Lin from Zhongqi in the second half of the second grade, my happy days have come. I come home from school every afternoon and everyone is waiting for me at home. I am flattered.

Grandpa's love is strict. When I am wrong, teach me how to do the right thing and how to do it better. For example, my grandfather was angry when I didn't clear the table after studying, but he still taught me how to clear the table. Later, I also found it interesting to clear the table, so I cleared the table after finishing my homework every day. Grandma's love is warm. When I am thirsty, give me a cup of tea. When I am hungry, give me a snack. Grandma is 66 years old and still takes pains to help me with my homework. As long as I can't do it, I will seriously tell me again and again, no matter math or Chinese. Once, my grandmother told me a topic, which I talked about several times in a row. I finally understood the problem and looked at grandma's gratified smile.

The method of love can be different, but I think the love of grandparents is really supreme.

How happy I am to have the great love of my grandparents!

10. My grandfather gave me a 500-word love composition. My grandparents gave me a love memory like a warehouse, storing bits and pieces of my life. Among them, an unremarkable thing touched me deeply. 1 1 On the National Day, the family got together in the starry night. As one of them, of course I want to celebrate. In the evening, three generations were in the living room, talking and laughing. It's like Sanqiu. Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long, and bad luck was quietly falling on my head ... After the reunion dinner, I went to the dormitory in high spirits. Walking into the middle of the clearing, I suddenly felt a sharp pain at my feet and was bitten by a centipede! When my grandparents heard the news, they quickly pulled me into the bedroom and carefully checked the place where the centipede bit me. After watching it for a while, they breathed a sigh of relief and said to me, "Nothing." I thought my grandparents would let me go, but they kept asking me if I still hurt, and tried not to let me do dangerous things. The more anxious they were, the less I thought about it. They didn't forget to warn me until we said goodbye. I forgot about it. When I got home, I suddenly remembered and cursed myself: my grandparents cared so much about me, but I didn't care, and I didn't do my duty as a dutiful son. For this matter, I also felt guilty for a week. The elders love us, they care about every word we say, and we should put this sentence first. I hope you can respect your elders and make them less sad.

I hope I can help you.