My grandmother is a person who knows right from wrong and rewards and punishments clearly.
Why do you say that?
When the summer vacation is about to begin, the homework is still alone in the bag! There is not a trace on its face.
On this day, when I went to play, grandma secretly took out my summer homework and looked through it carefully.
I came home from playing ball and opened the door. I saw grandma sitting in a chair with a bamboo stick in her hand. Eyes full of anger staring at me.
"Kneel down!" She said angrily.
Seeing her blushing and thick neck, I went over and said, "Men have gold under their knees. If I don't kneel, how can you rely on me? "
Grandma was angry and said with a smile, you won't kneel, will you? Ok, I'll make you cry and kneel down later!
Hearing this sentence, I casually said, "I am a seven-foot man and I am afraid of you." Haven't you heard that sentence? " A man is a man, bleeding without tears. "
Then grandma suddenly became gloomy and said, "You are going to bleed, aren't you?" I'll let you bleed enough! "
As he spoke, he treated me to a "fried shredded pork with bamboo shoots" and "there was a lot of blood on my body".
The next few days will be like years! Grandma invites me to eat a "big meal" every day, such as "Hamburg dinner", "Manchu banquet", "Chinese hamburger" and a "teppanyaki", and she doesn't care.
However, although she was severely punished, she also won a hard prize.
After school this afternoon, I went home and finished my homework. Grandma came back.
She said kindly, "Have you finished your homework?"
I was flattered and replied, "It's over!"
"Then read a book for a while! The meal will be ready soon. " Grandma said.
"Oh!" I answered calmly.
While I was reading a book, grandma brought a loaf of bread, a glass of milk and a bunch of grapes.
He smiled and said, "come on, eat and drink, and then solve the problem."
While eating, he said, "How special today is!"
Grandma stroked my head and smiled and said, "Work and rest!" "
"Is there any trouble?" I asked strangely.
"Today, your teacher Zhang called and said that your composition is very good! This is old! " Say that finish, grandma went to cook.
"Study hard and get paid." I am secretly happy.
My grandmother is such a person who knows right from wrong and rewards and punishments clearly.
Write my grandmother's composition in 700 words: Grandma, Bridge.
"Shake, shake, shake, shake on my grandmother's bridge."
I carefully opened the yellowed photo album for fear of missing my grandmother. Listening to this familiar ballad, I can't help but feel ripples in my heart.
Summer vacation, light wind, light clouds. The willows on both sides of the river are dancing slim, and the wine in the sun is very light, but very pure, and it is shallowly poured into every cup-shaped wildflower-everything is clear. At the age of seven, I returned to my grandmother's house. When I first saw my grandmother, that kind of eyes made me feel kind.
I just returned to my hometown and I am very happy. I get up early every day and go to the mountains to grow vegetables with my grandmother. Every time I climb a mountain, I have to pass the small bridge on the gurgling stream. That bridge has experienced many vicissitudes. After a hundred years of baptism, it still stands on both sides of the strait. Every time you step on it, there will be a squeaking sound, as clear as stepping on a dead leaf.
I always like to stand on the bridge and look around. On the bridge, you can always see fish and shrimp playing and children playing in the water; I can always see the eldest sister-in-law in the village washing clothes by the river; You can also see grandfathers playing chess under the tree and blushing. That kind of harmonious picture gives me an indescribable kindness.
Grandma always carries me across the bridge, but she is uneasy in her heart, for fear that her trembling grandmother will accidentally fall off the bridge.
Every time I go to the market, I am always angry with my grandmother.
I remember that day, my grandmother said that she would buy a piece of flower cloth to make a skirt for me. On the way, I found that I forgot to measure it. My grandmother and I went home to measure it. After buying the cloth, grandma felt in her pocket and found that she had no money! Fortunately, we are very familiar with that aunt. Let's bring money next time. I am in distress situation, grandma, you are so forgetful! Another time, my grandmother and I went to water the flowers in the yard, only to find that we forgot to take a bath. It is common to forget to take the seedlings when growing vegetables and the poles when carrying water.
However, grandma never forgets to prepare breakfast for me, pinch the quilt corner for me at night and test me to recite Tang poems every day.
Now, time flies, and I haven't been back to my grandmother's house for several years. The scenery of that bridge remains the same, but grandma is old and can't carry me across the bridge anymore. Looking at this yellowed photo, hunchbacked grandma looks from a distance, just like that bridge!