Grow up and write 600 words under grandma's care.

In the long river of my memory, grandma's words and deeds, as well as her kind and gentle smile, are shining like boxes. From short to tall, my grandmother witnessed my growth, from black to white, I witnessed my grandmother's aging. Grandma was the first teacher in my life and gave me the key to grow up.

The first door-courage When I was a child, I was like a rabbit who was passive towards Nuo Nuo and Nuo Nuo. I dare not say anything or do anything. Grandma sees it in her eyes and keeps it in her heart. One day, grandma picked up my favorite book, pointed to the paragraph where she wrote to the writer, and asked me to write with a smile. I looked at my grandmother with a smile, as if I was greatly frightened. My grandmother smiled again. My child, don't you even have the courage to write letters? I must learn to try in life. Suddenly, grandma gave me a fighting spirit and ignited my hope. I remember at last, I received a reply from the author, and I was surprised. My grandmother gave me the courage to open the first door of my life.

The second door-kindness-wherever you go, you should lend a helping hand to people in trouble. This is what my grandmother often says, because wherever she goes, she is always ready to help others and has won many friendships. My grandmother set an example for me with her beautiful quality, and that simple words, like a moving magnolia flower, fragrant my life. Grandma gave me kindness and opened the second door of my life.

The third door-success Last year, I was going to take part in a competition. This game is very important. I'm very nervous. My grandmother patted me on the shoulder with a smile. Come on, my grandma will always support you. At that moment, I cried, and finally I succeeded. My grandmother also bent her mouth and was beaming. Grandma gave me the key, which opened the third door to success. My grandmother is my first teacher. Under her influence, I became more and more mature. My feelings for her are beyond words. Now, grandma is old, her hair is turning blue, and my sadness is getting stronger and stronger. But I also want to take care of my grandmother. When I was a child, my grandmother showed me the sunrise. Now, I accompany my grandmother to enjoy the sunset.