350-word composition of grade five in primary school: my grandmother.

Keywords: grandma, fifth grade, primary school

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This 350-word composition is about the fifth grade of primary school. The title is "My Grandma". Everyone is welcome to contribute enthusiastically.

I have a good grandmother who has many qualities that I will never learn. Her heart is always so bright and her life is always so brilliant! In my heart, she is an idol, and I am proud to have such a grandmother!

Grandma comes from a poor family. Of the two sisters, she is the oldest. When she 18 years old, her parents died on the same day. Looking at her poor sister and miserable family, her parents may change their minds. However, she gritted her teeth and stood up. The only belief is to assume the responsibility of maintaining this family for her sister who is only 1 1 years old and this family. She went out to work hard alone, found a job for her sister to go to school, until she found an ideal job for her sister to go to school, and then got married for her sister. Grandma was relieved and started her life with confidence ... until the year before last, she could have enjoyed a full house of children and grandchildren, but grandpa died of illness. She didn't lose heart or lose hope. My sister and I are her hopes, and so is she.

I remember a cold night last winter, I vomited and diarrhea in the middle of the night because I didn't pay attention to eating. My sleeping parents just thought I had a bad stomach and didn't care much. They just let me take two pills and want to wait until dawn to see the doctor. At that time, my stomach rolled like an avalanche, and I felt nauseous. Grandma sees it in her eyes and hurts in her heart. With the idea of giving it a try, she was so anxious that she simply carried me on her shoulder and knocked on the door of the clinic all over the street. In the middle of the night, when people don't open the door, they just shout their voices. At that time, my heart was full of 1000 kinds of distress: grandma, you don't deserve to be exhausted by my illness, and your voice will be hoarse, which will make my heart worse. Some clinics refused to show them when they opened the door, and grandma also put in a good word for others seriously. Until the doctor gave me an injection and saw that I was better, grandma trudged home behind my back. I fell asleep on my grandmother's back that day, quietly and sweetly, sleeping so soundly. ...

Grandma is busy for us on weekdays and has developed the habit of getting up at 5 o'clock every morning to prepare breakfast for the whole family. When you wake up, you will see the school uniform and red scarf beside your pillow clean and tidy. After dinner, the family washes dishes, chopsticks, washes clothes and cleans the room, day after day, year after year. ...

Yesterday, it was grandma's birthday. Our family celebrated her 60th birthday. At the moment when the big cake was filled with candles, I sang a birthday song for my grandmother in English with deep affection. At the moment when I was about to blow out the birthday candles, my grandmother made a loving wish: I wish my family safety and health. I cut the biggest piece of cake and handed it to grandma with both hands. The red roses on the cake are bright and dazzling. I wish grandma a long and healthy life ... It's a deep smile to see grandma.