Writing the ending of the essay Grandpa

1. The first 30 words of my grandfather’s essay

Whenever I get out of school, I will see a dark blue bicycle parked at the school gate. Although my grandfather is already over 60 years old , but he looks very young, because he never loses his temper and is still at work, but his work is very leisurely.

My grandpa has a very important task, which is to pick me up from school every day, but I can’t stay idle at home. Whenever I’m out of school, I always take advantage of my grandpa. Every time, the first person who knows my grades is my grandfather. When I do well in the exam, my grandfather always smiles and is very happy. When he knows that I do not do well in the exam, he says: "Grandpa, I'm hungry. Buy me something to eat, Grandpa." I don’t have my homework book anymore, please buy me some..., I don’t smoke, and my grandpa is standing next to me. Every time he sees me walking out of the school gate, he always greets me with a smile." Grandpa is always very cheerful. He agreed to my request and paid great attention to maintenance. At this time, a wave of warmth hit me.

My grandfather is a famous "stingy guy". He will also ask me in a reproachful tone if I am careless again. In this way, under my grandfather's careful care every day, I grow up healthily like a happy bird.

Although grandpa has retired, in my eyes he is very generous and does not drink. 2. Composition "Respectable Grandpa" Beginning and Ending

Beginning: I have a big and warm family.

In this big happy family, I like my grandfather very much. During my childhood, he stayed with me most of the time. He cared and loved me very much and taught me many principles.

The person I respect the most is my grandfather who is eager to help others. Because his spirit taught me a lesson. On the one hand, it taught me how to behave and deal with things. On the other hand, it also allowed my little mind to sow the seeds of happiness in helping others. Therefore, I deeply admire and learn from my grandfather’s teachings.

Ending: Ever since I became sensible, things like this have happened to my grandfather countless times. As I grow older, my grandfather's respectable image grows taller and taller day by day.

Oh! Respectable grandpa, your selfless spirit will always linger in my heart. Although his appearance is getting older day by day, in my mind, grandpa will never grow old, because I grow up day by day, and I can see the shadow of my grandpa in my body. I am the continuation of his life.

Hope you will adopt it, thank you! ~. 3. Learn the beginning and end of the composition from my grandfather, and give better examples

I have learned so many things from my grandfather in the past three years. He is the cypress in my life, evergreen.

——Inscription

In my memory, my grandfather’s shadow is like the starry sky covered by clouds, appearing and disappearing.

Like a dark and slippery loach, whenever I want to catch his message, I never see his face clearly, and it disappears from the hazy river of dreams. I don’t know where it is.

In fact, I have known for a long time that unlimited imagination is not as good as limited memories, even though the memories about him are also so rare.

Because I work in a different place, my father is worried about my studies, so he has taken me with him since I was a child. I still study in the city and can only go back to my hometown once during the New Year. For this reason, my contact with my grandfather was very short, but every time I returned to my hometown, I could learn some truths from the peasant smell that exuded the earthy smell.

The year before last was the most distant year that I can remember, but that year contained my grandfather’s smile that I remember most clearly.

Hearing the sound of "lululu" wheels coming from the woodshed, I immediately put on my shoes and ran downstairs. I saw my grandpa pushing the bucket truck out of the woodshed. I asked him: "Grandpa, where are you going?" He looked at me and said, "Printing rice! Come and help me carry these bags of grain into the car."

"Yes." I nodded and said Together, he carried two full bags of grain onto the most common bucket truck in the countryside.

"Rice milling" is really a new word to me, so I decided to go with my grandpa.

Walking across the stone bridge, the river under the bridge roared fiercely, and the sound drowned out the sound of the bucket truck bumping on the uneven road.

"Grandpa, wasn't this bridge just repaired last year?"

"Well, you couldn't cross here when the bridge was being repaired. You could only cross the river by boat. It's quite It’s troublesome. But the people who built the bridge did a great job, but there are so many people and cars every day, and now the stone bridge is in bad shape..." Grandpa sighed.

After listening to my grandfather’s words, I looked up and saw his gray hair and his tall figure, and I felt a burst of bitterness in my heart.

"Grandpa, let me do it."

"You are too young, can you push me?"

I immediately got under his arm and pushed Grandpa Between the truck and the truck, he held the handlebar and smiled and said to the surprised grandfather behind him: "Just let me do it, and you can take a rest."

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Later, we finally arrived at the rice milling shop. I was about to stop the car and have a rest when I heard my grandpa shouting happily from behind: "Brother Zheng, it's time to grind the rice. , Ahaha..."

I turned around in surprise, and was finally lucky enough to see my grandpa's smile, that joyful smile, so bright, his eyes narrowed to a slit. He smiled broadly and held it in his right hand. The straw hat flapped, the sun danced happily on his black and white hair, the white cloth jacket, black trousers, and brown skin. This is the most beautiful image of grandpa in my heart. I still think that is grandpa. Feeling happy to see me growing up may also make an old man who is guarding the old house happy.

Grandpa is often the only one who stays in the old house after I follow my parents to the city. He raised his younger sister alone. At first, his grandfather was willing to play with the child, but gradually his sister grew up and went to boarding school. Not only did he have to pay her tuition, he also had to endure her loneliness. Later, that happened.

Last year, on the morning of the Spring Festival, the news of my grandmother’s death spread. It was not for no reason that my grandmother passed away. She contracted a cold a month before her death and stayed in the hospital for nearly a month. Two weeks ago, I went to the hospital with other family members to visit her.

The person who took the best care of my grandmother was my grandfather. Since my grandmother was admitted to the hospital, he rarely went home. When I went to the ward, he was busy. He wiped the old man's face and gave him medicine. He rarely talked to us.

Later, for some reason, the old man simply moved back home for a week. Then on the morning of the Spring Festival, the old man lay in bed. I closed my eyes peacefully, as if I would never wake up again.

My grandmother’s funeral diluted the excitement of the Spring Festival. The lion dance team patrolling the streets did not come to my house to celebrate the New Year, and the red firecrackers on the wall were not lit. , Grandpa personally removed it with scissors, and the old house seemed to be shaking in a world of red and white. Grandpa didn't know whether he should also tear off the door god that had just been put on, and then hang up the white cloth, so he had to put up the funeral rites. It was arranged in the old tile-roofed house.

The whole family knelt in front of the grandmother's spiritual tablet. The ignorant children sat and played. Some uncles and aunts burst into tears. Only grandpa remained silent. Surprisingly, he was silent. The look in his eyes is so deep, is it bottomless sadness, or another forced and suppressed emotion?

I am facing the entrance examination this year, and I am afraid that I will not be able to take time out from my busy study, so I I told my grandfather about this on the phone, saying that I couldn’t spend the New Year with him. There was a period of silence from the old man on the other end of the phone. During this period of mutual silence, I couldn’t figure out the old man’s mood. Finally, he spoke: “Okay. study. ”

This sentence shocked me deeply: Studying, in the sea of ??books, can you learn the nobility of the old man? Struggle in poverty, bear in sorrow, endure in loneliness, from No one taught me such an important truth, except my dear grandpa! I think back to the things I got to do with my grandpa: harvesting in the fields, tending vegetables, driving ducks, eating bananas that he grew by himself, and drying them on the roof. He would buy me clothes, dry radishes, and buy me a bottle of Coke on festive days... In the past three years, I have learned so much from my grandfather. He is the evergreen cypress in my life.

So, in the helpless search, I put away the Internet cable, stopped imagining, and returned to my heart. Although it was indescribably vast, the memory let me know so clearly that my Grandpa is no stranger. 4. The end of the composition of Grandpa, a master of chess

There is a master of chess living near my house - Grandpa Li, a master of chess. Although Grandpa Li is 50 years old, he is still in good health. He is tall, with wrinkles on his face and a pair of small eyes. He often takes a few puffs of cigarettes when he has nothing to do, lowering his head as if thinking about something. One afternoon, an uncle Wang asked Grandpa Li to play chess. Immediately, Grandpa Li became energetic. The two of them set up a chessboard on the ground to the right of the canteen, and Grandpa Li took up a posture of "charging into battle." When everyone saw this, they all said, "We've got another good show!" "At this time, several of our little friends also gathered around curiously. It started. Grandpa Li first came to "point the way", and Uncle Wang came to "take the lead". You two took one step and I took one step. , walked very fast, but after walking seven or eight steps, their hands gradually slowed down. Suddenly Grandpa Li became serious. It turned out that the other party had defeated him. Grandpa Li thought about it for a moment, raised his hands and flew "Elephant", he broke the siege. After taking a few more steps, the opponent defeated him again. This time, Grandpa Li couldn't hold back his anger, and his eyebrows were furrowed. People next to him said that Uncle Wang took a decisive step. Chess, Grandpa Li is going to lose this time. Suddenly Grandpa Li shouted: "Okay!" Then he put the "car" across the middle, which shocked everyone around him. Uncle Wang didn't know what to do. In the end, Grandpa Li "ate" all the opponent's soldiers, and Uncle Wang had to admit defeat. .This is the master of chess in our village, the master of chess.