Traditional Culture Encyclopedia - Weather forecast - Waiting for the familiar figure. Composition. About seven or eight hundred words. narrate

Waiting for the familiar figure. Composition. About seven or eight hundred words. narrate

Family is a ray of sunshine, even in the cold winter, it will make your heart feel warm. Affection is a pair of big hands, no matter how bumpy and muddy the road is, as long as he leads, he will never lose his way.

Last Thursday, the temperature plummeted, and the cold wind roared, flying with large snowflakes between heaven and earth. After school, I shuddered as soon as I got out of the teaching building. I looked around at my classmates. They are all dressed up like a baby bear, but I am like a Hao Han bird. I can't help regretting it. In the morning, grandpa specially called to remind me: "I watched the weather forecast." Today, the temperature plummeted and there was heavy snow. Wear something thicker. A stream is flowing in the west of our forest. Don't catch a cold! " I ignored grandpa's words and went downstairs without a down jacket or a hat. "alas! If you don't listen to the old man, there will be hardships ahead, and you can only go home with snow. " I said to myself.

As soon as I arrived at the school gate, I saw a familiar figure, holding a mass of things tightly in my arms and standing in the snow. A thick layer of snow fell on my hat and coat. "Grandpa!" I ran to my grandfather excitedly, shouting, "Grandpa, grandpa, why are you here?" You are really my savior. " Grandpa went over and said, "I knew you were disobedient, so I brought you a cotton-padded coat and a hat." Put it on quickly! " "Grandpa took my little hand with a warm hand and sent me downstairs until I disappeared into the snow.

The next morning, grandma called and said that grandpa had a cold and his fever was close to 40 degrees. Mom and dad rushed to grandma's house, and I followed closely. On the way to the hospital, grandpa always comforted me and said, "Lulu, don't cry, grandpa is fine!" " This made me even more self-reproach: "It's all my fault, knowing that nearly 40 people in the class had a cold and fever and suspended classes three times. The father of a female classmate in Class One died forever last week, leaving his family and his dearest daughter because of the untimely treatment of "A H 1N 1". In this special period, my grandparents and parents worry about me all day, afraid that I will catch a cold, but I am so headstrong. Now my grandfather has a cold ... Thought of this, my tears welled up again. "

After a week of treatment, grandpa's condition gradually improved. However, the figure standing in the snow is fixed forever in my memory.

Teacher's comment: Chen Jin told an ordinary story in plain language: Grandpa gave himself a cotton-padded coat and hat on a snowy day. In her writing, she slowed down the camera and described the environment, language, movements and heart in detail, so that the human family relationship with blood thicker than water quietly solidified in the hearts of the author and readers.