This story happened in Qin State during the Warring States Period, when Gan Luo, the grandson of Gan Mao, the prime minister of Qin State, was witty and eloquent. His advice on getting grandpa out of trouble is well known.
On this day, Gan Mao came home glumly, unable to drink tea or eat, just sighing. Because I don't know what happened, my family members are very anxious.
At this time, Ganluo, who was studying in the study, saw that Grandpa was preoccupied, so he walked up to him gently and asked in a low voice, "Grandpa, what happened up there?" Can you tell your grandson? " Gan Mao looked at his grandson, sighed and spoke of his troubles.
It turns out that Qin Shihuang was ill recently, and those who want to get rid of Gan Mao as soon as possible think that the opportunity has come. They tried their best to come up with a coup, saying that as long as they found a double yellow egg laid by a rooster within three days, they could cure Qin Shihuang's illness, and only Gan Mao with superior intelligence could find it. At that time, Qin Shihuang, who lost his mind due to illness, listened to slanders and ordered Gan Mao to dedicate the double yellow eggs laid by the rooster to the palace within three days. Faced with this impossible task, Gan Mao was very worried.
After listening to grandpa, Ganluo had a brainwave and a clever plan came to his mind. He smiled and said, "Grandpa, you don't have to worry about this. I'll go to the court and give you an order. " Gan Mao looked at Ganluo's real appearance that day, shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Grandson, how can Grandpa let you die for me!" Ganluo said, "How could I die? I want the king to take back that ridiculous will. " Gan Mao shook his head again and said, "How can you have such a great skill at your young age?" Ganluo saw that Grandpa had been shaking his head, so he leaned into Grandpa's ear and said the countermeasures he wanted. Gan Mao a listen to, beaming, happily hugged GanLuo.
The deadline is up. On this day, Ganluo got up early in the morning. He said goodbye to his grandfather and went to the hall to visit the king of Qin. Qin Shihuang was waiting for Gan Mao to bring him the double yellow eggs laid by the rooster, but he was furious when he saw that the bearer was not Gan Mao, but a child. He stared and asked, "Where's Gan Mao?"
Gan Luo replied: "Go back to your majesty, my grandfather is giving birth at home and can't come to see your majesty. I hope your majesty will forgive me. "
Qin Shihuang flew into a rage and said, "Nonsense! Your grandfather is a man, how can he have children? "
Gan Luo listened and said unhurriedly, "Your Majesty, calm down. If a man can't have children, how can a rooster lay eggs? "
"Well, this ..." Qin Shihuang was asked by Gan Luo to be speechless.
Knowing that he was indefensible, Qin Shihuang thought the child was really brave and lovely, so he withdrew his original intention in public.
With his extraordinary wisdom and courage, Gan Luo successfully rescued his grandfather by giving him a taste of his own medicine. I really appreciate his courage and wisdom!
B. My family story is about the 800-word limit of good family style composition.
The school conducted a family style survey. "What is family style?" On the elevator home, I couldn't wait to ask my mother.
Mother smiled and said, "You should pay attention to observation. In fact, every day, your behavior reflects our family style. "
Why don't I remember? I scratched my head hard and looked at my father doubtfully. Father smiled lazily and said, "Go back and ask Grandpa."
I rolled my eyes helplessly, knowing that they would never tell me. You have to observe for yourself!
When I got home, my grandfather had prepared a delicious meal. I took chopsticks first, ready to storm the food. At this time, my father frowned and said, "Did you go on a family trip?" Grandpa hasn't served yet, how can he eat first? "
Oh, I suddenly realized that this is family style! I quickly put down my chopsticks, went to the kitchen to help grandpa bring out the last dish, and sat straight at the table. When grandpa sat down, grandpa said, "It's time to eat." I started munching on food with chopsticks. At this time, my father patted my head and said, "Yes, this is a filial and polite child!" " "
"Then what's the family style in our family?" I munched on my food and mumbled.
Dad said: "Eating without talking, sleeping without talking, this is family style!" " However, there are other family styles that you can experience when practicing. "Dad said, and the thief smiled insidiously twice. I suddenly felt cold in my back and my goose bumps fell out. How terrible!
It's almost half past eight, and my mother said, "Son, it's time to practice." This voice is gentle like the voice of an angel, but I really feel like the devil is calling me!
"Oh, no!" I let out a cry of pain, reluctantly put down the book and slowly began to change clothes.
After half an hour of kicking, bending over and cheating, I ushered in the ultimate test-cheating against the wall! This kind of pain comes from the bottom of my heart and runs into every pore in my heart. I am too painful to speak or even scream. I just want to end this demon moment quickly! But my mother said, "There are still five minutes. Hold on, the art troupe is waving to you! " ! Do you want to listen to a song to relax? "Her voice is very gentle, but I am really in pain! In order to enter the art troupe, I have to grit my teeth and insist, and I will endure it! I began to take a deep breath, adjust my mood and let my mother play a song for me. Slowly, I won't feel any pain. I know I've exceeded the limit for tonight-my legs are numb!
At this moment, dad pushed the door and came in. He smiled and said, "Today is good. I insist on more and more time! " Judging from your appearance, it is possible to hold on for another 80 or 90 minutes! Didn't you ask me what family style is? This is our family style, eating hard and having perseverance! "
A spring breeze blows in my heart, and occasionally, it turns out that this is also a family style. I did a good job!
This is our family style. What about yours?
C. I am a man with a story. A composition is 600-800 words.
That summer, the sun's light shadow, mottled light and shadow, shone on my grandfather's face, young and old playing with each other.
Under the mulberry and jujube trees, there is a ponytail girl riding on grandpa's neck. The sunshine in summer is particularly dazzling. I squinted my bright eyes slightly and picked Zizyphus jujuba on the tree in a sunny afternoon. My body leans, and my grandfather will slowly move in my direction. I munched on this sweet and sour food, which permeated my whole body through the coldness of my tongue. Hey, hey, that's great! However, I will never forget my grandfather. I always look at the jujube in my hand and think for a long time. I stuffed a small part into grandpa's slightly open mouth, and grandpa began to giggle, and I smiled heartlessly.
Very crazy, very satisfied, very nostalgic, but also very helpless. Mixed feelings, I only know that I miss you very much: grandpa!
That hillside, that path, you took me to school safely by bike, even if it was rainy, you waited silently in the crowd, I put an umbrella on our heads, and you rode home by bike.
Why?
Grandpa, whom I miss day and night, how can my palms become so cold? ...
I remember on the threshold of the country, you were holding a cigarette and looking at the distance with infinite sadness. I promised you at that time. I wonder if you will remember your grandfather who is far away in heaven? Grandpa, when your little granddaughter is admitted to the university in the future, she will take you to the big city and live a comfortable life.
And you just sipped your mouth and tried to say something, but you never spoke.
My fingers flashed before my eyes. Ten years later, I didn't go to that hut. I saw an old man and a young man in the afternoon sunshine, a grandfather and grandson who braved the wind and rain with an umbrella, and a grandfather who suffered from years.
There's only one reason not to go back. Three years ago, my grandfather died of illness.
It was also that summer that grandpa lay quietly on the mat, and the atmosphere around him was unusually lifeless. I know grandpa's time is running out, and his emaciated appearance makes people feel distressed. He turned his head to the old mulberry tree in front of the door. His face was the same until the last time we came back.
Grandpa told me. Although I will close my eyes, I will watch you in heaven. I was in tears. "The cloud, you have to believe grandpa. Grandpa will expect you to enter the university. You can't lie to grandpa! "
In this way, grandpa disappeared from my life. A person's life is really bizarre. You never know where the next stop will be controlled by fate. We float and float, and where we stop, we take root and sprout.
I'm not unhappy, because when night comes, the brightest star outside the window is grandpa watching me!
D. "listen to dad saying dad or grandpa" 800 words.
As usual, I spoke to my family by phone. Last week, I heard that my grandparents had a little trouble playing mahjong, so I asked my dear old man if he had made up now, although I also knew that they often quarreled over trivial matters. Hehe, in fact, old people are just like children, and their ideas are super simple and interesting. It's not easy to remember that grandparents have been together for more than 60 years, but they don't adapt at all. Ha, stick to yourself. Grandpa is a very honest man, who can bear hardships, doesn't like to think too much, and doesn't know how to speak. He likes to join in the fun, walk around and eat snacks, which is a typical child's character. On the other hand, grandma likes to think. Although she hasn't read many books, she is sensible, virtuous and hospitable. She has never seen too many city and country guests at home. She is a very rare and reasonable woman. Treat them as blessed people. Their children are filial and healthy. Now is the time to enjoy family happiness, although they all suffered a lot when they were children. Going home this National Day, I heard my father tell some stories about my grandparents when they were young. After listening to the story, I almost stopped crying (alas, people with rich feelings can't help it). Old people have suffered a lot, so we must be filial to them; I can't help feeling that life is really not easy. There are many difficulties, and we will encounter all kinds of difficulties and setbacks, but as long as we still have hope and motivation to create life, everything will be fine. My memory is a little fuzzy, I hope there will be no big deviation.
Tell grandpa's story first. When my grandfather was a child, his family opened a shop in the country to do business. He was still rich, but everything changed instantly after his great-grandfather (grandfather's father) died. Great-grandfather was shot because he did not cooperate with the army (it should be the Kuomintang army) and did not sell salt to the army. Grandpa was only eight years old. Grandpa should be about 85 years old now, so it should be about 1930. Great-grandmother should have remarried after her great-grandfather died, and died of illness a few years later. So grandpa and his seven brothers and sisters became orphans and had no place to eat. Later, the older one joined the army, and the younger one was adopted by relatives. At that time, grandpa was adopted as an adopted son to a distant landlord's uncle's house and began his long life. He helped the landlord to farm and earn food every day. It was not until he reached marriageable age in his twenties that the landlord introduced his grandmother to his grandfather as a daughter-in-law that he began to farm and get married by himself. After that, my grandparents formed a family and gave birth to seven children, only five of whom survived and have been farming for a living. Fortunately, several children are studying, and life is getting better.
Grandma's childhood was also unfortunate. Because grandma (grandma's mother) and grandpa (grandma's father) have a bad relationship, grandma divorced when she was a child. At that time, women had no status, and divorce was even more shameful. So after grandparents divorced, grandma was restricted from meeting her mother. Grandpa is a very cold person. He has always turned a blind eye to grandma, looked down on her, never gave her the care that a father should have, and married a new wife shortly after the divorce, so grandma has been living under the exclusion of her stepmother and has never read any books. Fortunately, Grandma's grandmother loves her more and brings some comfort and happiness to her childhood. However, after grandma's grandmother died, grandma's life was very sad. She had to work in the fields and take care of her stepsisters and brothers. Later, when she reached marriageable age, grandma was introduced to her grandfather who was nearly ten years older than herself. Because she is beautiful, she can marry the adopted son of the landlord as a daughter-in-law. Ha, what sounds ridiculous now really happened then. In modern society, grandma should be able to find a man ten times better than grandpa. Grandma began to associate with her after she got married, because later she remarried to a very nice person. When my father recalled my grandmother, he said that she was more beautiful than her. She can cook a good dish and loves their children very much. She went to her house to play during the holiday. Because my father is the eldest son and my grandmother loves him the most, I also told my father how old he is, and I should take good care of my grandmother and help her work more. Unfortunately, my grandmother died when my father was a few years old, leaving two grandfathers and two independent families. It should be said that grandma's mind is very broad. After getting married, she ran back and forth with her two grandfathers. She has always been filial to her grandfather and stepfather, and she has never held a grudge because of her neglect as a child. When I was a child, I had an impression of both my grandfathers, but I didn't quite understand why my grandmother had two fathers. Having said that, I still want to praise grandma as a great woman. She brought up most of our grandchildren. I was attached to my grandmother when I was a child, and later I was my brother. I vaguely remember that my grandmother, who didn't even know a few words, taught her younger brother to recognize Chinese characters such as "mountain" and "mouth" with those literacy cards and taught her younger brother nursery rhymes with dialects. So every time we go back to our hometown from the village to see our brother, we can see his progress and hear grandma tell interesting stories about his brother. So I can imagine that my grandmother brought me up like this when I was a child. I really want to say thank you to grandma from the bottom of my heart. Let's just say it's hard enough for her to raise our grandson from an early age, not to mention the hardships of raising children. These words can't be said in front of the old people at ordinary times. So many times I like the direct expression of foreigners, and I like them to say love directly when they usually want to say it, not just in words or hearts.
Old people may have experienced many things. From the stories I know, they are unfortunate, but they are lucky. Because the family life after marriage is hard, but it is also warm; Because now the children and grandchildren are full and happy. This is the meaning of family, right? Give every family member a lamp of the soul, a full of pure love.
Hehe, let's stop here. I wish my dear grandparents a long and healthy life! I also wish you all happiness and health!
E write an 800-word narrative about the story between grandpa and Xiao.
When I was a child, I liked listening to grandpa tell stories best. Grandpa's story always attracts me. He said, "I grew up in the old society. My parents died when I was eight years old. When I was nine years old, my grandparents died one after another, and my life was very helpless. When I was twelve years old, I went to Anda County, Heilongjiang Province with my uncle and aunt to do long-term work, herding cattle, horses, sheep and pigs for the evil landlords. Once the pig somehow bit off a piece of meat in my stomach. Or my partner's long-term worker tore a rag and bandaged it for me, and there was no money to cure it. I don't answer every day, I don't know what to do, and I have no relatives around me. I only cry and scream when I am in pain. The landlord also asked me to go to work and beat me and scold me when I was tired. Every time I touch this scar, I cry. In the old society, I lived a life inferior to cattle and horses, and I didn't have enough to eat and wear. "
"1948 Northeast China was liberated! The poor man turned over and became the master of the country. Free from the exploitation and oppression of the landlord, 1950, I responded to the call of * * * and signed up for Chinese people's Volunteer Army. Zheng Xiong happily crossed the Yalu River and went to the Korean battlefield, where he fought a bitter and deadly struggle with the enemy. I am brave and good at fighting. He has won second-class merit and third-class merit on the battlefield. I am a people's hero, and the motherland has added the cutest person to me. "
"I returned to my motherland in 1953. The party sent me to Nanjing Infantry School to study military affairs and culture. After graduation, I was assigned to work in an independent battalion in Jiangxi Military Region and became an officer. I lived in the army for 3 1 year. When I got a high salary, I lived a very happy life from then on. This is all due to the great Chairman Mao and the great China. "
It was not until I heard grandpa's story that I realized that a happy life was hard to come by. I will study hard, learn more knowledge, become the pillar of the motherland, and build our great motherland more prosperous. Let our future generations live a better life. This is my lifelong wish in Liu Changhe.
F.800-word argumentative essay beware of the wrong first step.
There is a story: a father and son walked to a big tree together. The father's eyes looked at the distant tree, and the son just looked down at every small step he took. When they arrived at their destination and looked back on the journey they had traveled, they found that their father's footprints were straight, but their son's footprints were tortuous.
When I first heard this story, my grandfather would tell it to me. Grandpa said that people will take fewer detours only if they move towards the set goals.
Maybe it was because I was young and couldn't understand grandpa. So, I looked at the stars in the sky and blinked and asked my grandfather, "Grandpa, what is the set goal?" Are they stars in the sky? "Grandpa smiled and stroked my little head and said," The established goal is the ideal in your heart, the star that has been shining in your heart! " "
Oh, so the ideal is the star. The stars are so beautiful, I want to pick many stars and put them in my heart to illuminate my heart! I didn't expect childhood jokes to leave such a deep impression on me. Grandpa's story was deeply engraved in my heart and accompanied me until I grew up and started my ideal journey for the first time.
I keep my ideal in my heart, and I always believe that I will successfully reach the other side. However, with the growth of age, the expectations of teachers and parents, the competition between partners and the pressure of further education almost suffocate me.
I was born in an ordinary family, and the hardships of my parents made me realize that only studying hard is the way out, and only relying on my own strength can help my parents get rid of the ravages of wind and frost. However, it was not until I walked on the ideal avenue that I found that no road in this world is spacious and flat, and no one can successfully walk every avenue.