Composition 2012, left in the depths of my memory.

Whether in school or in society, everyone has written essays, which are an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. So do you know how to write a good essay? The following is a compilation of his essays that he left in the depths of my memory, and I welcome you to learn from and refer to it, I hope it will be helpful to you.

There are many people who remain in the depths of my memory, but this person changed my life for me, and I would not have had the opportunity to write it if it weren't for this essay.

He's not too tall, but I'm taller than him, and my face is wrinkled, and my hair is more than half white, and I want to talk about this, everyone already thinks about who he is. That's right, he was my grandfather, a loving and kind man. I have been with my grandparents since I was a child, and my grandfather gave me meticulous care.

One time I really wanted a mobile phone, so I asked my grandfather for it, and he had no money and kept smiling at me. I kept pestering my grandfather, and finally he agreed to me. The next day, my grandfather rode my bicycle to take me there, and when I arrived at a mobile phone store, I picked out a mobile phone, and I jumped up and down to the cash register, pulling my grandfather to pay.

As soon as Grandpa came, he turned around, looked at the price, and said, "I can't buy it today, so I'll buy it later!" "I wasn't happy at the time, and kept saying I wanted to buy it, but my grandfather pulled me out.

Then Grandpa turned back to the store, and I saw him go in and keep talking to the boss, who kept shaking his head. Grandpa came out with his head down, sat on the battery car and thought about it, and after a while he called me home and asked, "Do you want something to eat?"

I ignored him and got in the car. Grandpa rode home. On the way back, I finally cried, but I didn't cry out loud, the tears soaked my grandfather's clothes, and my grandfather looked at me and didn't say anything.

One day later, my grandfather asked me to get in the car again, and I was still angry with yesterday, and when I didn't get in the car, my grandfather said don't regret not going. I sat up angrily, not knowing which one my grandfather was going to sing to me. Grandpa went to the mobile phone store again and bought me a mobile phone.

When I got home, I happily showed my phone to my grandmother, but somehow, my grandmother got angry and ran to say to my grandfather: "How do you buy him a mobile phone, don't you know how much it costs?" Seven or eight hundred will be spent ...... you”

Later, I found out that in fact, my grandfather didn't buy it for me that day, because I didn't have enough money, and my grandfather was scolded by my grandmother for buying a mobile phone for me, and my father told me again. Grandpa has now left us, but he has remained in the depths of my memory, and to think about it, grandpa is so good!

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