Composition reading glasses (1)

When I was young, I lived at my grandmother's house. My parents worked. My grandparents always went to the small restaurant at the entrance of the village to help. At that time, I liked to go to Grandma Wang's house next door. Grandma Wang likes me very much. She always buys snacks and toys for me with scraps of paper money, and often cooks delicious food for me. At that time, I would always follow Grandma Wang and say, "Grandma Wang, Grandma Wang." Grandma Wang would also smile a little at my forehead and say, "Little follower, follow Grandma." Later, Grandma Wang became old and wore presbyopic glasses. Every time I held me in my arms, I would smile and clap, "Grandma Wang wears presbyopic glasses!" She always smiled, Rub my head. Once, when I was playing with a toy in Grandma Wang's arms, I accidentally slapped Grandma Wang's glasses off the ground. Grandma Wang's presbyopic glasses fell to the ground with a snap, and an extremely thin crack immediately appeared on the left lens. "You are in a big trouble." The lord just came out of the room. "This is your grandma's most valuable thing." "It doesn't matter. I will make a lot of money in the future, and I will buy a lot of presbyopia for grandma!" I replied childishly. Grandma Wang picked up the glasses again and put them on. She just smiled and touched my head without saying a word. Later, Grandma Wang still wore the cracked glasses, picked up toys and bought snacks for me as usual, as if nothing had happened. I wonder why she didn't change her presbyopic glasses? However, just last year, Grandma Wang died of illness... Now, when I go to Grandma Wang's house, I will also visit her. The lord treated me very well. And every time I go to Grandma Wang's room, I always see a bronze metal box with a pair of cracked golden glasses. Nowadays, things are different from people. When I see that pair of presbyopic glasses, I always think of the good time I spent with Grandma Wang and the promise that I didn't fulfill

Composition reading glasses (2)

The beam of the presbyopic glasses has several traces of glue, but its charm cannot be lost with the passage of time.

Grandpa often wears reading glasses. When he is tired of reading, he puts them in the middle of his desk. I can't count the years that the presbyopic glasses have been with my grandfather. Only when my grandfather is reading books, he will appear. It is so silent and always likes to hide quietly. It seems that only books can make it become eye-catching.

Grandpa likes to lift the mirror frame from time to time when reading, as if the host is communicating with his baby. Can presbyopic glasses have life? Grandpa said that presbyopic glasses are alive. They let you see between the lines and see the treasure of knowledge. Grandfather was reading books with presbyopic glasses. His eyes were like thick and clear lenses through presbyopic glasses, wandering freely in the sea of books; Through the friction on the other side, bright sparks come out and keep moving forward. So, I often thought, Grandpa loves reading, so does presbyopic glasses also love reading? Is it true that whenever Grandpa is immersed in the sea of books, he seems to be in it and roams freely in the vast sea? From the "inner entanglement outside the city" in Fortress Besieged to the "indomitable struggle and resistance to mediocrity" in Jane Eyre, from the "good and evil; strong contrast of heartfelt betrayal" in Three Musketeers, adapting to changes to the "Education of Love", it tells the noble and pure love of human nature.

Grandfather often said that "books are important products". The three words are the crystallization of the wisdom of the Chinese nation for hundreds of years, because only repeated words can understand the charm and power contained in books. Grandfather likes to tell us interesting stories about his school days at dinner. He said, "When he was young, he was extremely naughty, but his academic performance was among the best, because he had a kind of perseverance when he was young, just like" sticking to the green mountain, not relaxing, standing in the broken rock. A thousand blows are still strong, regardless of the east, west, north and south wind. "

Grandfather also said that his family was very poor when he was a child. One New Year's Day, his grandmother bought him a new dress. Later, she climbed the wall with her classmates and was caught by a hook. The new dress was accidentally opened. The great grandmother was afraid of being scolded by her grandfather, so she carefully sewed the mouth for him to save him from being scolded. Grandpa talked about it, and there was something going around in his eyes. Although every time he told us those stories, we always dressed in an indifferent manner. Even once, we played a joke with my mother. When my mother told her stories about my grandfather's school days, her ears would be cocooned, but my grandfather was never tired of telling them, My mother said that it was because Grandpa wanted to teach you his things, so that you can know how happy life is now. That is, reading a book can give full play to the article. He wanted to tell you things about his reading times. Even if he said it thousands of times, it would not be too much.

When I returned to my grandfather's house during the summer vacation, I saw the books in his library, with the mirror of presbyopic glasses on the glass plate. The presbyopic glasses were picked up. Grandpa gently put on the pair of presbyopic glasses and began to taste books. I walked over to see which novel my grandfather was reading, but was blocked by the light on the presbyopic glasses. Oh, I almost forgot. My grandfather doesn't like others to disturb him when he is reading. I know that when Grandpa finishes reading and eats, he will tell those old stories again. He will be immersed in his own world and see the beauty of the reading age through the time machine. Oh, then I will protect my ears and let them listen to those stories carefully. Oh, then I also want to immerse myself in my grandfather's world and feel the charm of books under the presbyopia with him. The presbyopic glasses with sunlight diffused to the desk through the glass window also mark its beauty and highlight its importance. Everything is beautiful, but it is not easy to be found and understood. And the people around us, who will listen carefully to the voice from their hearts? In this way, the presbyopia sticks to Grandpa's years and mends his vacant life. The reading glasses are placed in the middle of the desk. It is Grandpa's time, but it depicts the outline of knowledge.

I think only those who are indifferent to their ambitions will read in silence and feel the prosperity of the world.

Composition reading glasses (3)

The beam of the presbyopic glasses has several traces of glue, but its charm cannot be lost with the passage of time.

Grandpa often wears reading glasses. When he is tired of reading, he puts them in the middle of his desk. I can't count the years that the presbyopic glasses have been with my grandfather. Only when my grandfather is reading books, he will appear. It is so silent and always likes to hide quietly. It seems that only books can make it become eye-catching.

Grandpa likes to lift the mirror frame from time to time when reading, as if the host is communicating with his baby. Can presbyopic glasses have life? Grandpa said that presbyopic glasses are alive. They let you see between the lines and see the treasure of knowledge. Grandfather was reading books with presbyopic glasses. His eyes were like thick and clear lenses through presbyopic glasses, wandering freely in the sea of books; Through the friction on the other side, bright sparks come out and keep moving forward. So, I often thought, Grandpa loves reading, so does presbyopic glasses also love reading? Is it true that whenever Grandpa is immersed in the sea of books, he seems to be in it and roams freely in the vast sea? From the "inner entanglement outside the city" in Fortress Besieged to the "indomitable struggle and resistance to mediocrity" in Jane Eyre, from the "good and evil; strong contrast of heartfelt betrayal" in Three Musketeers, adapting to changes to the "Education of Love", it tells the noble and pure love of human nature.

Grandfather often said that "books are important products". The three words are the crystallization of the wisdom of the Chinese nation for hundreds of years, because only repeated words can understand the charm and power contained in books. Grandfather likes to tell us interesting stories about his school days at dinner. He said, "When he was young, he was extremely naughty, but his academic performance was among the best, because he had a kind of perseverance when he was young, just like" sticking to the green mountain, not relaxing, standing in the broken rock. A thousand blows are still strong, regardless of the east, west, north and south wind. "

Grandfather also said that his family was very poor when he was a child. One New Year's Day, his grandmother bought him a new dress. Later, she climbed the wall with her classmates and was caught by a hook. The new dress was accidentally opened. The great grandmother was afraid of being scolded by her grandfather, so she carefully sewed the mouth for him to save him from being scolded. Grandpa talked about it, and there was something going around in his eyes. Although every time he told us those stories, we always dressed in an indifferent manner. Even once, we played a joke with my mother. When my mother told her stories about my grandfather's school days, her ears would be cocooned, but my grandfather was never tired of telling them, My mother said that it was because Grandpa wanted to teach you his things, so that you can know how happy life is now. That is, reading a book can give full play to the article. He wanted to tell you things about his reading times. Even if he said it thousands of times, it would not be too much.

When I returned to my grandfather's home during the summer vacation, I saw the 'book' on my grandfather's library. The glass plate was mirrored with a presbyopic mirror. The presbyopic glasses were picked up. Grandpa gently put on the pair of presbyopic glasses and began to taste books. I walked over to see which novel my grandfather was reading, but was blocked by the light on the presbyopic glasses. Oh, I almost forgot. My grandfather doesn't like others to disturb him when he is reading. I know that when Grandpa finishes reading and eats, he will tell those old stories again. He will be immersed in his own world and see the beauty of the reading age through the time machine. Oh, then I will protect my ears and let them listen to those stories carefully. Oh, then I also want to immerse myself in my grandfather's world and feel the charm of books under the presbyopia with him. The presbyopic glasses with sunlight diffused to the desk through the glass window also mark its beauty and highlight its importance. Everything is beautiful, but it is not easy to be found and understood. And the people around us, who will listen carefully to the voice from their hearts? In this way, the presbyopia sticks to Grandpa's years and mends his vacant life. The reading glasses are placed in the middle of the desk. It is Grandpa's time, but it depicts the outline of knowledge.

I think only those who are indifferent to their ambitions will read in silence and feel the prosperity of the world.

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Composition reading glasses (4)

[800 words, grandpa's pair of reading glasses]

My childhood is just like a colorful picture, which often reminds me of the good life in the past

When I was five years old, I lived with my grandparents. In that year, many interesting things happened.

I remember my grandfather has a pair of presbyopia glasses. Every morning, he wears them to read books and newspapers. At that time, I was still young and couldn't read, so I naively thought that my grandfather couldn't read either. But that pair of presbyopia glasses had magic power and could help my grandfather read. Otherwise, why would my grandfather wear them every time he read books and newspapers?

So I started to make a small calculation and planned to find a chance to wear the "magic glasses" secretly.

It's really "no coincidence, no book". Just the morning after I made up my mind to steal glasses, my grandparents went out on business.

Although my grandparents left, when I thought I would be a "burglar" later, I still had fifteen buckets to fetch water - up and down. Therefore, I decided to close the door before opening the "door of knowledge", so as to avoid my grandparents coming back early temporarily and giving me a "dirty man and gain". I quickly ran to the front door and looked out. Just then there was no one around. I quickly closed the door and locked it.

After making all the "preparations", I crept to Grandpa's usual glasses cabinet. I can't wait to open the cabinet door and take out the pair of reading glasses that I think about day and night. At this time, I danced excitedly.

By the way, try it on! When I came back to my senses, I quickly put my glasses on my nose.

Eh, how could this happen? Suddenly, my joy vanished. After I put on my glasses, I found that what I saw was not the "palace of knowledge", but only a wave of dizziness. Through my glasses, I can see the world rotating, rotating

I immediately realized that it was wrong. I immediately took off my glasses and put them back in the cabinet. Looking at these glasses and thinking about the feeling of being top heavy just now, I can't help sighing: "The 'magic' of these glasses is so great that they can recognize people. When Grandpa comes back, I will ask him."

After a while, my grandparents came back. I told my grandfather everything and asked curiously, "Grandpa, why can you wear that pair of glasses, but I can't?" Grandpa smiled and said to me, "silly boy, that pair of glasses has no magic power, but grandpa is old and his eyes are old, so he wore these glasses when reading books and newspapers. You are so young that your eyes will certainly not adapt to wearing these glasses. " "Oh," I suddenly realized.

Childhood unforgettable, unforgettable childhood. The colorful childhood was like an unforgettable wonderful movement. Even the short note of wearing grandpa's glasses secretly made me extremely attached.

Composition reading glasses (5)

The old witch wants to go to the theatre, but she can't find her own presbyopic mirror. The old witch thought, "Forget it, I'll go early and sit in the first row!"

The old witch rode out on a stick. She can't fly fast. On the way, she met a frog. The frog said, "Hey, where's your broom?" The old witch said, "Oh, I didn't find the presbyopic glasses. I mistook the stick for a broom!"

They came to a big river, and the old witch said, "Let me carry you over." Suddenly, there was a sound of "plop", and the old witch and the frog all fell into the river.

The old witch said, "Oh, I still think we are on the shore. Without the presbyopic glasses, we can't see anything clearly!"

The old witch's skirt was wet. She hung it on the branch and said, "Let's have a rest before we go."

A big bird came and took away the old witch's skirt. The old witch chased and shouted, "My skirt, my skirt!"

Chasing, chasing, the old witch chased into the forest, where the stage was performing. The old witch shouted, "Ha, my skirt." She grabbed it with her hands. Unexpectedly, the black skirt said, "Ouch, you hurt me!" Hehe, it was an eagle.

The old witch said, "You are wearing my skirt, take it off quickly."

The eagle said, "I didn't wear it. It's my black feather."

Then a bird flew in. The bird said to the old witch, "The actor on the stage is wearing your black skirt!"

Well, the old witch jumped onto the stage. Ha, it's a granddaughter witch wearing a big black skirt and a pair of presbyopia glasses!

The old witch screamed, "Little guy, give me back all my things!"

The audience applauded warmly. The old witch put on her reading glasses. Ah, there are so many people watching the opera.

But the little witch said, "The performance is over!"

All the audience left. The little witch hugged the old witch and kissed her a hundred times and said, "Thank you, Grandma, thank you for your reading glasses." It turned out that the name of the play was "The Old Witch's Reading Glasses".