Poetry about holding a grandson describes a poem about holding a grandchild.

Since the birth of her grandson,

the grandmother has never had any leisure time.

That compassionate heart has always been,

Put it on the body of your precious grandson,

eat, drink and have sex, keep warm and cold,

the grandson’s every move, every move of his head,

one moment, one look back,

I care about her all the time,

it will hurt if I touch it accidentally;

if I don’t care, it will make me heartbroken;

< p>She would become anxious if she was accidentally injured.

Loving her grandson became her main problem.

She spent all her sleep and food caressing this piece of her heart.

Now the grandson is two years old.

Under her careful care,

the grandson has learned to walk and Speak,

I learned to sing, I learned to read,

I also learned the trivial things in life,

What is even more worthy of pride is,

< p>At such a young age, he actually learned to be considerate,

Sometimes he also learned to be picky,

Every little bit of this shows that Ran has grown up over time,

Independence in the long journey, growing up in the long journey...

When the grandson gets something delicious,

he will ask his grandma to taste it first Taste it,

Grandma will smile knowingly;

When the grandson asks grandma to hug him,

he will say thank you for your hard work,

Grandma will be moved to tears;

When her grandson expresses displeasure,

Grandma will frown,

Every move of her grandson is inseparable from grandma. sight,

The grandson smiles, and the grandma smiles;

The grandson cries, and the grandma is anxious,

One day without seeing each other is like three autumns,

Hold his hand, care about his heart,

Love his love, be happy with his happiness,

Only Da Maoxia knows the joy and sorrow in this, < /p>

With her grandson by her side,

I feel that life is happy and joyful.

My grandson is everything to her.

With her The grandson has the meaning of life.

When the weather gets cold, I think about my grandson’s clothes.

When it gets hot, I think about my grandson’s bed.

People I am thinking about my grandson's illness, I am worried about my grandson's worries, and I am thinking about my grandson's thoughts.

In the past, when there were no grandchildren,

either had headaches or brain fever.

Now that she has grandchildren, she has forgotten everything about herself.

Forgot her own body and mind,

Having a grandson is her heaven, and her grandson is her earth,

The baby is the core of the family,

< p>Only the grandson is considered the boss of the family.

Everything must revolve around the grandson.

"Poor parents in the world",

Maybe all grandmothers feel this way,

Indifferent to their own children,

< p>Kissing one's own grandson across generations,

Everything is as it should be.

Because my grandson is beautiful,

smart, lively and cute,

in Ruoda’s community,

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Everyone likes it, both adults and children.

Only Ran knows how to call grandma grandma when meeting her,

call uncle when meeting uncle, and respect wife when meeting wife.

< p>Polite and extremely sensible,

Because of his lovability,

he became famous in the compound,

became a child star in the community,

Now, the grandson has become the meat of grandma’s palms.

I hold it in my hand for fear of falling, and

hold it in my mouth for fear of it melting.

Nowadays, my grandson has grown up, and

has become more and more sensible.

It is imperative for him to receive re-education.

I hope he will In the caress of family, relatives and friends,

Grow up quickly.

My grandson’s kindness and achievements are due to my grandma.

Even though my grandson will go to kindergarten soon,

Grandma’s heart still can’t let go of every detail of her grandson.

Grandson is grandma’s caring little cotton-padded jacket.

In this life, we will work hard until we grow old together.

Grandma’s hard work,

I believe her grandson will remember her kindness when he grows up.

The grandson is also the eternal pride of the whole family!