Festive essays are a way for us to record and celebrate important festivals, which not only helps us to reminisce about the good old days, but also allows us to gain a deeper understanding and feel for the culture and traditions behind these festivals. When writing a holiday essay, we should pay attention to details and restore the scene and atmosphere of the festival as much as possible, so that readers feel as if they are in it. At the same time, we can also express our love and respect for the festival by describing our own experiences and feelings during the festival. Whether it is the Spring Festival, the Mid-Autumn Festival or any other festival, as long as we write with our hearts, we will definitely be able to write a vivid, interesting and infectious holiday essay.Qingming, when I first came into contact with him, was when I was very young. A few days before the Qingming Festival that year, she didn't come to class at my tablemate, and the head teacher said in the roll call that the Qingming Festival was coming, and she went to celebrate the Qingming Festival for her mother. At that time, I didn't understand what "Qingming" was and how to celebrate the "Qingming Festival". Why didn't I see every family making dumplings, I didn't see anyone buying new clothes and shoes, why didn't my family have a "Qingming", a series of questions were in my heart. Occasionally one day I think about it again. The table mate who asked kept crying sadly, and I was also reprimanded by the teacher, and I was confused. But from the tears at the same table, I vaguely felt the sentimentality of "Qingming". "Qingming" is stored in my memory in this way.
Qingming", I was nine years old when I came into contact again. The snow in our north can only melt before and after Qingming, that year Qingming on the muddy road, always see a small pile of burned paper ash on the side of the road, and the remaining half of the round paper, some were blown down by the wind in the dry grass, some were blown into the low recess, one day on my way from school, I couldn't help but pick it up, take it in my hand and ponder, when I got home, I also asked my grandmother carefully, only to know that Qingming and death are closely linked. It was also the first time in my life that I discovered my grandmother's sorrow. I put my arms around my grandmother and innocently said that I don't want to be clear, and my family will never want to be clear, and my grandmother smiled.
The third time I realized it was the first Qingming I gave to my grandmother. Before the Qingming Festival arrived, the parents began to plan. At that time, materials were very scarce, and my filial mother taught us to use thin white paper to make all kinds of white chrysanthemums and put them next to my grandmother's tombstone. That Qingming, counting grandmother's garden, is the brightest and eye-catching. When I was making flowers, I remembered the tone and sadness that my grandmother had when she told me about Qingming, a faint pain, and the salty wound was blocked in my heart. Since then, many people have come to my house to ask for paper flowers before and after Qingming, which has also made me realize the connections between Qingming and longing, Qingming and filial piety, Qingming and gratitude, and Qingming and life.
When my mother passed away suddenly, when I realized "Qingming" again, I realized that no matter how deep the memorial was, it was not worth the perseverance of the little love when my relatives were alive. In addition to grief, the most important thing to consider is how to let the old father live a healthy and happy life, so that we have no regrets. Every Qingming, I always think that the old father is very happy, we are happy, comfort my mother's soul in the sky, this is also the goal of my mother's hard life, in the flame, I can feel the mother's smile.
The fifth day of the fifth month of the lunar calendar is the Dragon Boat Festival, also known as the Duanyang Festival, the Midday Festival, the May Festival, the Ai Festival, and the Duan.The golden sun is warm, projecting a quiet room, gently opening the curtains, getting into the wind in the house, bringing the faint fragrance of rice dumplings, and it is another year's Dragon Boat Festival! I can't help but arouse my lingering thoughts, like green smoke away with the wind, drifting towards that afternoon with a faint fragrance of dumplings and a strong festival flavor.5. Heavy noon, noon, and summer festival. Although the names are different, the customs of the people everywhere are the same. The Dragon Boat Festival is the old custom of our country for more than 2,000 years, every day comes, every household hangs the statue of Zhong Kui, hangs the mugwort leaf calamus, races the dragon boat, eats zongzi, drinks realgar wine, travels to all kinds of diseases, wears sachets.
After more than an hour of trekking, my parents and I finally arrived at my grandmother's house in Lushun. The crescent moon is high and it is getting late. As soon as I entered the door, the smell of rice rushed to my nostrils, which immediately lifted my spirits, which was already hungry. After a routine greeting to my grandfather who greeted me at the door, I ran to the table, picked up my chopsticks, and couldn't wait to eat.
I devoured it for a while, and I was so oily that I ate it. When I "plucked" my eyes from the various delicacies, I happened to catch a glimpse of my grandmother, who had been neglected by me for a long time, sweating profusely cooking zongzi in the kitchen.
The rising water vapor rushed to her cheeks with a scorching temperature, and the fine droplets on her forehead and the tip of her nose were as bright as diamonds, shining brightly in the sunlight, and even though they were blocked by the stained glass of the kitchen door, they could still sting my eyes. Her white hair was as silver as snow and glowed softly. That light should be her delicate, selfless and long-standing love for her children and grandchildren! The wrinkles on her face were the marks of the unforgiving years, and her slightly trembling hands were covered with calluses. It turns out that grandma is so old, but who is she working so hard for now?
When I think of this, my eyes don't feel tears rippling. Suddenly, a white porcelain plate containing steaming rice dumplings appeared in front of me, and a pair of thin hands were holding it. When I turned around, my eyes flowed, and I saw my grandmother's face. Her kind eyes were full of endless love, and she smiled and said, "Try it, grandma wrapped it herself, hot, a little stutter!" ”
I bowed my head slightly, and saw her withered hands deftly peel off the zongzi leaves, and put the white zongzi into my bowl. Suddenly, the fragrance of the faint rice dumplings is refreshing. Clip a small piece, dip it in some sugar, put it in your mouth, the elegant fragrance and shallow sweetness linger in your heart, and you will not be ...... for a long time
Grandma has brought zongzi again, come and eat it! "My mother's call woke me up from my memories. Looking at the rice dumplings wrapped in green clothes on the table, smelling the faint fragrance of the rice dumplings that gradually spread, and imagining the incense that can't be dissolved between my lips and teeth after taking a bite, I can't help but smile. With such a sweet fragrance and a long aftertaste, how could such an unforgettable holiday taste be brewed without being soaked in Grandma's full love?
May Day came to us unconsciously, and we have been living in junior high school for nearly a year. It's more interesting to think about what is happening these days!
This May Day, I have been working all day, and it can really be regarded as Labor Day.
On an ordinary Saturday, the morning sun was shining on me through the window, and I opened my eyes in a daze, but I still didn't want to get up, and I wanted my parents to wake me up, what a happy thing it would be. Oh, how can I have the shouts of my parents when I sleep at my grandmother's house today?I'm afraid I won't be able to hear my parents' voices even if I lie in bed for a day. Forget it, let's get up early......
After everything was settled, I wanted to go out and relax, but my aunt stopped and said, "Today is Labor Day, so let's help my grandparents prepare today's lunch." I thought it was really funny, and I couldn't refuse, so I had to obey it. It's true that my grandparents have never had a good day off this year, they have to be busy cooking for us every day, getting up early to make breakfast, and taking care of the sick wife, and I have never seen him stop every time I come, so this time it can be regarded as a reward!
We have to pick the vegetables first, peel the beans, peel the potatoes or something, I don't have much experience in this area, and I am also in a hurry to pick the vegetables, but I want to be able to taste the dishes I make later, and my heart is always delicious. My sister saw that we were so busy and came to help. She began to peel the beans, but before she could finish them, she switched to peeling the beans. After a while, she got annoyed again and went to help us wash the vegetables again. When we picked the vegetables, she was gone again. It makes us laugh and cry!When it's my turn to wash vegetables, I just think that washing vegetables just need to soak them in water, but it doesn't seem to be as simple as I imagined, especially green vegetables, to wash the leaves one by one, wash off the soil on it, and put some salt when soaking it later, which can better remove pesticides ......When it was time to put salt, I added salt wildly, and in the blink of an eye it was six or seven spoonfuls, and my aunt saw it and hurriedly stopped: "Don't have so much salt, too much will be wasted." "Stir-frying is my favorite part, because I can eat my own food immediately, and I am always a little excited, when I stir-fry, I first pour the oil into it and heat it, and when it is hot, I can put the dish down, and then I keep stir-frying. But what disappointed me was that my aunt put water, salt, and seasonings in the water, and just let me "play" with the spatula, maybe I was afraid that I would mess up this lunch......
At noon, everyone tasted my cooking, and my sister commented, "Well, this is delicious......This one is too sour......This one is too old......"Everyone laughed, and I ate my own food, and I thought it was the best meal I've ever had!
It was the first time I had taken a meal so seriously, and it was something I will never forget.
October 1 is the National Day, and the National Day is a day full of joy for every Chinese, because today is the birthday of the motherland.
Early in the morning, people expressed their blessings to their motherland in various forms. During the National Day holiday, the children and their parents went out of the house together to visit places of interest and appreciate the great culture of the motherland. Five-star red flags are planted on both sides of the road, fluttering in the wind, the streets and alleys are weaving, and balloons and colorful flags are hung at the door of each store, some are red, some are yellow, and some are green ......It was filled with a festive atmosphere. There are many people inside, it turns out that they are all on sale, and a series of ** activities are carried out, and the "ring" in front of the major shopping malls is high, and the singing is coming and going. Especially on the road to liberation, it is more lively, and the sound of selling and laughter can make people feel the joy of the festival. There are also a lot of people in Xinhua Bookstore, and people take advantage of the National Day holiday to swim in the ocean of knowledge. The tourists in the scenic area are like a long dragon, and countless men, women and children are all in it, all taking advantage of the festival to travel.
National Day is a happy day, and people's living standards are really improving very quickly. We are in the arms of the motherland, happy and happy growth, may the motherland always be beautiful.
Looking forward to it, looking forward to it, the Mid-Autumn Festival is slowly coming ......The Mid-Autumn Festival is a day that brings me joy because I can spend time with my family and enjoy a warm and beautiful time.
Time is like flowing water, gone forever, in an instant, it has been xx years, in each of these years, the Spring Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival ......They represent different meanings, bring infinite joy to people, add a smile to time, so let's have fun to the fullest!
Mid-Autumn Festival – my favorite. This year, I am very happy, because I have the company of my sister, let me feel warm, the moon is round, with the bright moonlight, I am more happy, in this happy festival, I understand the meaning of family affection, feel the warmth of family affection, have the happiness of family affection, I smiled sweetly.
On the fifteenth day, my mother went to the street, I was at home with my little sister and eldest sister, waiting for the disappearance of the sunset, so that I could eat the moon cakes of reunion, the sunset finally disappeared, my mother arrived home, at this time my mouth was so slanderous, forcing my mother to eat moon cakes, my mother reluctantly agreed, I saw my mother take out a big and round moon cake, cut it into five halves, I couldn't wait to take a piece, smiled and left, at that time my heart was extremely happy, because it was the happiest festival in my life, relatives reunited, Mid-Autumn Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, what do you mean?
In that year, eating moon cakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival was said to have started in the Yuan Dynasty. At that time, the vast number of people in the Central Plains could not bear the cruel rule of the ruling class of the Yuan Dynasty and revolted against the Yuan Dynasty. Zhu Yuanzhang united various resistance forces to prepare for an uprising. However, the officers and soldiers of the imperial court searched very closely, and it was very difficult to pass on the news. Liu Bowen, the military advisor, came up with a plan and ordered his subordinates to hide the note containing the "Uprising on the Night of 15 August" into a cake, and then sent people to send it to the rebel armies in various places to inform them of the response to the uprising on the night of 15 August. On the day of the uprising, the rebels from all walks of life responded together, and the rebel army was like a spark. Soon, Xu Da captured the capital of Yuan, and the uprising was successful. When the news came, Zhu Yuanzhang was so happy that he hurriedly passed down the message, in the upcoming Mid-Autumn Festival, let all the soldiers and the people have fun, and the "moon cakes" that secretly transmitted information when the army was raised that year were rewarded as festival cakes. Since then, the production of "moon cakes" has become more and more refined, with more varieties, and the big ones are like discs, which have become a good gift. Later, the custom of eating moon cakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival spread among the people.
In fact, the Mid-Autumn Festival is just a festival, it is mainly to reunite the relatives of each family, the moon cake is round, people should also be as round as the moon cake, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, I really feel so happy, so happy, I have the first happy festival in my life, I am happy to jump, happy - Mid-Autumn Festival.
Let's welcome the Mid-Autumn Festival next year with open arms!
The new year is coming with the Spring Festival, which is a traditional festival, so how did the Spring Festival appear?
Legend has it that in ancient China there was a monster called Nian. The head has long antennae, is fierce and abnormal, and lives in the deep sea all year round. They climb ashore on Chinese New Year's Eve, devour livestock, and harm human lives. Therefore, on Chinese New Year's Eve, the people in the village help the old and the young to flee to the mountains to avoid the harm of the young beasts. One year on Chinese New Year's Eve, an old man came to the village because he had eaten everything for a long time. I had to beg, when I first came, I saw the villagers in a hurry and panic, a child in the east of the village gave the old man some food, and persuaded him to follow him up the mountain to avoid the Nian Beast, the old man listened and laughed: "If you let me stay at home all night, I will definitely drive the Nian Beast away." The child continued to persuade, but the old man smiled and said nothing. In the middle of the night, the beast climbed ashore from the sea, he broke into the village, it was very normal, when the village came to the east of the village, it found that the atmosphere in the village was different from previous years, only to see the spring and winter peach children's door pasted with big red paper, the house was lit with candles. The year beast trembled and screamed and approached the door, and when it was close to the door, there was a sudden sound in the courtyard, and the sound of banging **, the year beast trembled, and no longer dared to move forward. It turned out that he was most afraid of red flames and explosions. At this time, the door opened, and an old man in a big red robe stood in front of the young beast in the courtyard and laughed. The beast was frightened and fled in a hurry. The next day was the first day of the first lunar month, and the people who had evacuated came back one after another, and they were very surprised that the village was safe and sound. At this time, the child suddenly realized, and hurriedly told the villagers about the old man's drive away from the Nian Beast. This matter immediately spread in the village, and the people knew about the way to drive away the Nian beast.
Since then, every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, families have posted red couplets, set off fireworks, and every household has a bright candle and waits for the year.
This custom has spread more and more widely, and it has become one of the most solemn traditional festivals of Chinese folk, that is, the Spring Festival!