A 500-word English composition on the Double Ninth Festival with translation.

When the maple leaves are red, it is the Double Ninth Festival. I climbed the mountain in my hometown. In the past, the rugged stone path was still very cordial, and the scenery along the way remained the same, but I felt even sadder, because what I saw and the people I thought of were different. Yes, the Double Ninth Festival will inevitably remind people of the past, the past, and everything in the past, which will inevitably make people feel hurt. Inadvertently, I remembered my late dear uncle again. The laughter and laughter I had with my uncle reappeared in my difficulties, which made my thoughts of him stronger in the autumn wind.

Last year's Double Ninth Festival, it was not long ago, but it seemed very long. Uncle was still with us at that time. He is a very lively and lovely old man, because he has an evergreen, new and generous heart. His smile is so bright, clear and kind that it reminds me of Maitreya. Everything about him infects the sunshine around him. On the way, I found that today seems particularly lively. There are teams of old people lined up, beating gongs and drums, holding stools, in "bang! Hey! " Walking happily under the drum, the bus is very noisy. Some are having a cordial conversation; Someone was fascinated by the words "I wish the old people good health" written in front of the bus and smiled. I couldn't help asking an old lady politely, "Granny, what day is it today?" "Today is the Double Ninth Festival." Grandma answered slowly, with a sense of pride.

At this time, I unconsciously thought of my grandfather. His kind smile and warm embrace gave me a happy childhood. That's the most important thing-happiness. Every time grandpa goes out, I want to go out to play with him, like "Little Tail". I remember when we were not in the square, grandpa hid behind a tree when I was not looking. When I found grandpa gone, I was in tears. At this time, grandpa appeared again and didn't laugh, which made me laugh and cry. Every evening, we come to the camphor tree on Renmin Road and listen to the old people playing the erhu. Some of them just dance to the accompaniment of music. Grandpa hummed, sang and laughed while studying. I was so happy.

Grandpa gave me a happy childhood. Grandpa is gone. Before he died, he gave me a sentence "study hard and make progress every day". Under the infection of this sentence, I tried to let grandpa rest in peace.

Now that I think about it, my grandmother is the only old man around me. We should be kind to her, satisfy her wishes and let her enjoy her old age. Double Ninth Festival, thank you!

On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, the two suns are heavy, so it is called "Double Ninth Festival", and the Double Ninth Festival is also "Old People's Day". On this day, the old people either admire chrysanthemums to cultivate their sentiments or climb mountains to exercise, adding infinite fun to the evening scenery in Sang Yu.

On the Double Ninth Festival, people enjoy chrysanthemums, wear dogwood, climb mountains with wine, and have a good swim and drink. In September, the Double Ninth Festival, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the golden wind is cool, which is a good season to climb high and overlook. Therefore, climbing has become an important custom of the Double Ninth Festival. People living in the south of the Yangtze River are suffering from no mountains to climb and no heights to climb, so they prevent rice flour cakes and insert a colorful banner on the cake surface to show the meaning of climbing (cakes) to avoid disaster.

There are also customs such as inserting dogwood, drinking chrysanthemum wine and eating double ninth festival cake. Cornus officinalis, also known as moon gum, is an important plant with strong smell, which can prevent odor. Chongyang Flower Cake is a seasonal delicacy made of japonica rice.

On a quiet evening, I stood alone under a tree by the boulevard. The sunshine passed through the scattered leaves obliquely and carefully, casting mottled sparks in my eyes. However, I can't get warmth from that light at all, but I feel a kind of coldness from the bone marrow. Look at the yellow leaves. Even in this still warm wind, they will tremble with cold. If they can't hold on, they will fall like butterflies. Then I feel lonely. When I leave, I feel like those abandoned and forgotten leaves, far away from my relatives and friends, breathing strange air in this distant city and chewing the bitter fruit of my thoughts.

"Dear red maple leaf, it's the Double Ninth Festival again. I climbed the mountain in my hometown. In the past, the rough stone road is also very kind now, and the scenery on the roadside remains the same, only adding a melancholy, because, from then on, harmony is not among them. Yes, the Double Ninth Festival will inevitably remind people of the past, the past, all the past, and even make people feel very depressed about the future. Inadvertently, I remembered my late uncle, dear. The laughter with my uncle in the past appeared in my difficulties again, reminding me of him, which was even stronger in the autumn wind.

Last year's Double Ninth Festival, it was not long ago, but it seemed very long. Uncle was still with us at that time. He is a very lively and lovely old man, because he has an evergreen, new and generous heart. His smile is so bright, clear and kind that it reminds me of Maitreya. Everything about him infects the sunshine around him. On the way, I found that today seems particularly lively. There are teams of old people lined up, beating gongs and drums, holding stools, in "bang! Hey! " Walking happily under the drum, the bus is very noisy. Some are having a cordial conversation; Someone was fascinated by the words "I wish the old people good health" written in front of the bus and smiled. I couldn't help asking an old lady politely, "Granny, what day is it today?" "Today is the Double Ninth Festival." Grandma answered slowly, with a sense of pride.

Last year's Double Ninth Festival passed quickly, but it seemed very long. Then, my uncle is still around. He is a very lively and lovely person because he has a green heart and a generous heart. His smile is so bright, clear and kind that I can't help but think of The Class of Maitreya. His infectious day. On the way, I found that today seems to be particularly lively. There is a group of people lined up, playing drums and holding stools, in "Bang! Hey! " Walking happily in a crowded bus. Some people talk in good faith; And some people who looked at the words "for the health of the elderly" on the bus in front also smiled. I can't help asking the old lady politely, "Grandma, what day is it today?" "Today is the Double Ninth Festival." Grandma answered slowly, but with a hint of pride.

At this time, I unconsciously thought of my grandfather. His kind smile and warm embrace gave me a happy childhood. That's the most important thing-happiness. Every time grandpa goes out, I want to go out to play with him, like "Little Tail". I remember when we were not in the square, grandpa hid behind a tree when I was not looking. When I found grandpa gone, I was in tears. At this time, grandpa appeared again and didn't laugh, which made me laugh and cry. Every evening, we come to the camphor tree on Renmin Road and listen to the old people playing the erhu. Some of them just dance to the accompaniment of music. Grandpa hummed, sang and laughed while studying. I was so happy.

At this time, I unconsciously thought of my grandfather, his kind smile and warm embrace, which gave me a happy childhood, and that was the most important thing-happiness. Every time he goes out, I will play outside with my grandfather and follow the shadow like a "tail". Remember, we didn't go to the square. Grandpa hid behind a tree when I wasn't looking. I found that Grandpa was gone and cried. That man appeared again, not Xixi, which made me laugh and cry. Every evening, we go to Renmin Road and listen to the old people playing the erhu. Some of them simply dance with the music. Grandpa also learns to sing, singing and laughing, and I am very happy.

Grandpa gave me a happy childhood. Grandpa is gone. Before he died, he gave me a sentence "study hard and make progress every day". Under the infection of this sentence, I tried to let grandpa rest in peace.

My grandfather gave me a happy childhood. After grandpa left, before he died, he gave me a sentence "study hard and make progress every day". Under the infection of this sentence, I studied hard to satisfy my grandpa.

Now that I think about it, my grandmother is the only old man around me. We should be kind to her, satisfy her wishes and let her enjoy her old age. Double Ninth Festival, thank you!

Now remember, I only have an elderly grandmother. We need to treat her better, satisfy her wishes and let her have a peaceful life. Thank you!

On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, the two suns are heavy, so it is called "Double Ninth Festival", and the Double Ninth Festival is also "Old People's Day". On this day, the old people either admire chrysanthemums to cultivate their sentiments or climb mountains to exercise, adding infinite fun to the evening scenery in Sang Yu.

On the second day of the ninth lunar month, it is called "Yang", and the Double Ninth Festival is "Old People's Day". On this day, old people either admire chrysanthemums to cultivate their sentiments or climb mountains to exercise, adding fun to their later years.

On the Double Ninth Festival, people enjoy chrysanthemums, wear dogwood, climb mountains with wine, and have a good swim and drink. In September, the Double Ninth Festival, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the golden wind is cool, which is a good season to climb high and overlook. Therefore, climbing has become an important custom of the Double Ninth Festival. People living in the south of the Yangtze River are suffering from no mountains to climb and no heights to climb, so they prevent rice flour cakes and insert a colorful banner on the cake surface to show the meaning of climbing (cakes) to avoid disaster.

On the Double Ninth Festival, people enjoy chrysanthemums, medicinal dogwood, and drink wine for mountain climbing. On the Double Ninth Festival in September, the sky is clear and the breeze is blowing gently. This is a good season so far. Therefore, climbing mountains has become an important custom of the festival. In the southern plain, people put a Caiqi Yang on the rice cake to prevent it from climbing up the mountain and climbing high, so as to climb out of the disaster.

There are also customs such as inserting dogwood, drinking chrysanthemum wine and eating double ninth festival cake. Cornus officinalis, also known as moon gum, is an important plant with strong smell, which can prevent odor. Chongyang Flower Cake is a seasonal delicacy made of japonica rice.

There are also the customs of dogwood, chrysanthemum wine and double ninth festival cake. Cornus officinalis, also called Taishi, is an important plant with pungent smell, which can prevent dirt. Chongyang cake is a special food with rice.

On a quiet evening, I stood alone under a tree by the boulevard. The sunshine passed through the scattered leaves obliquely and carefully, casting mottled sparks in my eyes. However, I can't get warmth from that light at all, but I feel a kind of coldness from the bone marrow. Look at the yellow leaves. Even in this still warm wind, they will tremble with cold. If they can't hold on, they will fall like butterflies. Then I feel lonely. When I leave, I feel like those abandoned and forgotten leaves, far away from my relatives and friends, breathing strange air in this distant city and chewing the bitter fruit of my thoughts.

In the silent night, I stood alone by a tree in the shopping mall, and the sun shone obliquely through the scattered leaves, casting a mottled light spot in my eyes. But I didn't get that ray of light from the warmth, and I felt that there was something emanating from the bone marrow that was no longer cold. Glorious leaves, even in the still warm wind, will tremble, can't keep falling, dance like a beautiful butterfly, and then be lonely. After smearing away, I feel like the abandoned and forgotten leaves, breathing strange air and chewing the bitterness of missing in distant cities through relatives and friends.