Composition of the second day of the festival

In daily study, work or life, everyone has tried to write a composition, which people use to achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. How to write a good composition? The following is my composition for the second day of the festival for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

1 The annual Spring Festival is here again. The day before New Year's Eve, my parents took my brother and me back to my grandparents' home in Fuzhou.

We started from home, and it was raining in Mao Mao, but as the car went south, after passing Fuzhou, I looked out of the window and saw the sun smiling at me! I don't even have to wear a big coat, and my mood is getting better and better like the weather.

The next day is New Year's Eve. Grandma is preparing things for the stove and worship in the early morning, and aunt is also helping. My uncle also ordered New Year's food in the restaurant. Adults are so busy! Go cycling outside with my brother and sister, and play ball and skate in the park. But in my heart, I hope it will get dark soon, so that I can eat the New Year's Eve dinner early and get the lucky money early!

It's finally New Year's Eve. My uncles are busy allocating seats, one for adults and one for our nine children and mother. Chinese New Year dishes are so rich! There are crabs, rice cakes, black chicken soup, fried fish, sausages, mullet purple and sashimi ... Of course, we can't miss auspicious New Year dishes, such as "step by step" radish cake, "year by year" large yellow croaker, and a big hot pot symbolizing "family member". Really delicious, so happy!

A happier moment-the lucky money is coming. Every time my brother receives a red envelope, he will tell adults that "cattle turn to dry Kun" and "good luck every year" ... it's really cute. The red envelopes I received filled my pocket, and I thought to myself, when I sleep at night, I should put the red envelopes under my pillow to wish my Year of the Ox a safer life!

After the New Year's Eve dinner, the children finished teasing together. Everyone got prizes and played handball, playing cards and so on. Chinese New Year is really fun, especially on New Year's Eve, when we get together, it feels so warm! I really hope that every day is Chinese New Year.

People say "March Mad Mazu", and Mazu is welcomed everywhere in Quanzhou. Early in the morning, before dawn, we were ready to take part in a lively Mazu outing. Wow! What a crowd! And there are many delicious foods on the roadside, which are really delicious. There are jiaozi, sausages, chicken soup, sweets and biscuits. Hmm ~ it's so rich that people drool when they see it!

Suddenly I saw the clairvoyance and ears in front of grandma Mazu, and I was scared green. Mazu's voyage around the world is all-encompassing: there are not only clairvoyant eyes and ears of the wind, but also sedan chairs, martial arts performances, dragon and lion dances, eight generals, drum arrays, floats, stilts and so on, which are eye-opening.

Every time Mazu travels around the world, he always attracts a large number of people. Enthusiastic believers wave after wave, and the team stretches for several kilometers. The sound of gongs and drums was deafening, firecrackers were heard, and vendors were everywhere. Everyone seems to be not afraid of firecrackers and fire. Men, women and children are already crowded and busy to the point of madness.

It is said that Mazu Fujian Island Tour is a religious activity held every year, but it is the first time for me to participate. Although it is hard to follow the team, tears always flow from the smoke of firecrackers, but for me, this is a special and meaningful journey, quite wonderful, and worth going again.

I like festivals best. Laugh and laugh. Delicious, fun, countless, dazzling.

Among many festivals, my favorite is the Spring Festival. Smiling and smiling, decorated with lights, I was still happy. What worries me most is the annual lucky money, but unfortunately more than half of the lucky money will be taken away by adults every time. This makes me very distressed.

Every time I go to the Spring Festival, I have to wear new clothes and shoes, and I wear new ones. This is also our custom here.

On the New Year's Eve, the whole family get together. Older grandparents sit in their seats, fathers and uncles sit on both sides, and the younger generation can only sit at the bottom. The cheerful atmosphere at dinner also infected me.

Most of our children will buy some firecrackers or toy water guns with lucky money, which can cost dozens or more than 100 a day. Some people buy guns to wipe and throw. Some buy toy guns and some machine guns, but they are all fake and the bullets are fake plastic. Although it is fake, it is also very lethal. Once while playing with some friends, someone was accidentally shot in the eye, and the family of the child who was shot in the eye was also very sad.

Alas, although the festival is very happy, we should not be carried away by this happiness. Thereby causing irreparable consequences. I've seen these things on the show before, such as drinking too much on holidays, driving after drinking, and having an accident. Or some outsiders set off fireworks improperly, causing irreparable situations and disasters.

Happiness is very important in festivals, but safety is also essential.

When it comes to Bai people, everyone will think of the torch festival of Bai people, so let me talk about his origin!

There were six tribes in Yunnan in the early Tang Dynasty, which were called "six imperial edicts". The southernmost tribe Meng Shezhao is also called Nanzhao. Nanzhao became more and more powerful. One day, Pelugo, the king of Nanzhao, invited five other leaders to get together. Mrs. Chariti, the wife of Deng Ruozhao, the tour leader, thought that Pelog had ulterior motives and tried to persuade her husband not to go. But the husband wouldn't listen. When she left, Mrs. Charity put an iron ring on her husband's arm with tears in her eyes to protect herself.

Since then, Pirog did burn down the Song Ming Building where the leaders gathered, and all the leaders of the five imperial edicts were spared. Facing the ashes of Song Minglou, Mrs Charity wept bitterly. Later, Pilog heard about this clever and virtuous charity lady and wanted to marry her. But if Mrs Chariti refuses to remarry, she will close the city and commit suicide. After that, the Bai people in Yunnan celebrated the Torch Festival to commemorate the "Burning Song Ming Pagoda" and the historical story of the brave and clever charity lady.

On the festival day, men, women and children get together to worship their ancestors. Through activities such as torch worship, lighting, lighting torches and jumping torches, I wish crops a bumper harvest and six animals a prosperous life.

As night fell, the old people in the village took the lead in offering sacrifices and kowtowed to the torches. Several brave and vigorous boys climbed the big fire one by one, and uploaded small torches to light the big fire one by one. When we stopped at the station, the fire was flying, drums were beating loudly, firecrackers were ringing, and the scene was spectacular.

The climax of Torch Festival is playing with the torch. Young men and women each hold a torch. When I saw someone, I grabbed a handful of rosin powder from my bag and sprinkled it on the torch. Every time you sprinkle a handful, there will be a dazzling' fire', a' bang', and the flame will burn to each other, which is called' cheers'. Bai people think that fire refers to bad luck that can be burned.

Torch Festival is a traditional festival of Bai nationality, which is very distinctive.

China culture has a long history of 5,000 years, in which traditional festivals are essential. It's Mid-Autumn Festival.

"The stars come down from the clearing, and the moon comes up from the river." The moonlight in the Mid-Autumn Festival is as cool as water and slowly flows into every household. The family, sitting around a big wooden table in the empty yard, "looked up and found it was moonlight, bowed their heads and laughed."

Bread is the pillar of life. Speaking of Mid-Autumn Festival, we have to mention moon cakes. Adjust measures to local conditions. The appearance of moon cakes in different regions is similar, but the practice is quite different. Wuren moon cake is the most common one. Five kernels, five kernels, are made of five different fillings, such as peanuts and nuts. My favorite is rose moon cakes. Roses grown at home are naturally pollution-free. Pick a few, tear off the petals and wash them with water many times to ensure hygiene. Tear the washed petals into pieces and put them in a bowl. They must be thin and small. I monopolize this job every year. Watching me smile like a devil at the petals, my elders even worried about whether there was something wrong with my mental state at that time. The broken petals in the bowl should be pressed with a wooden stick and ground into a sticky paste, then a certain amount of exclusive secret materials should be poured to taste, and then the filling is completed. Next is the skin of the moon cake. Pour flour, eggs and water into a basin according to a certain proportion, stir carefully, put it on a chopping block and knead it slowly until dough is formed. Then cut a small piece of dough, flatten it, put it in the stuffing, wrap it, put it in the mold, put it for a while, and carefully pour it out, and a moon cake is formed. Then brush the surface of the moon cake with a small brush, put it in the oven, press the time and temperature, turn on the switch, and wait for the delicious moon cake to come out.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, families get together, eat delicious moon cakes and watch the flawless white moon. Why not?

Every Mid-Autumn Festival, now Mid-Autumn Festival, the bright moonlight illuminates the earth and people's hearts. Warm-hearted moon cakes warm people and warm the sky.

Spring Festival is a traditional festival of our Chinese nation, which represents reunion, happiness and peace. Vientiane is new, and there is a festive atmosphere everywhere.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, my mother and I went shopping. The streets are crowded with people! The vegetable seller can't squeeze in, just like a human wall. My mother and I crowded for a long time. There are many vegetable sellers, some sell meat, some sell vegetables and fruits. ...

It's afternoon. Every family has to post the Spring Festival, and my father and I are also busy. The first part: add a few happy endings to the old year; The second part: the horizontal approval of the new year on the next floor: bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new year. We put up a set of couplets on the wall.

In the morning 12, the New Year bell rings, and firecrackers and fireworks sound everywhere. At this moment, some people are still setting off fireworks in the yard. Around the blazing fire, the children set off firecrackers and danced happily. At this time, the room was brightly lit.

Every Spring Festival is also a busy time for my mother in the kitchen. Chinese New Year's food is cooked a few days ago, the New Year's Eve dinner is always cooked on the 30th, and jiaozi on the first day of the New Year's Eve is also wrapped on the 30th. Small and exquisite jiaozi will become crystal clear jiaozi in the pot.

Eating New Year's Eve is a time for family reunion. A table full of new year's dishes, chicken, duck and fish, and my favorite beef. This is because jiaozi was so bored in the pot that the family sat around the table and began to eat jiaozi. * * * I have a reunion dinner. After eating a few pieces of beef and a bowl of jiaozi, I can't eat any more.

The Spring Festival ended like a poem. Although it was short-lived, I think this is just the beginning of the poem, and the beauty is yet to come!

Today is sunny and full of spring, which is a great opportunity to feel the spring. So I formed a small team of 10 students such as-,-,-and so on.

The target this time is Shi Lang. Let's meet at the school gate first. Everyone is here. We are holding hands and singing beautiful songs. In a short time, we arrived at our destination. The guards there are really tight. We're all like little agents. We sneaked in while he was playing with his mobile phone.

We were all stunned as soon as we entered the gate. It is as beautiful as a fairyland! Lush trees, beautiful flowers, birds singing in the branches, butterflies dancing with the songs, and small fish, tadpoles and frogs in the small pond also join in the fun.

We ran to the pond, like children in the country taking off their shoes and socks to catch tadpoles and fish. They are very flexible, and when you try to catch them, they will disappear without a trace, as if they were playing hide-and-seek with us ... the whole community is full of our laughter.

The tadpole was caught, but our feet were stained with mud, so we sat by the pond and put our feet in, ah! That water is cold and cold, which is really comfortable. -My eyes are rolling. I must have thought of some bad ideas. By the time I remembered, it was too late. -He sprayed water on us with a hose, and we had a water fight. Finally, we were all wet. ......

Ah! Today is my happiest day and my most unforgettable day!

The Spring Festival is a happy and sacred day for the Chinese nation, representing the renewal of Vientiane. This is a very festive day. What kind of unlucky things seem to be hidden on this day.

1On the morning of February 25th, I came to my grandparents' house early. I came so early because my brother came back and lived at my grandparents' house, so I went to play with him. Another reason is that I will go to the mountains with my brother, grandparents and buy couplets tomorrow.

I came to my grandparents' house in the morning and saw a flower that was accidentally broken that day in the yard, but my heart seemed to skip a beat when I saw it. "Grandpa is a flower lover. If he sees me, he must be dead. A few months later, I found that I forgot to throw it away. " I looked at the flower and thought. But when I went to the front of the potted flower and picked it, I found that it actually took root. I thought, "The life of this flower is so tenacious that even its roots can grow into new life. I might as well take this flower home. Grandpa didn't see it anyway. "

I put this flower in a bag and put it on my bike. Then I went to play. Time passed little by little, and soon it was evening, so I rode home to plant this flower. After planting, I will go to grandma's house again.

Since then, I have changed from a tribe that once hated flowers to a person who likes them, and now I realize how beautiful flowers are. From then on, I changed from this flower to my favorite flower. Although this flower is not as bright as peony, she conquered me with tenacious vitality.

This is the only flower I like. I want to learn from this flower in my heart, fight against fate and don't bow to it easily.

With the continuous progress of the times, people's festivals are becoming more and more abundant. Among them, the traditional festivals in China have long been a tradition. Nowadays, most festivals in the west are also recognized by everyone. No matter what festival, there is a story behind it. However, my favorite is China Valentine's Day on July 7th, China.

Although Valentine's Day in China is hardly celebrated, she has a beautiful story: Cowherd and Weaver Girl are lovers on the earth. Instinctively together, but separated by the heavenly queen. The Weaver Girl said, "Every July 7th meets". The silly cowherd thought it was July 7 every year, so he had this misunderstanding and this beautiful festival.

I like Tanabata, the faithful love of Cowherd and Weaver Girl, and the warmth of that moment.

Two years ago in Chinese Valentine's Day, I had a quarrel because I didn't buy my favorite toy. That was the first time I quarreled with my parents. After returning home, I "shut" myself into the bedroom in a fit of pique, and soon I heard the sound of the door ringing. I stood up angrily and froze when I looked up. My sister hugged me and clamored for the white. Some are embarrassed to say, "I know you like Tanabata, and I know you love Dabai best. In fact, I bought it early in the morning to surprise you ... "Hearing these words, my heart seemed to be on fire. The weather is very hot. My eyes are a little red and my heart is burning. I can't stop for long.

Perhaps from that moment on, Tanabata gave me another feeling of friendship and home.

Until now, every Tanabata, I will look up at the sky alone. Looking forward to seeing the cowherd and weaver girl holding the big white. In the quiet night, look for your own warmth.

The composition 10 on the second day after the festival is another Mid-Autumn Festival.

The moonlight outside the window is like diarrhea, covering the earth with a charming gauze, which looks quiet and peaceful. The moon in the sky is like a plate, just as I saw it when I was a child.

In the vegetable garden of my hometown, I can hear the sound of children playing from time to time; Every household is busy cooking, and the smoke on the roof is white in the bright moonlight.

Families gathered around the table and braised pork was served. It's a thick rectangle coated with brown pigment and seasoning. It's delicious and much more fragrant than pork now. Our domestic rooster was also served, and then country dishes such as green beans, bean sprouts and salted eggs came up one after another. Mid-Autumn Festival is a "food festival" in rural areas, with a table full of delicious food.

After dinner, a man strolled in the Woods behind with moon cakes in his hand, enjoying the beauty of the moonlit night alone. Looking up at the silent night sky, the sparse stars are shining with cold light, as if trying to compare with the brighter moon. First, the moon is golden and slowly passes through a wisp of smoky white clouds. Then, upward, she wore a long white gauze dress, quiet and peaceful, gentle and generous. She looked at the earth quietly, with a gentle smile on her face, like a tracts.

A few thin silver-gray clouds surrounded her, just like a fairy dancing in a thin veil. Ah! This is a fantastic beauty! A little charming.

The moonlight is bright and the full moon is in the sky. Looking at the full moon, I miss my father who is not around, and I can't help thinking: "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. This matter is old and difficult. I hope that people will last for a long time and thousands of miles will be beautiful. "

I like the Spring Festival because it is a festival for family reunion. During the Spring Festival, it is the liveliest and happiest time for every family to get together for dinner. On New Year's Eve, a table was full of rich New Year's dishes, and the whole family got together, sat around the table and had a reunion dinner. The sense of accomplishment in my heart is beyond words. People not only enjoyed a table full of delicious food, but also enjoyed a happy atmosphere. There are many kinds of New Year's Eve dinners, which are different from north to south, including jiaozi, rice cakes, long noodles and Yuanxiao. , and each has its own emphasis. Eat this New Year's Eve dinner slowly. In other words, the custom of observing the old age not only includes the farewell and nostalgia for the fleeting years, but also the good wishes for the coming New Year.

I like the Spring Festival because it is a festive festival. People will set off all kinds of fireworks to celebrate this lively festival. Especially when the New Year's bell strikes midnight, firecrackers shake the whole sky of China. Firecrackers are a sign of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, and also an expression of festive atmosphere.

I like the Spring Festival, because I will get lucky money during the Spring Festival. This is my extra pocket money. Both the giver and the receiver are happy. Giving lucky money in the New Year reflects the care of the elders for the younger generation and the respect of the younger generation for the elders. It is a folk activity that integrates family ethics.

In addition, friends and relatives pay New Year greetings and wish each other well. It feels very warm. This is one of the reasons why I like the Spring Festival.

China is a multi-ethnic country, and each ethnic group has different ways to celebrate the New Year. For example, some paste New Year pictures and Spring Festival couplets, some worship ancestors, some dance lions and dragons, and some walk on stilts. The activities are rich and colorful, with strong national characteristics. The festive atmosphere of the Spring Festival will probably last until the Lantern Festival.

This is my favorite festival.

Spring Festival is the most special but common festival in China culture. Because every family will get together at the beginning of the year, whether students at school or office workers who have already worked, their holidays will "make way" for this important festival.

The word "festive" seems to be the most common description of this special festival. People who are far away from home return to their hometown and reunite with their families; There are couplets with red background and black characters on the portal; Outside the gate, there is a "blessing" hanging upside down; On New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, cooking on the table ... all reveal "happiness".

When I was a child, I thought of Chinese New Year when I returned to my hometown. My parents are always doing different things on different days under all kinds of "exquisite things left by our ancestors", but because I grew up in my hometown and don't have many friends, I can only spend all my time in front of the TV or on my cousins who are much older than myself. But the days of Chinese New Year are not all boring, because I can always get a lot of "benefits" from visiting relatives I know and don't know during Chinese New Year, but these "benefits" can't escape my fate in the end, and my parents took them away on the grounds that "you are still young, we will keep them for you". Later, I learned that these lucky money were actually worn by me in the end.

With the growth of age and the progress of the times, the taste of Chinese New Year seems to be fading. Although the whole family is still sitting around the table on New Year's Eve, I always miss the taste of Chinese New Year when I was a child intentionally or unintentionally.

On this special day, we are not special. We have warmed our "big family" with the unique "human touch" of China people.

When you see this topic, you will certainly understand what I want to say. Yes, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I feel so excited that I always have a strange feeling.

TV, media, Internet and other hot spots are the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the state stipulates that the Mid-Autumn Festival will be closed for one day, plus Saturday and Sunday, this year it will be closed for three days. I got up early this morning and saw many moon cakes on the table. Oh! It turned out that mom just bought it from the supermarket. I knocked down the stairs and got a bean paste to eat. While eating, I remembered the legend of Mid-Autumn Festival: Once upon a time, there was a woman named Chang 'e, and her husband Hou Yi had two pills, which could make her go to heaven. One day, Chang 'e took advantage of Hou Yi's absence, stole the two pills and floated up. When Hou Yi came back, she saw that Chang 'e had drifted to the Moon Palace, and she was very sad. Chang 'e ascended to heaven and lived in Guanghan Palace, accompanied by a rabbit. What a beautiful legend! Later, people found that the moon was particularly round on the day when Chang 'e became immortal (that is, August 15), so people made cakes as round as the moon to commemorate this day, called moon cakes, symbolizing reunion, harmony and beauty. This custom has continued to this day. "Kitten, you are in such a hurry to eat!" My mother brought me back to reality. "I'm going to my grandmother's house for dinner today, and I have to bring it to my cousin!" "

Unconsciously, it was 4: 30 in the afternoon, and we all came to grandma's house. A big round table was full, and grandma said, "This is reunion!" " "I give him a look, wow! So much food! There are fish, chickens and dried trotters. When all the dishes are served, I can't wait to eat. It is really delicious!

In the evening, several elders and children came to my house one after another, and my mother brought out several plates of fruits and melon seeds. We all watched the Mid-Autumn Festival party, talking and laughing, and laughter echoed in the room. How wonderful. ......

This year's Spring Festival, my parents and I went back to my grandmother's hometown for the Spring Festival. There are uncles, aunts, aunts, uncles, brothers and younger brothers, and the family is reunited and happy. Although the weather is cold, the whole family is warm.

On the morning of the first day of the first month, I was still immersed in my sleep and was suddenly awakened by the sound of the alarm clock. I leaned out of bed impatiently, half squinting at the alarm clock. It is only seven o'clock. I turned off the alarm clock and fell asleep again. In my sleep, I suddenly remembered a sentence my father said to me last night. Father said that children should not sleep late on the morning of New Year's Day, and they should get up early to greet their elders and ask for red envelopes.

Thinking of this, I jumped out of bed, dressed three times, five times and two times, and ran to grandma's bedroom. But there is still a gap. Grandma is not in bed. I just turned around and walked back. I didn't expect grandma to stand behind me with a cup in her hand and laugh. I rushed over and said, "Happy New Year, Grandma. I wish grandma a happy new year. " Grandma hugged me and said, "Oh, my grandson is really sensible and has a sweet mouth. Come and have a cup of sugar water, it's sweet. " I saw grandma only had a cup of sugar water in her hand, but there was no red envelope. At that time, I stretched myself and waved my hand, and the cup fell to the ground. At this time, my grandmother quickly took my hand and said, "It's okay. It's safe if it's broken. Didn't the little darling burn his hand?"

Then she squatted down to pick up the broken glass slag with her hand, when a red red envelope slipped from her hand and fell to the ground. At this time, I felt my face start to burn, and I was wrong about my grandmother. I turned around and looked out of the window. It was snowing harder and harder outside, and my eyes suddenly became blurred. But at this time, my heart clearly felt the warmth of my grandmother's house.

In the past Tomb-Sweeping Day, everyone was busy going home to worship their ancestors. However, it seems that it has nothing to do with us students. The only thing we can thank is the three-day holiday brought by our ancestors. Of course, I also miss my dead relatives.

Perhaps, teenagers of this age now have grandparents, but I don't. When I was very young, my relatives lived very close and only needed to walk a short distance. When I was a child, my sister and I often liked to go to my uncle's house, probably because he was an old man. My sister and I never felt the love of the old man. Fortunately, my uncle really loves our sister. Every day, as soon as my sister and I have time, my sister's small body drags me to my uncle's house, and we are greeted by his powerful big hand. Always take us for a walk and buy some snacks after dinner. I am lazy and always need something to tempt me before I go for a walk. Neighbors say that no one will love us more than uncle.

At that time, my sister and I were very happy, because we were still young, and there was no need to understand things that didn't fit that age. However, God is always cruel. When I was seven or eight years old, my uncle got esophageal cancer. I saw with my own eyes that his originally strong body was tortured by illness and pain, leaving only bones and nothing to eat. What impressed me deeply was that in the crematorium, my relatives cried very sadly.

At that time, I didn't know what separation was, and I left in a hurry without even saying thank you. Thank you for giving me the best love and making me so happy. When I understood all this, it was too late to repay you. Time flies, cherish everyone around you, and don't regret it.