800 words of narrative composition for Spring Festival in senior three.

In normal study, work and life, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition is a transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from a compressed and concise language that one can understand to a developed and standardized grammatical structure that others can understand. So, how to write a composition? The following is my 800-word narrative composition for Spring Festival in Senior Three for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

800 words 1 This Spring Festival, I spent the Spring Festival at my grandmother's house. One morning, just after breakfast, we heard the sound of "drumming" in the distance. I asked my grandmother curiously, "What is this noise?" Grandma told me it was a boat light. "What are the boat lights like?" I asked my grandmother to find out. In order to satisfy my curiosity, my grandmother decided to invite them to perform.

I can't sit still because the sound of "Knocking Dong Qiang" is far and near. I ran in and out to look, hoping that the boat lights would come soon. Grandma was busy opening the front door of the main room, and put a square table in the center of the front room. On the table, she put some sweets and tea, saying that they were for these performers to taste.

Finally, the sound of "Dong Qiang accent in winter and winter" is near, near ... I ran to the door and saw the man who made the boat lights coming in a mighty way. This is a long line. There is a "big-head monk dance Dance" in front, which is called "Big Head" because there is a big iron drum mask on the head that only shows the eyes and mouth. Although the mask painted outside is smiling, and I know it is played by some old people, I still feel a little strange and far away. "big-head monk dance Dance" walked at the front of the procession with a gold ingot, followed by a group of people beating gongs and drums, followed by two beautiful floats. The hull is covered with cloth, painted with dragons and phoenixes, and the side of the ship is decorated with various flowers. Two people walked slowly with floats. This ship must be heavier. The float was followed by two people carrying bags. There were a lot of bulging things in the backpack, probably fruits presented by people along the way. Followed by a large crowd of onlookers, old people and children, followed by a "big-head monk dance Dance" with a fan. A sudden movement scared the children to run in fear, and the old man smiled happily.

When the team arrived in the yard, the drummers sat down in the corner of the yard, the boat lights stood in the middle of the yard, and those onlookers found a place in the corner of the yard or at the gate. Then the erhu sounded and a woman sang loudly. The floats danced to the song. At first, it staggered with small steps, as if the ship were swaying in the wind and waves. After a while, the two boats turned around and ran, following the sound of gongs and drums with rhythmic steps and moving quickly, as if they were fighting the wind and waves. With the change of music, the ship swayed in place, as if resting on the calm sea. Save energy ... "big-head monk dance Dance" directs floats to dance like a captain for a while, and jokes with onlookers like naughty children for a while. Everyone's face is filled with a happy smile, and I am absorbed in it. A "big-head monk dance Dance" suddenly came to me, and I was scared to avoid it. My grandmother grabbed me and said that this "big-head monk dance Dance" was for us to hold the gold ingot, which meant that the financial resources in the New Year were rolling in and I was holding the gold ingot.

Soon, the music stopped and the boat lights ended. I haven't seen enough. When the boat lights went to another house, I joined the onlookers. ...

800 words 2 hope for the narrative composition of "Spring Festival" in senior three, hope, I finally look forward to the Spring Festival! According to our rules, we should eat jiaozi and Zongzi during Chinese New Year, which means reunion and family harmony. If you want to ask me how I spent the Spring Festival today, I will say that I am very tired and love this Spring Festival very much.

Early in the morning, firecrackers woke me up from my sleep. Reluctantly, I got up, put on new clothes and planned my day's trip. Before dawn, firecrackers crackled in my ears, strings of firecrackers were lit by people, and the white fog emitted by firecrackers danced with the wind, as if sending every blessing to thousands of households with white smoke. The sun gradually smiled and I walked out of the house. Although I still have firecrackers on my body, I also painted bright colors for the Spring Festival. Red lanterns and brand-new couplets are hung at the door of the neighbor's house. My home is no exception, except that there is no lantern decoration. The sun rose higher and higher, and we also set off for the church, but after not staying there for long, my brother couldn't help it. He was in a hurry to play in the park, and his mother left early because she didn't want him to disturb others.

We came to Dongshan Park by my mother's battery car. As soon as I entered the gate, the smell of food came to my face and my eyes were attracted by it. But my brother wanted to play, so he dragged me and my mother into the amusement park. There, there are all kinds of entertainment facilities in front of me, including leisure fishing, thrilling roller coasters and the Ferris wheel that scares me. My brother walked through the bustling crowd, pointed to the new building Ferris wheel and said to his mother, "Mom, I want to take that one." Hearing this sentence, I couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. I am afraid of heights. I quickly persuaded my brother to use all the methods. Finally, one trick attracted him, and that was ice cream. My greedy brother pestered me to take him to eat ice cream. In order not to let him take me to the Ferris wheel, I had to keep my promise.

Then my mother accompanied us to the mountain. First, we passed a bridge. There are many people standing on it. They look at the river in the distance and take some photos from time to time. Walking up the stairs, we walked along the path, enjoying the flowers and trees on both sides, breathing the fresh air, and the branches crossed to block out the sun for us. I took the little fish to enjoy the scenery below the mountain. But halfway up the mountain, our legs were sore, so we had to sit in an armchair and rest. When we had the strength, we continued to set out and stayed on the mountain for almost half an hour, because we couldn't find the way and got lost. Finally, I asked a stranger and finally found the way down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, we visited shop after shop, and all kinds of delicious food were available, such as stinky tofu, sugar-fried chestnuts, mutton skewers and so on. After filling our stomachs, we left Dongshan Park contentedly. This is a tired and interesting play!

"Spring Festival 3 shopping craze" is 800 words in the narrative composition of senior three;

The Spring Festival is coming, and everyone is busy making new year's goods.

There are many kinds of goods and many shoppers in the street. You see, some ladies are shopping for "New Year dresses" in the store, surrounded by a group of lovely "little angels", laughing and clamoring to buy new clothes and toys. These mothers are quarrelling so much that they have to put down their favorite clothes and go shopping with the "babies" before buying them for themselves.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I got your clothes dirty." Suddenly came an apology. What's going on here? It turned out that an uncle had just bought fish and accidentally stained the clothes of several little girls who were buying New Year pictures. "It doesn't matter!" The little girl smiled and walked into another shop with the newly selected New Year pictures. Uncle also walked away with a smile.

"Ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of laughter again. ...

New Year's Eve:

"Good guy, good guy, good guy-"A few times, the sky was full of flowers and colorful. It turned out that several children were setting off fireworks. There were a few crisp crackles, and the dark sky suddenly became bright. Originally dark as ink on the roof, bright colored lights are clearly visible, and the mountains in the distance are faintly discernible. With the flowers in full bloom, there was a surprise cheer. On the banks of the river, smiling faces looking up at the sky are sometimes looming. The beauty in the sky is fleeting, but the surprise on the ground is spreading.

The family sat around the big round table, eating a steaming reunion dinner, watching the wonderful Spring Festival Gala and waiting for the arrival of the New Year.

Visiting relatives and friends:

"Congratulations on getting rich!" A greeting came into my ears. It turned out that acquaintances visiting relatives and friends on the road exchanged greetings. The partner ran around, "I'm happy New Year!" If you have more money, you will earn even a handful of cigarettes. And this is mostly for my dad. Sometimes I want to smoke it, but I will throw it away after coughing a few times. The little girls were whispering and biting their mouths together. Adults chat at home together, and the elderly watch TV programs with their children. Wonderful programs sometimes make old people smile.

Happy new year, family reunion, everyone's face is spring breeze, everyone's mouth is oil. ...

In order to celebrate the Spring Festival, our hometown held the "Spring Festival Flower Show". It is called "Flower Festival", but there are no potted flowers. I didn't know until I asked my father that the flower show is a traditional art form in rural areas. It is called "Flower Festival" because it is like a hundred flowers blooming in the street.

On the second day of the first month, the flower show team came out of the village, set off festive firecrackers, beat gongs and drums, sang and danced, and took to the streets. There are stilts, lion dance, martial arts, donkey riding dance, butterfly dance, Taiping drum, and humorous pig eight quit carrying his wife. It's really eight immortals crossing the sea, showing their magical powers.

The performance venue is located in the playground of the township middle school, and I followed the performance team all the way to the middle school. The first thing you see is the banner slogan hanging at the gate: "Sujiasuo Township Spring Festival Flower Show" in eight golden characters. I strode in, oh! There is already a sea of people here.

Butterfly dance attracted me first. A group of young men in white clothes and yellow trousers are beating gongs and drums. With the sound of orchestral music, they are dancing bright butterflies, swinging from side to side and flying up and down, shaking the earth. They are wearing velvet flowers, pink and green trousers, holding a red silk handkerchief in one hand and a colorful fan in the other. They followed the dancing butterfly, chasing around for a while, walking lightly for a while, squatting down to catch it for a while, with graceful posture and skillful dance steps. In front of me seems to be a big garden with butterflies flying and flowers in full bloom.

Suddenly, gongs and drums were loud and cheers were everywhere. It turned out that the stilts were showing their talents. Actors in costumes, fishermen, strong men, kannika nimtragol ... There is a clown, blowing a mustache, twisting the most joyfully, dancing in the style of a son, pretending to be funny, and always blocking kannika nimtragol from letting others go. The girl was shy and covered her face with a handkerchief. I really thought the kannika nimtragol in the play was sweating. I saw the clown took another step forward and pulled off the handkerchief of Kannika nimtragol. When people were thinking about what would happen, they burst out laughing. It turns out that the actor of kannika nimtragol is a strong man. Young man, he pretends to like it.

I admire the actor who plays the pig's daughter-in-law, and one person performs the actions of two people. Pig Bajie is stupid and silly. The Monkey King became a beautiful and flexible kannika nimtragol. Although it was difficult, the actors performed it incisively and vividly.

There are also Shaolin sticks in Wu Ying, the Taiping drum to celebrate the harvest, the donkey riding dance that people like, and the giant lion rolling hydrangea, all of which have made their own stunts.

After watching the "Flower Show", I went home to hear my father say that in recent years, our countryside has become rich and restored the old tradition of holding the "Flower Show" every year in the early days of liberation. Especially this year, all villages bought colorful clothes and props, so this year's "Flower Show" is particularly prosperous.

Wait and see, next year's "Flower Show" will be even more brilliant.

The Spring Festival is the beginning of a new year and the end of the old one. The Spring Festival is a traditional festival of the Chinese nation. The Spring Festival is the happiest day of the year for children. Spring Festival is ...

The Spring Festival is supposed to be a beautiful day, but this year's Spring Festival has become the most unforgettable "Black Spring Festival" in my life. The reason is a "Xiong Haizi"-my little nephew.

The cause of the matter is this. During the Chinese New Year, menstruation's family came to my grandmother's house to pay a New Year call, and my 4-year-old nephew followed. There was nothing at first, until my sister-in-law suggested going to the mall for a walk, and my miserable day began.

The adults all went shopping, leaving only my cousin and I to look after the children at home. That's great. Without the care of adults, the little nephew made love in the house. I fiddled with this for a while, fiddled with that for a while, and finally was quiet for a while. It wasn't long before I started to make trouble again until my sister-in-law came back.

Time flies in the evening, and fireworks will be set off after dinner. Colorful fireworks open in the dark night sky, like blooming flowers. Later, my uncle lit the sky again, only to hear a deafening noise, and one after another "small missiles" flew into the air. The "small missile" exploded at once, and suddenly, beautiful fireworks bloomed in the sky, decorating the night sky beautifully. After a while, the fire went out and the stars like Mars fell in the sky. Finally, my little nephew lit a flower, probably because he was afraid of the sudden sparks. My nephew threw the flowers aside and hit my down jacket, so my down jacket was officially declared scrapped. My little nephew seemed to realize that he had done something wrong and immediately stopped talking, which made me laugh and cry.

Happy Spring Festival, and the Spring Festival of "Xiong Haizi" is unforgettable.