Old Beijing loves to talk about Lazy and Bala, freezing to death in western Western jackdaw. In the Lama Temple in Qing Dynasty, there was a tradition of cooking Laba porridge to worship Buddha and courtiers, which was called Buddha porridge. The purpose is to become attached to the Buddha, which means that, like the Buddha, he drank the miscellaneous bean porridge given by the shepherdess and became a Buddha.
On the 23rd day of the lunar calendar, it is said that the Kitchen God told the Jade Emperor the good and evil on earth the next day, and the Jade Emperor benefited from it. Every household was busy offering sacrifices to the Kitchen God. On this evening, my parents presented Guandong sugar, honeydew melon (meaning sticking to the mouth of the kitchen god) and so on. And then even put the niche of the kitchen god on the branches of pine and cypress and the stems of sesame, which is called sacrifice. On this night, firecrackers exploded, and Beijingers said that it was New Year's Eve, the carnival night in China, and everything was to bid farewell to the old year, welcome the new year and pray for good luck. The whole family sits around, holds a family dinner and wishes each other family happiness. This is the so-called stove. After dinner, children will scatter sesame stalks in the yard and walk on them. This is called stepping on the year. Old Beijing set off firecrackers to pay New Year greetings to each other in the middle of the night, and the younger generation kowtowed to their elders to pay New Year's greetings and ask for lucky money. The whole family was vegetarian in jiaozi, which was called "Even jiaozi, jiaozi Reunion". Only one of hundreds of jiaozi has coins, which means that people who eat this kind of jiaozi have a good year.
Father's Day:
At home, I have a best friend. She has a pair of standard facial features, bright eyes and a glib mouth. He is my father.
Dad grew up in a poor family and often rode on the back of cattle to study. It is this diligent and studious spirit that made him admitted to a good university. Now, my father is studying English hard to prepare for a higher level.
Dad is cheerful and has a sense of humor. As long as he is at home, his mouth is like a machine gun that pulls the trigger and can't stop. He often speaks the local dialect and sings songs that forget words and tune to amuse us. Dad always tells stories with vivid pictures and exaggerated actions, and often makes my mother and I laugh.
Today, I want to say to my father: Happy Father's Day!
Mid-Autumn Festival:
This Mid-Autumn Festival has arrived, and I am very moved. Everything seems to come and go in a hurry. In a blink of an eye, it's already 18 Mid-Autumn Festival.
Tonight, my heart is always restless and turbulent, and I don't know if "eagerness" can be expressed.
In June, the British appearance is still so beautiful, I never thought she would change. The quiet moon has quietly climbed the treetops, like a child's innocent face, shining lightly on the leaves and gently reflecting back, decorating the trees bit by bit, which is very mysterious. Gentle silver light sprinkled on the road, like a mother's hand touching; She slipped into people's hearts again, like melting ice and snow in spring, moist, cold and brisk. She may come from heaven, and she is as beautiful as the virgin.
I can't bear to do anything else on such a beautiful moonlit night. Tonight is special. I don't want to interrupt. I'm afraid this beautiful girl is hidden. A quiet night and a beautiful moon are the darlings of God. I always want to keep tonight (this is an extravagant hope). Can't appear often, but it's arranged by heaven. This exquisite beauty brings people reunion and happiness.
I'm thinking: tonight, pour a cup of fragrant tea, put a plate of fragrant moon cakes, quietly lean on the windowsill, the wind blows brightly, and the jasmine fragrance overflows from the cup and blends into the air. Just like in heaven. Tonight I am alone, only inviting the bright moon as my companion, listening to Chang 'e singing and watching Chang 'e dancing; How lonely and intoxicated I am to miss her together.
Mid-Autumn Festival is the most fragile season for people. Tonight's full moon, hometown, relatives, seems to have a great distance. Oh! Miss your relatives in a foreign land, and your hometown is far away. I looked at the bright moon and suddenly felt a little relieved. I received a blessing from afar.
The moon shuttles through the clouds, like a child playing hide-and-seek, then disappears and comes out. Watching the clouds slowly pass by the moon, I thought in confusion: tonight, I will lose sleep, just like you, silently praying for the distance.
Yue Ming, you are tired. Come on! Lying in my cup, tonight, I will wait for you.
The moon is bright and the heart is calm. Looking back, it has been eighteen Mid-Autumn Festival.
Snow-white moonlight sprinkled on the bed, faintly heard the beautiful melody of moonlight songs.
On the full moon night tonight, I dreamed of a full moon.
The annual National Day is coming, and the streets and alleys are decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations everywhere, which is full of festive atmosphere. It's sunny today, and my parents and I go out to play with a happy mood.
In the street, there is a bright five-star red flag at the door of every shop. The breeze blows and the red flag flutters in the wind, showing the prestige of the people of China. The shops dazzled me, but the only constant in each store was the discount for celebrating the National Day. Every family set off firecrackers, sang songs and celebrated the National Day in harmony.
I saw many cars coming and going along the way. Red lanterns are hung on both sides of the road, as well as very beautiful lanterns, and colorful flags are hung at the gates of factories and shops. It's very lively here, with green lawns and colorful flowers. People take pictures here as a souvenir. I also took a photo as a souvenir. People's Park is more beautiful and lively at night, and the park gate is full of cars.
People come here to watch the show. A sea of people. Very lively!
When people are full of laughter, some people laugh more comfortably than we do. They still have injuries and pains, and they still have the belief in rejuvenating China. They are patriotic generals who shed blood for "today" and are real heroes! National Day is the birthday of the motherland and their real birthday.
I am very happy today, and I will believe that the motherland will have a better tomorrow.
The Dragon Boat Festival originated from the story of Qu Yuan: the patriotic poet Qu Yuan put forward a good idea of enriching the country and strengthening the people. However, due to the corruption of the society at that time, his strategy was not adopted by the king, but was hit, driven out of the capital, and finally exiled to the Northern Han Dynasty. Qu Yuan was born honest and frank, unwilling to compromise. He saw through the world of mortals and jumped into the Miluo River to defend justice with his death. The local fishermen were very sad when they learned about it. He rowed the boat, scattered rice with a bamboo tube to the Miluo River to feed the fish, and saved Qu Yuan's body. Later, people changed the rice in the bamboo tube into jiaozi and the rowing boat into dragon boat race, which gradually formed a ceremony. From now on, the fifth day of the fifth lunar month is the Dragon Boat Festival. People will eat zongzi and row dragon boats to commemorate this great patriotic poet. Our whole family admires Qu Yuan's character and wisdom. Therefore, our family attaches great importance to the Dragon Boat Festival every year, and we must make zongzi to commemorate Qu Yuan.
The custom of the Dragon Boat Festival is to eat zongzi and race dragon boats. Zongzi can be divided into two shapes: one is Niutou Zongzi and the other is pointed-tailed Zongzi. In our family, my mother is an expert in making zongzi. Every Dragon Boat Festival, our whole family can eat delicious zongzi. My mother often said, "Zongzi wrapped in leaves is the most fragrant." Therefore, every year during the Dragon Boat Festival, my mother wraps zongzi with reed leaves. Before making zongzi, she made preparations: soak reed leaves in warm water and wash the prepared glutinous rice, dates and peanuts together. After the reed leaves cooled, she began to make zongzi. She first took three leaves, rolled them into a cone, then put a jujube, then put glutinous rice and peanuts in it, put a few pieces of jujube meat in the middle, wrapped them and tied them with straw ropes, and you're done. The zongzi wrapped by my mother is big and strong, like bundles and heavy. Mom cooks them in the pressure cooker for 30 minutes, then soaks them in the soup for about an hour to make them delicious, and then you can eat them! The smell of my mother's dumplings makes my mouth water. Sometimes I can eat several at a time and then my stomach is full of laughter.
Besides eating zongzi, there is also a dragon boat race on the Dragon Boat Festival!
I like watching dragon boat races best. Dozens of sailors are holding paddles in coordination, and Qi Xin is also struggling to paddle forward together. The sailors who beat the drums have high morale and beat the drums hard. "Come on, come on!" "The cheerleaders outside the stadium made thunderous shouts and cheers, which made the sailors more energetic and brave ... Every year, the dragon boat race was spectacular.
Eating zongzi and racing dragon boats on the Dragon Boat Festival is not only the traditional custom of the Chinese nation, but also the inheritance of China traditional culture.
Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day, a day to pay homage to the deceased relatives. In the morning, I went to visit the grave with my parents. On the way, I found that the busy streets in the past have become much cleaner. There are few pedestrians on the road, and there are few taxis that can be seen everywhere today. This reminds me of Du Mu's Qingming Festival: "It rains a lot during Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village. " This year's Tomb-Sweeping Day is also rainy in Mao Mao, which makes people inexplicably sad. When we came to the flower shop, we saw that the usual colorful flower shops were almost replaced by simple Huang Juhua and white chrysanthemums today. We bought a pot of chrysanthemums and then rushed to our destination.
As I approached Wang Longshan, I vaguely heard a string of firecrackers. It turned out that it was set by some grave sweepers, and there were some gray smoke floating in the drizzle, as well as floating objects in the air after the grave sweepers burned sacrifices for their ancestors. After I came to Longwangshan, my father sent flowers to the tombstones of my grandma and grandpa, lit firecrackers during menstruation, and my grandma was also burning sacrifices. After lighting the candles, we all kowtowed. Not far away, I heard some old people telling anecdotes about their childhood and scenes when their parents were alive. A few sighs came from time to time. Grandparents also talked about things when their parents were alive, saying that if the old people were still alive, how happy they could live.
On my way home, I saw many cars parked in other places. My mother told me that these are the cars of people who came back from all directions to worship their ancestors. My mother also told me about her childhood. My mother said: "At that time, my family was not very rich, but my mother could always eat some cheap fruits from your grandparents and get some pocket money." My mother was a very happy child at that time. " Speaking of which, mom is a little sad. Although I have never met my grandma and grandpa, I wish them happiness and ease in heaven.
5. 1 labor day has finally arrived. After breakfast, I saw my mother and began to be busy. Sweep the floor. . . I am so tired that my mother is sweating profusely. I really don't like it. I can't help moving forward. "Mom, do you want me to help you do some work?" Mother said with a big smile: "Good! Today happens to be Labor Day. " First, I began to clean the furniture and glass. I carefully wiped the house from top to bottom with a rag, and the rag was covered with dust. I'm exhausted. I'm sweating and I can't breathe. But I thought, "cleaning is very hard, but if I can't stick to it all at once, won't what I just did be for nothing?" You must finish what you started. So I started sweeping the floor again. I didn't even let go of the corner, and finally I finished sweeping it. On second thought, I forgot to clean the room. I walked in, skillfully held the broom and slowly swept it up. Just as I was digging under the bed with a broom handle, I found two dead cockroaches! This shows how dirty my house is. Finally, I filled a bucket of water, washed the mop, wrung out the water and began to mop the floor. Holding a heavy mop, I slowly dragged it from here to there and then from there to here. The water dried up and I washed the mop again. When I finished all the work, I looked at my home again, which was a far cry from before cleaning!
My mother praised me as a good boy when she saw it.
After this cleaning, I know: "As long as you pay, you will get something."
Time is like a dream, and it's August 1st Army Day in a blink of an eye. I am very excited to think of those soldiers who fought for the motherland on the battlefield. Yes, they have done too much for their motherland. On August 1 day, we will bless the soldiers and celebrate August 1 day, a military holiday belonging to them!
I still remember when we were in primary school, the teacher said, "Students, what do you want to be when you grow up?" Then everyone will answer in unison: "We want to be the People's Liberation Army when we grow up."
I still remember when we were in primary school, the teacher often said, "Students, we should learn from Lei Feng, do good deeds and be good people." Therefore, everyone is scrambling to do good deeds: sweeping the floor, helping teachers, helping classmates with notebooks, and helping grandma with her schoolbag. ...
I still remember when we were in primary school, the Wenchuan earthquake, many people's liberation army, one by one to overcome difficulties to save the trapped people, how great and selfless. Also recently, when floods broke out, the People's Liberation Army put disaster relief first.
If you ask me what color I like best, I will definitely answer without hesitation: "Olive green!" " "Because it is the color of soldiers, in my heart it is olive green that never fades!
There is a saying in my memory: more pursuit, less selfish desires, more dedication and less taking!
This sentence is the most valuable quality of our contemporary soldiers.
I want to ask, who can do this, who can survive the scorching sun, who can take his life outside-the People's Liberation Army.
August 1st Army Day, I salute you, people's soldiers!