The Double Ninth Festival is one of the traditional festivals of our Chinese nation. The ninth day of the ninth lunar month is the Double Ninth Festival every year. The Double Ninth Festival is in autumn, which is a crisp autumn season. During the Double Ninth Festival, China has a tradition of climbing mountains to enjoy autumn and respect for the elderly. Therefore, the Double Ninth Festival is also called the Festival for the Elderly.
Wang Wei, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty in China, once wrote a poem about the Double Ninth Festival, entitled "Thinking of My Shandong Brothers in the Mountain Festival": Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every festival. Far away, I know that there is a man in the dogwood where my brother climbs the mountain. This poem depicts the author's double yearning for his loved ones on the traditional Double Ninth Festival.
This year's Double Ninth Festival, in order to realize the traditional festival of China-Double Ninth Festival, my parents and I came to Xiangshan, the most famous mountain in Beijing. We climbed the mountain along the foothills and saw the beautiful scenery on the mountain. We also saw many old people climbing along the foothills. We climbed to the top of the mountain and saw many old people celebrating their festival-Old People's Day at the top of Xiangshan Mountain. Some of them sing, some dance and celebrate in different ways. Among them sat an old man and several grandmothers. The old man sat on a stool and played Ode to Joy on the accordion. The tune is cheerful, beautiful and intoxicating. Next to her, the grandmother accompanied the grandfather with cymbals, drums and other instruments, and the music was very beautiful under the performance of this small band. Many old people around the band danced and sang to their heart's content, which made people feel like they were in a fairyland on earth.
After visiting Xiangshan, my parents and I set off for grandma's house and grandma's house to send our deep blessings to the elderly. According to the old custom, this year's Double Ninth Festival village committee distributed condolences to grandparents, which reflected the concern and love of the whole society for the elderly, and the wind of respecting and loving the elderly spread all over China.
In the past, the sight of "looking at flowers and cakes everywhere" on the Double Ninth Festival has disappeared. However, whenever the festival is auspicious, I can't help but think of my old neighbors eating flower cakes, drinking green tea, joking and chatting in the yard, and missing their childhood friends who laughed and played together.
The annual Double Ninth Festival finally made me look forward to it. For the first time, our school organized students of Grade 5 and Grade 6 to go hiking in the wild.
Early this morning, we went up the mountain with great excitement and walked for about half an hour before reaching our destination. After breakfast, several classmates and I went to watch the kite competition.
There are so many people in the kite competition! Around the whole stadium, it is really three floors inside and three floors outside. Suddenly a whistle sounded, kites flew into the sky one after another, and soon, all kinds of kites soared in the blue sky. There are dancing flowers, busy bees and eagles flying high ... The most attractive ones are lifelike dragons and centipedes. The dragon raised its head and its tail stuck high, posing as a proud figure. The centipede is not to be outdone, and will soon surpass the dragon! Everyone on the field cheered for it. I just rubbed my eyes, but somehow, the dragon and the centipede got entangled. Perhaps the dragon was afraid that it could not compare with the centipede and made a lose-lose approach. In a short time, both of them broke the line and fell into the valley. Everyone present felt sorry for it and complained that the dragon should not be so selfish. Their owners rushed down the valley like an arrow, looking for their own kites, and finally found them, but time was tight, but their owners were not discouraged at all, put the kites back on the line, and then released them ... Finally, the centipede won the first place and the dragon won the second place ... The kite competition ended with warm cheers and applause.
After lunch, it's time for our athletes to show their talents, and mountaineering activities began. I saw the athletes rubbing their hands and getting ready halfway up the mountain. There was another whistle, and the athletes scrambled to climb. Look, Xiaoling in our class is going to get the red flag. "Oh, dear", that's too bad! She tripped over a stone and fell to her knees, which made everyone laugh. She got up and ran, but it was too late. The red flag was taken away by the students in Class 5 [2].
At this time, the sun is gradually setting, and the golden sunshine shines on the smiling faces of the students, as if flowers are in full bloom.
Today is the Double Ninth Festival, which has the custom of climbing mountains. So, on this special day, our family came to Deshengyan to climb the mountain.
After shopping, our group began to climb the mountain. Look, the big cousin is in front, my sister and cousin are behind, and my little cousin and I are behind. My little cousin and I are really ashamed. We are older and taller than our little cousin, and we can't catch up with our little cousin when climbing mountains. But what I admire most is my grandfather. Today is his 70th birthday. Watching him carry a big bag, holding a little cousin in his hand, holding grandma from time to time, watching his vigorous steps. He is nothing like a 70-year-old man, but rather like a young man in my imagination.
There were many people selling drinks and food along the way, and I saw many people crawling with burdens. I thought to myself, these people are carrying the burden, and we have nothing. Our feet are like water, so it is difficult to walk. They carried the burden and climbed up step by step. Of course, they are more tired than me, but judging from their step by step footprints, I really admire them.
Halfway up the mountain, I met my classmate Zhu Jianli. From our laughter, I became stronger, so I made up my mind: I must climb to the top of the mountain. Maybe my determination touched God. We climbed to the top of the mountain in a short time. Standing on the top of the mountain, we looked down and the breeze blew slowly. It feels so good.
We came down from the mountain and sat in the car. I thought over and over again that the custom of climbing mountains on the Double Ninth Festival is still circulating around us, and I will definitely come back next year.
Why do you want to climb the mountain on the Double Ninth Festival? When I was a child, I heard my father tell me about its origin. Legend has it that there was a man named Huan Wen in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
One day, his friend Fei Changfang said to him, "Brother, there is going to be a disaster in your house on the ninth day of September, so you should avoid it quickly." Huan Wen was frightened and said to his family, "Make some cakes as dry food." The next day, the whole family climbed the mountain with cakes to avoid disaster. Later, when I went home, I saw that all the chickens and dogs died of the plague. Huan Wen is very grateful to Fei Changfang for saving his life. On the ninth day of September every year, he climbed the mountain with cakes and looked into the distance, hoping to see Fei Changfang again, and his family joined Zhu Ying. This has been a custom for thousands of years.
On the ninth day of September last year, my father took me to climb the Purple Mountain again, probably because of long-term exercise. At the Purple Mountain, which is nearly 500 meters high, I climbed to the top of the mountain in one breath. At the moment, Nanjing City is bathed in brilliant golden light, with tall buildings, straight roads, small bridges like Changhong and silver Yangtze River. Looking at everything in front of me, I remembered an ancient poem I just learned in Chinese class, "I miss my Shandong brothers on a mountain holiday", so I read aloud: "Being in a foreign land, I miss my family twice every holiday. I know from a distance where my brother climbed, and there is one person missing from the dogwood. "
After listening to my poem, my father repeated to himself: "I miss my relatives twice during the festive season and miss someone every time." It's a person! " I looked at my father's thoughtful expression, listened to his touching tone and looked at him doubtfully: "Who is missing?" Dad said, "Your grandfather. When I was your age, Grandpa came to Taiwan Province Province ... ""Grandpa will come back! " I seem to be comforting dad.
Only then did I understand the real significance of Chongyang's father taking me to climb the mountain every year: he went to climb the mountain at the foot of Ali Mountain to see his relatives!