Our festival double ninth festival essay article 1 "chrysanthemum yellow, yellow species is strong; Chrysanthemum fragrance, yellow; On September 9, drinking chrysanthemum wine, people * * * chrysanthemum drunk Chongyang. "A group of children clapped their hands, sang familiar songs, and jumped past me with a small flagpole and Chongyang cake in their hands. The memory cell factory is busy again. Isn't that the scene of spending the Double Ninth Festival with everyone when I was a child? ? The memories are really kind and warm, the tender little face is slightly lifted up, and the smile is as bright as the bright sunshine in spring. " Grandma, happy Double Ninth Festival! ""Grandpa, happy Double Ninth Festival! " Said, and handed me the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, watching my grandparents eat the cake, secretly licking the corners of their mouths, swallowing saliva, or suppressing their desire, and smiled at their grandparents.
The hourglass of the old man of time is like this, bit by bit, fast and long, leaking fine sand, like long-flowing water. The young me no longer exists, but the Double Ninth Festival comes slowly once a year, but the old man who can share the Double Ninth Festival with me has left one-my grandfather. Therefore, I cherish it even more, and bought the Double Ninth Festival cake, a glutinous rice-scented round cake, and my deep affection for my elders, which deserves our respect. And send our deep thoughts and gratitude to that distant place, my dear grandfather.
Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival. Although I haven't eaten Chongyang cake, its sweet taste and my sweet memories will remain in my heart forever.
Today is the ninth day of September. Double Ninth Festival, that is, the festival for the elderly, is also the birthday of radish children in our class. As a senior three student, when I started to plan how to use the afternoon time on Monday, when there were only three classes in the afternoon, Lin Xiaorong, the Communist Youth League secretary, raised his trademark smiling face and said, "This is the last time the class committee took pictures in the nursing home in the afternoon!" All right! Since God has arranged it, I have to obey it.
In other words, we set out together again, and the team was as spectacular as it was then, but in fact, it was really the last time. We bought persimmons and small tomatoes, but the nine-layer cake we originally planned to buy was "in short supply" on this day, so we had to give up.
Stepping into the gate of the yard, we found it extremely deserted. Only then did we know that most of the old people had gone out, and the rest warmly entertained us. It seems that I know that we are here for the last time. I always feel that the old people are particularly cooperative, especially a few grandfathers, who are old and strong, and even help us move stools to take pictures. We were stunned! We all want wooden benches with two hands. He can lift them with one hand. As a young volunteer, we went to help at once. At the same time, an old man with mobility difficulties refused our help and moved out step by step to take pictures as a souvenir. What's more worth mentioning is that we specially invited the oldest grandmother here to take a group photo. I remember that after the photo shoot, the two grandfathers joked like children, which amused us and made the atmosphere more harmonious, but it was inevitable to leave.
Looking back on the road we have traveled, we have complained and had fun, but in fact, having a good memory and a good ending is more important than anything else. So is life! I think we are just our own volunteers, helping others and ourselves, so don't be stingy with our hands, it's not just a person's need!
Our festival, Double Ninth Festival, also known as the Festival for the Elderly, should take praying for the elderly as an important part. However, we seldom see such things here, probably because of taboos. In old age, people's brains are not as smart as they were in their prime, and what they think most about is the time of death. The more I think about it, the more scared I am. I can't stand any stimulation. Don't say longevity, just turning over the calendar will be silent for a long time. For example, my grandmother is seventy-six years old and has bad eyes. In our region, a multiple of 9 is considered an unlucky year. For example, 2918,8972 and so on. From time to time, I heard my grandmother sigh, 8972, do you want to return it? Give us lucky money on holidays, and we always say "It's too late to give it now …". I looked at the sunset, and the sunset brought a sting to my eyes. Many old people have this mentality, as stubborn as an ox. It really doesn't make sense for them not to pay double respect.
It is gradually found that the present festival is more like a forgotten memorial, forgetting the ancient times and the past. When we deepen the festival ceremony with delicious food and gongs and drums all day, the true spirit and connotation of the festival are drifting away. If one day we wake up and the Double Ninth Festival disappears out of thin air, as if it never appeared, I wonder if we will feel surprised, lonely or indifferent.
Perhaps the best ending of a festival is this: the last old man who remembers this day lies in a rocking chair, and his eyes gradually close as the sun sets. It's like a collapse of civilization. Don't expect to live with heaven and earth, it's just a dream in the water. When society no longer needs it, when it has no reason to exist, it is more important to have a perfect ending than how it started.
Of course, it may also come from this festival and be given a new mission and new meaning, which is both inheritance and innovation. I also agree with this statement more than that of complete extinction. After all, only a few people go to extremes, and the probability of completely keeping Zhong Ping from assimilation is close to zero. It is more appropriate to synthesize, weaken the specific concepts and refine the spiritual core.
So I thought of a question about national harmony. I had a vague idea about him earlier. Brick later told me that there are only two trends of a nation, assimilation and assimilation. For today's increasingly integrated world, it is only a matter of time before a dominant culture emerges. Of course, now this problem has become a struggle between eastern civilization and western civilization, in short, a war between Chinese civilization and European civilization. Confucian culture in China has existed for thousands of years, which naturally makes sense. Fairness, moderation, everything is the first, not the last, so teamwork is particularly important. European civilization pays more attention to competition and many heroes have been born. The war may be protracted, or it may end in lightning because of a tiny detail. In short, this is an irreversible process. The so-called long-term combination and long-term separation may rely on unnatural force majeure from outer space. Brick is more inclined to the ultimate victory of Great Harmony in China, but it will be confirmed by history in what way.
The deduction of a civilization depends on memory and deepening again and again; I hope this time, it's not just a formality.
Our Festival Double Ninth Festival Prose 4 Autumn in the North is coming inadvertently. Looking at the flying yellow leaves and swaying willow branches, the charm of autumn gradually becomes stronger, the schedule is shorter, and the night comes early, so the crescent moon hangs on the top of the willow tree more clearly.
There is an important festival in autumn, that is, the Double Ninth Festival. Because it is on the ninth day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar every year, every day of the month is nine, so it is named Double Ninth Festival. Later, people regarded the custom of climbing on the Double Ninth Festival as an activity to avoid disasters. In addition, in the traditional concept of Zhongyuan people, double means long-term, healthy and longevity, so the Double Ninth Festival was later established as the festival for the elderly. In the north, this festival is mostly ignored, but in the south, this traditional festival is highly valued. The most important activity is to enjoy chrysanthemums together and drink chrysanthemum wine. The Double Ninth Festival has been handed down from generation to generation, and poets of past dynasties have also made countless excellent works and beautiful essays, and the famous "Mountain Living and Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers" by Wang Wei is even more homesick:
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
It's the Double Ninth Festival again. Of course, we will spend the holidays with our parents. Although we can't accompany the elderly to climb the mountain, we can eat with them, chat with them, look at my mother's novel eyes, kind smile, think of my childhood, think of my mother's smiling face when she was young, and many more …
We should be grateful to have such a traditional festival for the elderly, which gives us time and opportunity to honor the elderly and feel the affection. Double Ninth Festival, crisp autumn, chrysanthemum yellow crab fat, precipitated the richness of autumn and felt the warmth of life.
Our Festival Double Ninth Festival is the Double Ninth Festival every year, which is a festival for ancestor worship in China. In addition, there are three festivals to worship ancestors, namely, New Year's Eve, Tomb-Sweeping Day and Mid-Autumn Festival.
The Double Ninth Festival originated from a Taoist myth: In the Eastern Han Dynasty, a young man named Heng Jing lived a happy life. But it didn't last long. A plague broke out in the village, and every family got sick. Hengjing's relatives are no exception. There was a plague demon in the river. Therefore, Heng Jing made up his mind to get rid of the plague demon, avenge his family and villagers, and eliminate pests for the people. He visited a teacher named Fei Changfang and learned many skills. The day before the ninth day of September, the master said to Hengjing, "The plague demon will come tomorrow, so hurry back to your hometown!"! Let everyone take dogwood leaves and chrysanthemum wine to prevent evil. " He prepared everyone according to the master's method. Finally drove away the plague demon. After listening to this story, you must be moved by Hengjing's kindness and courage!
There are many customs in the Double Ninth Festival, such as climbing mountains, eating double ninth cake and drinking chrysanthemum wine.
The Double Ninth Festival is in autumn, and climbing in autumn is the best. Climbing mountains, breathing fresh air and watching the beautiful scenery in the distance make people relaxed and happy. I remember that once the school held a mountain climbing activity for the Double Ninth Festival. The teacher first told us the origin of this festival, and then started the mountain climbing competition. The students couldn't wait, so they gave an order and struggled to climb up. Some quickly climbed to the top of the mountain, some lost their strength halfway up the mountain, and some simply ran a few steps and began to walk up.
The Double Ninth Festival is also called the Festival for the Elderly. It can be seen from this name that this must be a festival to honor the elderly. Yes, the Double Ninth Festival is another festival to respect, love and help the elderly.
September 9th symbolizes long-term and good luck.
Today is the Double Ninth Festival, and it is also a festival to respect the elderly. CCTV 3 broadcast the double ninth festival party live for us. There were many programs at the party, but what moved me most was a 92-year-old grandfather named Ye.
When Grandpa Ye Li Anping stepped onto the stage, he was full of energy and walked steadily. He didn't see at all that he was the 92-year-old birthday girl.
Grandpa Ye is a people's teacher who has been engaged in education for many years. After retirement, he devoted his life to voluntary counseling and education.
Grandpa Ye is a retired teacher of Buchen School in Hexian County, Anhui Province, and he still sticks to the podium. Due to the poor teaching conditions in rural schools, many students were held back by English, which affected their further studies, so he volunteered to tutor English in primary and junior high schools. He spent all his savings on compulsory education. He is very willing to give up his students, but he is extremely stingy with himself. One of his pointers has been used for 9 years, and it was made of an old badminton racket. Last year, the teaching volunteer taught there. Because of poor living conditions, he can't eat fresh vegetables. He bought it 70 miles away by bike, but he had an accident and was hospitalized. Less than ten days later, his injury has not healed. He asked to leave the hospital and was anxious to give lessons to the students. He's still wearing a waist protector. His students wrote him a teacher's day congratulatory letter in English, which is still in his pocket. He said it was the best gift he received on Teacher's Day.
Grandpa Ye Li Anping said, "I want to race against time and be a glowing firefly. I hope my last breath comes from the podium. " His spirit is worth learning and becoming a useful talent for the country and society.
Article 7 of our essay on the Double Ninth Festival "Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my relatives more every holiday, and I know where my brothers are climbing in the distance, and there is one less person everywhere." Whenever I think of this poem, I think that the ninth day of September is a traditional festival in China-the Double Ninth Festival. The Double Ninth Festival is a festival of love, respect, filial piety and respect for the elderly. This year's Double Ninth Festival, I am more "excellent" because of my kindness and filial piety.
On weekends, we went to Tangzha to visit my grandfather with great joy and laughter. As soon as I entered the door, I threw myself into my grandfather's arms and said excitedly, "Grandpa, grandpa, today is the Double Ninth Festival. I'll take you to the top and look farther! " Grandpa nodded happily.
We came to the foot of Langshan Mountain and prepared to climb it. Along the way, I helped my grandfather and climbed up step by step. When he is hot, I will help him wipe his sweat; When he is thirsty, I will give him water to drink; He was tired, so I hit him on the leg. At the top of the mountain, grandpa looked at the beautiful scenery and immediately said, "Once you climb to the top of the mountain and peek, you will see that all other mountains appear in the sky, dwarfs." But I clapped my hands and shouted, "OK! All right! Grandpa has a good memory! " Finally, we laughed and went down the mountain.
When I got home, I boiled a pot of hot water and asked grandpa to soak my feet. I took off his socks, put my feet in the basin and washed his feet. When grandpa soaked his feet, I rubbed his shoulders and beat his back, and I also showed him the Chongyang cake I bought. The last sunset glow on the horizon gradually disappeared and everything was calm. Grandpa looked at me, and suddenly, his eyes were wet.
"I am old and old, and I am young and young." The Double Ninth Festival is not only a festival of love, respect, filial piety and respect for the elderly, but also a kind of care, a kind of companionship and a warm affection!
Article 8 of our essay on the Double Ninth Festival "Life is easy to get old, but it is not easy to get old, and the yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant." The annual Double Ninth Festival is coming again. Today, we took this pioneer 93-year-old lady to our home.
The old lady's weather-beaten face is full of wrinkles, and her hair is gray and sparse but neatly combed. Her ears can't hear clearly, but there are still two kind lights in her small eyes. The old lady has experienced a lot of ups and downs, and also experienced an era of not having enough to eat and not being warm, but she has raised seven children, all of whom are very filial to her.
Although the old lady is in good health, she still can't walk from her grandparents' house to mine, so grandpa put her in a wheelchair and pushed her forward. Dad was afraid that they were too tired to walk, so he specially asked for leave to drive to pick up the old lady.
When I arrived at my home, my mother sat on the sofa and gestured with the old lady, helped her comb her hair and showed her around our home. Grandma is busy preparing delicious food in the kitchen at night. I also want to offer a filial piety and take out my favorite yogurt, but the yogurt is too cold for the old lady to drink; I want to eat my favorite nut again, but the nut is too hard for the old lady to chew. Finally, I want to get fresh apples so that the old lady can finally eat them! The old lady smiled and said, "I am really a great-grandson!" "
In fact, not only should we respect and love the elderly on the Double Ninth Festival, but we should also respect and love the elderly every day. Respecting the elderly is very simple, such as helping the elderly to wash their hands and feet, helping the elderly to share housework, and taking the elderly out to travel and see the world. Be kind not only to the elderly in your own family, but also to the elderly in other people's families. Let's respect the old and love the young together.
Our holiday double ninth festival essay 9 "Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I will come back at chrysanthemum time". Today is the annual Double Ninth Festival, also known as the Festival for the Elderly, which is a festival for grandparents. So on this day, my parents and I braved the cold wind, came to the "Sisi Lee Cake Group Store" and bought a box of Chongyang cakes and sent them to my grandmother's house.
"Happy Double Ninth Festival!" Together, we sent our best wishes to grandma.
"Have fun together. Come on in." Grandma responded with a smile.
We sat at the dining table, eating sweet and delicious Chongyang cake and delicious food with relish, talking and laughing, and chatting at home. Everyone's face is filled with satisfaction and happiness!
"Why don't we help grandma clean up?" I propose.
"Raise your hand in favor!" My parents answered in unison.
At the beginning, we found a rag, brought a bench and began to clean it. Soon, the window was cleaned by us, shining with dazzling white light in the sun.
The ground cannot be ignored. We cleaned the house thoroughly, leaving every corner untouched.
Then we cooperated with each other. Some of us bend down to mop the floor in a "sexual, sexual" way, some are tidying up the messy things, and some are drinking water for the colorful flower fairies on the balcony. ...
I am old, and I am old. It is of special significance to help grandma do housework today: because today is the important Double Ninth Festival! Respecting and loving the elderly is the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation. I will do my best to help my elders do some housework in the future. I also hope that the younger generation will send a sincere and warm blessing to the elders in this beautiful festival of Double Ninth Festival!
Our Festival Double Ninth Festival Composition 10 Double Ninth Festival is a traditional festival in China. In this festival, people climb mountains to keep fit, love and respect the elderly, and inherit the virtues of Chinese sons and daughters to honor the elderly.
This year's Double Ninth Festival, I also try to be a filial boy. As soon as I get home from school, alas, my grandparents haven't come back from shopping yet. I quickly prepared a mallet to hit my grandparents on the back. Finally, my grandparents came back, and I said to them, "Grandparents, today is the Double Ninth Festival. You work hard and often have backache. Let me hit you on the back today! " Grandpa smiled and said, "Our grandson is sensible. I just have a little backache today." Grandpa sat on the sofa, and I sat behind him with a mallet. I carefully hit my grandfather's shoulder on the waist, especially twice, and asked, "Grandpa, are you comfortable?" Is it heavy? Grandpa smiled and said, "If you push harder, Grandpa's back will be hard!" " ""we laughed, and the living room echoed with the sound of' drumming', as if it were a brisk percussion.
I was busy beating my grandmother's back, reciting "I miss my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains" while beating. After beating grandma's back, my arms were sore and numb, but I felt very happy inside. I feel ashamed to think that my grandparents usually work hard for me: when I was playing, my grandparents were busy cooking a table of dishes at home; In the evening, no matter how late I come home, my grandparents are always waiting for me; At night, grandma was afraid that I would kick the quilt off and visited my room many times, but she didn't sleep well ... I always took their contribution for granted, but I didn't take it for granted to respect them.
Thanks to the traditional festival-Double Ninth Festival, we know how to respect the elderly. After the Double Ninth Festival, we should continue to act and let the virtue of filial piety pass on.
Our festival double ninth festival sketch 1 1 is mature in autumn. Quiet and peaceful night, gentle and friendly wind, dignified and quiet wheat, leisurely rain, these are a bit like a person, the person who accompanied me in my long dream and put me to sleep.
Rainy autumn nights are long and sultry. A little girl is lying in bed. The quilt is warm but wet. She kicked off the quilt and had a pair of hands to help her cover it. In early autumn, there were many mosquitoes, and the girl was scratching all over, but those hands helped her drive away the mosquitoes. She slept soundly.
These hands are not delicate, they are full of calluses and wrinkles. The zigzag hand lines reveal the ups and downs of life. It happened that these are the unhappy hands, the greatest and full of love.
They are my grandpa, grandma, grandma, grandpa. They were young and brilliant, and they used to smile like flowers. They have worked hard for two generations. They are weather-beaten and their edges and corners have been worn away by years. Their faces are like paintings blurred by the hand of time, vicissitudes and calmness.
I believe that not only my relatives, but also other elders are working hard for their children and grandchildren. Legend has it that in the distant sky, there is a shining city floating in the middle of the cloud. They are everywhere, around us, in the cities in the clouds, in the hearts of each of us.
The tree wants to be quiet and the wind will not stop, and the son wants to raise and the relatives are not there. We are all to them. They are just a part of our lives. Reward them well and be kind to them, not only in return, but also in gratitude. ...
Looking back on Chongyang, can I see that person again?
Our festival double ninth festival essay 12 is the ninth day of September. Autumn is everywhere in the sky and on the roof. The earth is covered with a thick layer of fluffy gold sand, golden and shiny. I looked at my calendar. It turns out that today is the ninth day of September, and September is the Double Ninth Festival, which is a festival for elders. How could I forget what gift to give her? I thought about it for a long time, but I don't know. Just when I was upset, I took a newspaper and saw the words "Double Ninth Festival". I was overjoyed and read the newspaper carefully. It is clearly written in the newspaper that children and grandchildren will accompany their elders to go out to the suburbs every Double Ninth Festival. Have fun, eat cakes and watch chrysanthemums. This is the best gift to experience the happiness brought by this autumn. After reading this newspaper, I have a small plan in my heart.
I went to my grandmother to test her memory. I smiled and said, "Grandma, do you know what day it is today?" Grandma said doubtfully, "Oh … Oh … Oh, is it your birthday?" "No, no, my birthday is a few months early." Grandma thought again, "Is today your mother's birthday?" "Not even, today is the Double Ninth Festival, which is your holiday." Grandma suddenly realized and smiled. I went on to say, "Let me go out with you!" Grandma and I set off. I chatted with my grandmother and went further. Looking at the clear water and admiring the majestic mountains, we suddenly felt refreshed. Grandma and I unconsciously spent a lovely day on the Double Ninth Festival.
It's getting dark Mom and dad came back with a bag of cakes. It's really a timely help. I am preparing to celebrate the Double Ninth Festival for my grandma. It is decorated with all kinds of patterns, some of which are embedded with some grass ... Our family sat around the table and tasted the cake with relish, which was delicious. Grandma smiled, as if a few years younger.
Our holiday essay on the Double Ninth Festival 13 In a blink of an eye, October is a beautiful day in autumn, and the annual Double Ninth Festival has arrived again.
Double Ninth Festival, also known as Double Ninth Festival, Old People's Day and Sun Autumn Festival, falls on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month every year. It has the custom of eating Chongyang cake, inserting dogwood and drinking chrysanthemum wine, and now it has become a festival to respect the elderly.
I got up at 6: 09 today and went out early to buy Chongyang cake and all kinds of cakes that my grandparents love. Sisi Lee Cake Shop is almost sold out by us.
When I went back to my hometown, I took good care of the cakes in the car, and I was very nervous for fear that these "children" would be damaged by the car.
When I got home, my grandparents saw my lively appearance and waved to me at once. I smiled and said to them, "You have a good rest today. Mom can cook, and I brought some cakes. " Grandpa was just about to speak when I stopped him with a glib tongue: "Oh, what about the Double Ninth Festival today?"? Promise me once! " "Say that finish, I took my grandparents into the living room. Put the bean paste cake and Chongyang cake on the table one by one, and put one in your mouth from time to time.
Lunch is ready, delicious rice and cake are sweet and complementary, and the hue and taste are ready! The mouth is oily, and grandparents are happy to eat.
At noon, I took out the footbath and put some hot water to wash my grandparents' feet. They were very moved, with a trace of happiness on their faces, talking and laughing, and almost knocked over the footbath. After washing, I kissed the faces of the two old people and left with the basin. Looking back, their tears of excitement are coming down. I walked around the yard, unable to believe what I had just done. I think: No matter which day, whether it is the Double Ninth Festival or other days, we should respect and love the old and let the old people live happily in their old age!
Our festival double ninth festival essay article 14 "double ninth festival", my father and grandmother took me to my aunt's house. After lunch, we went climbing together.
At the foot of the mountain, we had to walk because the car couldn't go. Walking, I saw a large plant like leek growing in the water. I asked my grandmother, "Grandma, what kind of plant looks like leek?" Grandma said: "this is rice, and it is still its seedling at the moment, called seedling." "oh! It used to be Miao! " We walked on, and I saw a golden flower blooming, like a rape flower. I shouted, "Grandma, this is rape." Grandma said: "this is not rape, this is Chinese cabbage in bloom." Grandma also told me that the seed after flowering of Chinese cabbage can be used as the next seed. The seeds produced by rape flowers are mainly used to extract oil, which is the vegetable oil we eat now.
We walked and saw a kind of crop, and grandma told me it was potatoes. I asked, "Grandma, where do potatoes grow!" " "Grandma said," Potatoes are born underground. There should be some, but they are not big. "
We also saw wild strawberries on the roadside. I was just about to pick it when grandma quickly said, "no, no!" " I asked, "Why?" "Wild strawberries have thorns on their heads, which will hurt their hands." So, grandma carefully selected a few, and I took it in my hand and saw that there were really many thin thorns. Grandma said, "Take the strawberries home, soak them in water and you can eat them!" " "But as we walked, the strawberries fell. My plan to eat strawberries fell through.
Walking, we came to the door of a temple. The words "Five Lucky Stars Emperor" appeared in front of my eyes. This temple is being renovated, and grandma comes to worship Buddha once a year. There are statues of Wuxing and Guanyin Bodhisattva in the temple.
This climb is very meaningful to me, because I know many plants.