Traditional festivals are as beautiful as poetry. China is an ancient civilization with a history of 5,000 years. From ancient times to the present, there are famous traditional festivals and poems describing the festivals. These popular poems are like beautiful pictures, showing us the gorgeous scenery of traditional Chinese festivals. "The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees at night, and even blows them down, and the stars are like rain. The fragrance of BMWs and carved cars fills the road. The sound of phoenix flutes moves, the light of jade pots spins, and fish and dragons dance all night. Moths and golden wisps of snow willows, and laughter fills the fragrance. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but when he suddenly looked back, he was there in the dim light. "This poem is filled with the excitement of the Lantern Festival in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, exuding the fragrance of BMW carvings on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month and the strong human touch. Today, on the Lantern Festival, we walk on the street. It is really noisy with gongs and drums, firecrackers are blasting, there are huge crowds of people, and red flags are waving. Each yangko team danced their own joyful dance steps to their own exciting drum beats, with joy overflowing on their faces. The lanterns, large and small, are colorful and beautiful, attracting people to stop and watch. Enthusiastic people, laughter is spreading on their faces, and happy passion is burning among the people. Dragon dance, lion dance and various acrobatics arouse the cheers of tourists. It wasn't until late at night that people who still had unfulfilled feelings reluctantly returned home. They would definitely have a good dream tonight. The Lantern Festival, our most lively traditional festival, is the Chinese Carnival. "Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family members even more during the festive season. I know my brothers are climbing high, and there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere." The ninth day of September is the Double Ninth Festival among traditional festivals, and it is also China's Elderly Day. This traditional festival reminds us Respect the elderly. In the golden autumn, when the autumn air is crisp, it is so affectionate and meaningful to climb up and look into the distance, miss the elderly and wish them well. Let us accompany the elderly to spend every day of their lives and give them happiness every day. "There is a bright moon on the sea, and it is the end of the world at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night." The moon on August 15th is so affectionate! The traditional festival Mid-Autumn Festival is a sentimental day. Under the bright moonlight, families reunite, enjoy the moon together, talk about the good times, and miss their loved ones. In my thoughts, the round moon seems to have turned into the smiling face of my loved ones, looking at us affectionately in the sky. The moon's faint light is always filled with deep emotions, which always arouses people's mood of missing their loved ones, and always hopes to meet their loved ones on this day to relieve the pain of lovesickness. This is exactly what "crows are roosting in the white trees in the atrium. Tonight, when the moon is bright, everyone can look around and wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts." There are many traditional festivals in China, such as Qingming Festival, Qixi Festival, Laba Festival, etc. These traditional festivals convey the beautiful wishes of our Chinese nation, carry the deep feelings of our ancient and modern people, and represent our yearning and expectation for a better life. They have a long history and are dazzling. These traditional festivals are like lines of poetry, rich in connotation and beautiful in rhythm. They are chanted repeatedly by us, thus gaining beautiful spiritual food. The thought-provoking Dragon Boat Festival - To commemorate a loyal and patriotic poet on the fifth day of May, tears flow down the riverside. You, Qu Yuan, are full of contradictions and helplessness in your heart. How much you hope to serve the country and sacrifice your life for the country, but God is jealous of talents. The king who does not recognize talents will not give you a chance. He is stupid and incompetent and destroys the great country. You are helplessly watching the land being eroded again and again until the Chu Kingdom no longer exists. The river is surging and flowing eastwards. Your heart fluctuates with the river. How many vicissitudes of life have passed by the river. Chu State no longer exists, and you feel that the road ahead is even more unclear. "It takes me a long breath to cover my tears, and I lament how difficult the people's lives are!" You lament softly, and tears that cannot be concealed flow from the corners of your eyes. The drops are so crystal clear, and they emit such weak tears. In your pale face, you are reminded of the past. Looking at the blue sky in the distance, I sighed for a long time, and sang a poem helplessly. The song resounded throughout the world, as if I wanted to arouse the "benevolence and righteousness" of those above me. The sad voice expresses your love for the country and the people; it expresses your helplessness that your talents are not appreciated; it expresses your pity for the people who are in dire straits! But no matter how loud you are, "Bole" is nowhere to be found, and your enthusiasm can only turn into full of sorrow and indignation. You are helpless, and even a thousand sighs and lamentations cannot express your sorrowful mood! By the Leiluo River, strong winds were blowing, and the river became more turbulent. It slapped the river bank angrily. A man jumped lightly and died. You are this leap. Since then, a great patriotic poet has been missing from the earth; since then, there has been an intriguing Dragon Boat Festival added to the traditional Chinese festivals. Do you know that just after you were martyred, how many people shed tears for you, and how many people still feel sorry for you to this day? Your eloquent patriotism has amazed us. As descendants of Yan and Huang, we will definitely inherit and carry forward your patriotic spirit. From the day you died, "dragon boat racing" appeared, and together with "eating rice dumplings" became a feature of the Dragon Boat Festival, and together with you, it became a Chinese legend. For what? In memory of you, a great patriotic poet, and in memory of your patriotic spirit! A "Li Sao" adds new vitality to Chinese culture; a Dragon Boat Festival gives the Chinese nation a legendary side; a patriotic feeling makes the sentiments of the Chinese people nobler! And all of this comes from you, Qu Yuan. Maybe before you jumped into the river, you felt sorry that you couldn't save the people in dire straits, but I think you will feel very relieved now that you know that you have done so many things for the people of the Chinese nation. I am proud of you and sad for you.
What you are proud of is that we have such a great patriotic poet; what is sad is that the background of the times prevents you from displaying your talents. As the saying goes, "horses with a thousand li a day" are often found, but "bo le" are not often found. How unfortunate you are. Meet such a "master"! Today, we still celebrate this thought-provoking Dragon Boat Festival to commemorate a great patriotic poet-Qu Yuan! A day's experience In the sound of firecrackers, we ushered in the most important festival of the Chinese people - the Spring Festival. Every family was full of joy, hanging red lanterns, pasting red Spring Festival couplets, busy... On the first day of the first lunar month, Another happy day. I used to be the last person to get up, but today I was the first to get up because I really wanted to smell the fragrant firecracker smoke. Strings of firecrackers were lit in people's hands. The sound was really loud and splashed everywhere, as if they were sending every blessing to thousands of households. The sound of firecrackers continued one after another, crackling and making it very lively. After the firecrackers, there's nothing fun anymore. Let’s have breakfast and go out to play later! After dinner, I invited a few friends to play together. The firecrackers lit on the street bloomed beautiful flowers on the ground. The little birds came out to join in the fun today, and they were probably very happy too. The street is indeed a street, with everything to play and eat. Most of the people I saw were children. I took a look and found that the spicy stalls were the busiest: "I want a bunch of rice cakes!" A fat child shouted. How about going somewhere else to have a look? In front of a stationery store, I stopped again. There are all kinds of fun things there: airplane models, telescopes, electric cars... all kinds of fun things. The most popular ones I find are the ones that are played with. In other places, I also saw some selling balloons, pistols, and skipping ropes, and some selling snacks, snacks, and fruits. They had everything from clothing to food. It was really strange. After playing all morning, I am going to visit relatives and friends again in the afternoon to celebrate the New Year. This is undoubtedly a happy thing. I had so much fun today! It’s a feast for the eyes, a feast for the mouth, and a feast for the hands. The luckiest ones are the sellers, business is booming today! I sincerely hope that today’s children across the country will be happy and free from worries in the new year, but please don’t “get lost in playing with things”! Reflecting society - there are also people who lose their mind by playing with things. I also write about my own play. The traditional Chinese Spring Festival, that’s it. Fish lanterns. Every Spring Festival, our fishing village near the seaside always has fish lanterns for several days. On the morning of the first day of the first lunar month this year, I heard that there was going to be a fish lantern show in the brigade playground, so I hurried there. When I arrived, the playground was already crowded with people. I desperately squeezed into the crowd and saw a group of fourteen or fifteen-year-old fishermen children, holding colorful fish lanterns, eager to try them. After a burst of gongs, drums and sprays, it was "fish coming out of the palace". The first was the dragon. Soaring out, like a "coach" in a school of fish, majestic and extraordinary, followed by colorful "fish" pouring out, they looked full of arrogance by the majesty of the "coach". You see: the silver-white hairtail fish follows the "coach", swimming up and down, swaying its slender body from time to time; but the big black cuttlefish roams two steps forward and one step back. , constantly swaying those two long feather-like beards, just like a brave general; the golden yellow croaker, wearing a golden coat with shining scales, is like an extremely beautiful "princess", walking with light steps , full of squeamishness; the big crimson lobster is no less impressive, wearing a big red robe, shaking his head, wandering around arrogantly; only the big spotted sea turtle hiding behind the formation, ugly and disheveled, stretched out its crazily Intimidating pointed head. At this time, the tut-tut sound became louder, which was the "happy reunion of the fish". The dragon is entrenched in the center, its mouth wide open, showing a proud and arrogant attitude. All kinds of fish rush to show their hospitality. The most eye-catching thing among them is the big yellow croaker, clinging frivolously to the "coach"'s side, showing off his sex to his heart's content. Only the big turtle wisely retreated to the corner. I really can't believe that it is these fourteen or fifteen-year-old fishermen's children who make these fish lanterns dance so lifelike. The audience kept applauding and cheering for them. The most exciting scene is when the dragon ball is poured out, it can also be regarded as the *** of the fish lantern! Amidst a burst of cheerful snorts, I saw the dragon lying down slowly and leisurely, holding the crystal dragon ball in its mouth . All kinds of fish gather around it, roaming left and right, as if they are enjoying the holiday happiness with their "coach". Unexpectedly, the good times did not last long, and suddenly there was a deafening sound of firecrackers. People rushed to throw firecrackers at the dragon, and fishes of all sizes fled in all directions. Only the inconspicuous turtle was still patrolling the "coach", using its hard body to block the "cannonballs" fired at the "coach". . At this time, the "coach" also seemed frightened and panicked, shaking his body and cowering behind the big turtle, looking very embarrassed. At this time, I couldn't help but have a special feeling for the big turtle.
After a burst of fierce firecrackers, there was a cheerful snort; the dragon leaped up again, regaining its vigor, and the scattered "remnants and defeated generals" gradually gathered around the "coach", following closely behind him, Like a victorious warrior. But the big turtle had already retreated. I really don't understand why those who flatter and flatter often get "favor", while those who are loyal and selfless receive such a cold reception. That night, I lay on my bed I tossed and turned on the bed, unable to sleep, and pictures of fish "vying for favor" flashed before my eyes from time to time. I not only despised the proud and comatose dragon, hated the snobbish and fearful little fish, but also admired the selfless and brave turtle. , and think of many, many... (Hope it helps you)