Mid-Autumn Festival is a time for family reunion.
In my childhood memory, there are full moon, moon cakes, five-colored fruits and lively scenes of singing big plays with joy.
noodle In our hometown, the Mid-Autumn Festival is a large-scale folk festival second only to the Spring Festival. The full moon symbolizes a good life.
Public places of entertainment are also very lively. On the fifteenth night, as soon as the moon reached the treetops, we heard firecrackers from our neighbors.
Verb (abbreviation of verb) Every household has prepared moon cakes and fruits to enjoy the moon.
Most of the moon cakes in our hometown are made by ourselves, with rice flour as the material and a sculpture engraved with the words "flowers are full and the moon is full"
Circular mold, print a round cake, and then steam it. There are other shapes of cakes. This, this, every year my mother will
As soon as the sun goes down, make a table and put it in the yard. I have never been interested in these sweet and greasy cakes.
Yes I am the only child in my family who doesn't like to eat.
Later, I thought about it. Is my unhappy childhood related to not eating sugar? There are also five kinds of water necessary for enjoying the moon.
Fruits, including my favorite kind of bitter and astringent green olives. When the brothers happily enjoy the sweet moon cakes.
At that time, I grabbed a few green olives with my small hand and walked aside to taste the bitterness and sweetness alone.
I still remember the funny things when I was a child. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, my big sisters will tell us: Take a transparent white handkerchief,
Look at the full moon in the sky through a white handkerchief. If you can see the old man under the osmanthus tree, you can marry him in the future.
Find a husband and live happily. I envy the idea that the elder sister next door is sitting in a red sedan chair in a red wedding dress.
My companion Xiaoyu and I looked for white handkerchiefs everywhere, but we couldn't find them, so we had to find white clothes instead, but no matter how hard we tried.
Force, always can't see the legendary old man under the moon. Xiaoyu sighed faintly: When can I see my old age under the moon?
Man, when can I live a happy life like a big sister?
At that time, I didn't know that "the moon goes, so do I." I didn't understand that "the moon represents my heart" and I couldn't see the moon.
Jackie Chan and Wu Gang ran madly after the moon with their children, watching the moon chasing themselves until they caught up with grandma.
At the window, I happily threw myself into my grandmother's arms and asked her, "Why is the moon chasing me?" Then, for a long time,
Suddenly, the Mid-Autumn Festival faded in my memory and was forgotten.
Maybe a book or a teacher told me that the moon is just a barren land and can't support life.
This place. It makes me fantasize about the moon and beautiful things.
Of course. Mid-Autumn Festival is still celebrated every year, and moon cakes are available every year, but I don't care whether the moon in the sky is round or missing.
As far as I can remember, the green olives in Mid-Autumn Festival are still bitter, but the price is expected to increase year by year. The deepest memory
My year is the Mid-Autumn Festival of my freshman year. At that time, the school where I studied was about five kilometers away from home. According to the regulations, I am
There is no need to board the plane. At that time, I was anxious to escape from the bondage of my family. Just as a classmate retired from her bed, I took her place.
I go to school and only go home once a week. Running away from home that week, my mother said, "The Mid-Autumn Festival will be celebrated in two days.
Come back! "I agreed.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival, there was a heavy rain, which never stopped from morning to afternoon. Because the school is on a low-lying road.
During this period, Wang Yang, who has been wandering around the school after school, seems unable to go home. The students can only look at the sea and sigh. neglect
Seeing that I was wearing a raincoat at the door of my classroom, he said to me lightly, "Diandian, dad will take you home for the New Year." I think
I feel warm on my face. I don't know if it's because I was moved or because my father called me by my nickname in front of my classmates (because when I was born, according to
I said I was younger than a kitten, and my father always called me younger. I looked at my father awkwardly and watched the water reach my knees.
Cover the water, I hesitated. My father took off his raincoat, poured rain on it, put it on me and said to me:
"Come on, Dad will carry you." At that moment, my eyes began to wet, and I let my father carry it on my back for the first time in my memory, which was a bit
My embarrassed father stared at me, so I had to hold my father's solid shoulder in the envious eyes of my classmates.
I felt my father's deep love for the first time, and I happily remembered: father, father, you are my support.
The storm is coming, and you are the only shelter in my vast world. Looking at my father's back like a mountain, I feel safe in my heart.
That for so many years, I have been looking for a feeling that I can rely on, and I don't know if it is fate.
My father came back when I was a child.
Later, my father was old. I have never spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with my father because I left home to study and work. But ... whatever.
Where is it? Every year before the Mid-Autumn Festival, my father always asks someone to bring me a small bag of green olives, and all I can repay is a small box of olives.
Foot massage moon cake.
My father spent his last Mid-Autumn Festival in this world in the hospital. That year was the year after my father retired. Mid-Autumn Festival
A month ago, I personally took my father to the hospital. After experiencing sadness and despair, I have been able to calmly face my father's illness.
Love and the irreversible fact that he is about to leave. What I can do is to meet his needs these days.
Ask for anything that will make him happy. So, even though the doctor told me not to let my father eat sweet and greasy food, I am still here.
On the afternoon of Mid-Autumn Festival, I bought a box of delicious "Ronghua" moon cakes that my father said, and prepared to be in the hospital with my father, mother and brother.
Have a special Mid-Autumn Festival. However, after my father asked me to keep the moon cakes, he asked me to go home with my brother. He said, "You!"
Children all have their own homes. In the days of reunion during defection, we should reunite with our families. I have yours.
It's enough to have a mother with you. "My brother and I begged my dad to let us stay. My dad stared at him and was not angry.
Eyes, my brother and I had to leave silently with tears in our eyes. It is not difficult to imagine that the Mid-Autumn Festival that year was like this in the eyes of parents.
It's cold!
Once I didn't believe in ghosts and gods. Because my relatives have left, I am willing to believe in the existence of immortals, of course not.
The devil's father is far away from the world. Maybe he lives closer to the moon.
Every year the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, I always think of my father, the only person in my memory who let my father carry me is also the first time.
The ancient poem I saw in my father's notebook: The moon is full, sunny and round, and people have joys and sorrows. This matter is old and difficult.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Dunli Chen wrote "Yanjing Age" and said, "The August Festival of Jingshi Day is also the Mid-Autumn Festival. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, the official residence Zhumen presents moon cakes and fruits. When the moon is full in May, the aged melons and fruits are presented to the court for the month, and a comb of green beans is used to wish them well. It's just the right time, the clouds are scattered and the children are noisy. This is really called a festival. However, when offering the moon, most men don't worship, so the capital says the sun, men don't Yue Bai, and women don't sacrifice stoves. " This book was written 40 years ago, and the customs seem to have not changed much so far. Although people's livelihood has changed, and everything is five times more than two years ago, I'm afraid I won't give up eating moon cakes on Mid-Autumn Festival, but I may not be interested in enjoying the moon. Originally, it was just a pleasure for literati, till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon. The autumn is crisp and the moonlight is particularly bright, which is even more interesting. It is specially designated as a festival. If it is not very interesting among the people, it is probably an accounting matter, followed by moon cakes. I recall the general view of the moon in rural areas, which is quite different from that of scholars. Commonly known as mother-in-law, the Mid-Autumn Festival provides vegetarian moon cakes, fruits and old pumpkins, as well as a bowl of cold water, which women and children worship to dip their fingers in water to draw their eyes and wish them cool. I believe that there is a mother-in-law tree in the middle of the month, and one branch falls on the ground in the autumn night, which is also like the so-called moonlight. Unfortunately, if it falls on people, it will become a strange disease, or the head will be as big as a bucket, but it is possible to take out the treasure. The moon is a monster in astronomy, full and short, and changeable. It called the tide, which the ancients thought was related to women's lives. Stranger still, it has a subtle relationship with mental patients. In Latin, it is called solar moonlight disease, which seems to be comparable to solar radiation disease. Of course, modern doctors don't admit this statement, but I still believe it. I'm not saying that interval attacks are all the same. I really think the moon has its terrible side, which may have an impact on people who are flustered. Many years ago, I came out from Kou's house in Dongcheng at night. On the way, I saw a dark yellow waning moon hanging in the dark sky. It looks sad. I think we modern urbanites still feel this way. What about people who lived in primitive times? Living under a cave, I was in a bad mood when I met this scene. At night, I listened to the exposure of jackals and the chirping of birds. No, even without the harassment of these animals, the threat of the moon alone is enough. It's just a monster, and other foreign objects like to appear on a moonlit night. This is just a cloud encounter, just a walk-on When the moon is gradually round, it looks more and more kind. Before and after three days is almost a rich man's face. No wonder many people are happy, but there is always a cold air that can't be dispersed anyway. I'm afraid the word "Qiongzi, it's too cold at the top" can well embody the spirit of the bright moon. It doesn't matter whether the legendary loyalty and love are pinned on it now, let's call it a day. In a word, I'm not interested in enjoying the moon, and neither is enjoying the snow and rain. Because I am still too afraid and love nature, I can't believe that I have defeated it, so some civilized people enjoy it because of my little fate. The significance of Mid-Autumn Festival, in my personal opinion, eating moon cakes is almost more important than watching the moon, and I can't pay off my debts to eat moon cakes, but I still really think about the villagers.