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Essay or diary of what you see, hear, think, and think during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

I haven't finished admiring the moon yet, how can I write an essay?

Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, and every household is lively. Whenever it comes to the Dragon Boat Festival, people have to eat zongzi, race dragon boats, drink realgar wine, hang wormwood, incense bags and write the word "king" on the child's body. I looked it up online.

It turned out that this was to commemorate the great patriotic poet Qu Yuan. In 278 BC, the Qin army broke through the capital of Chu, and after Qu Yuan and a Chu doctor learned the news, they were filled with grief and anger, and their hearts were like knives. In the end, they jumped into the river with a large rock.

When the local people found out, they threw zongzi into it, hoping that the fish would not eat Qu Yuan's body, but only the zongzi they tossed.

So there is the custom of eating zongzi. When the common people arrive at the Dragon Boat Festival every year, they will race dragon boats, and if they win, they will go ashore and throw the zongzi into the river, so there is the custom of dragon boat racing. What about hanging wormwood and calamus at the door of the house, hanging incense bags, and writing the word "king" on the child's body?

It turned out that in ancient times, there were no mosquito coils, flower water and window screens, so people hung wormwood and sachets at the door, and hung sachets on children to prevent mosquitoes and insects from biting. Writing the word "king" on a child is the king of insects, and insects cannot bite him. Drinking realgar wine is also to prevent snakes from biting, and there is this custom.

What do you see? There was an extra plate of zongzi on the table, and there were more people on the street. What do you hear? The Dragon Boat Festival is not to commemorate Qu Yuan. Thoughts? I was scammed.

The Mid-Autumn Festival moon is the most beautiful, it is so poetic and picturesque, the Mid-Autumn Festival moon is the softest, it is so tender like water; The moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival is the brightest, and it is like a mirror. In this crisp autumn September, we ushered in the annual Mid-Autumn Festival.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, my mother and I took a car all the way to my grandmother's house, as soon as we entered the village, the smell of sweet mooncakes permeated the village, and I was salivating. I strolled through the alleys, where the young women were busy with each other, and the innocent and lovely children were playing and playing together, and there was a strong festive atmosphere everywhere. Along the tree-lined stone path, I unconsciously came to my grandmother's house, only to see my grandmother making dumplings and making moon cakes, and my grandfather was stir-frying, very busy.

Gradually, when the sun erased the last rays of light, night fell, and the sky was dotted with stars, dotted with the endless sky. I am looking forward to the night the most, our family sat around the stone table in the small courtyard, watching a round of bright moon rising, the bright moon was surrounded by light clouds like smoke and mist, under the misty moonlight, the quiet and comfortable night moon breeze was light, about me a peaceful and quiet beauty. In the bright and clear moonlight like soft water, everything in the world is shrouded in a layer of milky white tulle, soft and transparent, light and elegant, our family is immersed in the world of the moon cage light veil, attracted by the quiet night, and intoxicated by the beauty of the bright moon ......

At this time, Grandma came out of the house, put a plate of mooncakes on the stone table, and said, "The mooncakes are here, eat them!" I looked at all kinds of moon cakes, jujube paste, black sesame seeds, smiled happily, picked up a piece of moon cake, looked at it carefully, smelled it gently, bit it slowly, and ate it until it was crispy and sweet in my mouth, which made me have an endless aftertaste.

This sweet moon cake can't help but remind me of the story of Chang'e running to the moon, I wonder if the fairy Chang'e who lives on the moon is eating moon cakes while playing with her little jade rabbit? Thinking about it, I couldn't help but smile at the corner of my mouth.

At this moment of family reunion, our family is warm and happy, and the moon is also on this night, showing her most beautiful.