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September 9th is the Double Ninth Festival. There is a tradition of Double Ninth Festival in the compound, and we like to have dinner together. Several families made an appointment to bring food to the table. As night falls, the lights are bright, people drink chrysanthemum wine and Erguotou, eat rich meals, and get together to chat and exchange feelings. Smiling faces and bursts of laughter rushed out of the narrow room. Everyone wishes each other health and longevity, and everything is safe. The building complex is permeated with an atmosphere of peace everywhere.

On the Double Ninth Festival, people have the habit of respecting the elderly, and all the younger generation should pay more attention to the elderly. In addition to providing them with good food, the separated relatives should also express their condolences to the elderly, and the married daughter should return to her parents' home early in the morning to repay the kindness of raising her. Conditional families should also accompany the elderly to watch the excitement and visit the park, which will make the elderly more open-minded and help them live longer.

Watching chrysanthemums has been a traditional custom of citizens for many years, and wearing chrysanthemums to prevent illness is also a big habit of people in the old society. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, chrysanthemum exhibitions will be held in major parks, with Beihai, Temple of Heaven, Zizhuyuan and Botanical Garden being the most famous.

On the occasion of the Double Ninth Festival, Beijing is in the season of cool autumn wind and clear sky. Flying kites outdoors is not only simple and easy, but also a very popular entertainment. In the Qing Dynasty, the flying of old Beijingers was very lively and popular. All kinds of kites are sold in shops and markets, and the kites sold in flower markets are the most complete and high quality.

Now, the building complex where I once lived has long changed, and 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. Unconsciously, I thought of Mao Zedong's poem: Life is easy to get old, but it is not easy to get old. Every year is Chongyang, and the yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant. The annual autumn wind blows hard, not like spring, but better than spring, the Wan Li frost in the vast river.