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Traditional festival prose

Traditional culture has disappeared in the days and has become our festival. The following is an essay about traditional festivals. Welcome to reading.

Traditional Festival Prose 1 Sparse Huang Meiyu. Extraordinary square weighs five times. "Dragon Boat Festival", a folk festival that has been circulating for more than 2,000 years, has passed through the vast historical clouds and inherited a cultural atmosphere of singing national and patriotic poems. In the ups and downs of the years, it is like a gorgeous rainbow, reflecting an ancient civilization with a long history.

Dragon Boat Festival is a traditional festival of Han nationality in China. It was first recorded in Jingchu Chronicle. Because sunny days are midsummer and May is midsummer, its first afternoon is a fine day, so it is called "Duanyang Festival". There are many nicknames for the Dragon Boat Festival, such as "Magnolia Festival", "Daughter's Day", "Acorus calamus Festival" and "Tianzhong Festival", all of which come from some details of life related to folk customs.

The biggest reason why the Dragon Boat Festival has been spread in China so far is because of Qu Yuan, a great poet admired by the people. His patriotic feelings, concern for the people, infinite loyalty to the motherland, and lofty personality and will of "winning glory with the sun and the moon" made him the first great patriotic poet in the history of China literature.

Qu Yuan, a native of Chu at the end of the Warring States Period, was an outstanding politician and patriotic poet. The name is flat and the word is original. Chu Wuwang Xiong Tong's son Qu Xian's descendants. Danyang (now Zigui, Hubei) people. He initiated a new style of poetry-Songs of the South, which was later called "Sao" by the Book of Songs. Feng and Sao are the sources of the two fine traditions of realism and romanticism in the history of China's poetry. His literary treasures, such as Li Sao, Tian Wen and Tian Wen, are like the sun and the moon competing for glory in the long river of culture. In his limited life, he always thought about the rise and fall of the motherland and the sufferings of the people, and took Chu as his own responsibility and embarked on the road to prosperity. When his motherland was facing the disaster of extinction, he was filled with indignation and threw himself into the Miluo River on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, making a heroic sacrifice. "Family deep sorrow in one thousand, loyal soul can also be entrusted. What country dies today, only Li Sao is left in the world. "

Literati and poets of all ages wrote poems and poems on the Dragon Boat Festival to express their memory of Qu Yuan. "The festival is divided into Dragon Boat Festival, and it is widely rumored that it is Qu Yuan through the ages. It is ridiculous that the Chu River is empty and cannot be washed directly. " Wen Xiu's "Dragon Boat Festival" poems in Tang Dynasty added a lot of homesickness to the lament of the festival. Chu Chaoyang in the Tang Dynasty also had "only praise for the Dragon Boat Festival, who recommended Qu Yuan Temple; The poem "Drink the wine in one gulp, and Miluo is far away" profoundly expresses people's respect and commemoration for a generation of patriotic poets.

Folk commemorative activities are more colorful and gradually form cultural customs throughout the country. Up to now, there are mainly commemorative activities such as "Dragon Boat Race" and "Eating Zongzi". Because the Chu people couldn't bear the death of Qu Yuan, a wise minister, many people rowed to save people. They rushed to catch up with each other and disappeared at Dongting Lake. Rowing on the river is the origin of the dragon boat race, and then rowing a dragon boat on May 5 every year to commemorate it, so it is called the "dragon boat race". The people who eat brown rice are Jingchu people. On May 5th, they cooked glutinous rice or steamed zongzi cakes and threw them into the river to offer sacrifices to Qu Yuan, so they threw them in bamboo tubes for fear of eating fish. Later, they gradually replaced bamboo tubes with rice wrapped in zongzi leaves, which evolved into the custom of "eating brown rice" on the Dragon Boat Festival every year. "The corners are covered with gold, and the grass is covered with jade. The scenery is still beautiful." Yes

"Dragon Boat Race" and "Eating Zongzi" show that the people of China highly agree with Qu Yuan's morality and life ideal. Therefore, the Dragon Boat Festival is also a festival for the Chinese nation to express its high respect for beautiful poems and great poets.

Feeling nostalgic, I am still sighing today! Although this great poet walked in the distant ancient times, his thoughts and life ideas moved from "self" to "self", but his magnificent poems crossed time and space and were connected with us from generation to generation in the form of a rich national festival.

"Slow warbler throat, tap like a board, better than reading Li Sao chapter. Lotus fragrance is dark, lying on the head of the river, painting boats and drums. "

Through the ages, the lotus wind blew through Qu Yuan's hometown, fields, mature wheat, apricot, riverside and fragrant palm leaves. A festival related to poetry-"Dragon Boat Festival" is coming to us in the sparse "Huangmei rainy season".

Essays on traditional festivals II. Lightweight time disappeared in the gap between the fingertips, leaving a vague back in an instant, which made me stand in the same place and look around the season again.

A little disappointment, a little honey, interwoven in the strangeness of light blue and purple. What followed was the coolness of lotus rhyme, the sweetness of broad beans and the fragrance of zongzi.

And you, stepping on a deep and shallow dream, singing fragrant songs, wrapped in green sorrow, will always meet in the water in May and miss you on the Dragon Boat Festival. A mouthful of fragrance overflowed between the lips and teeth, full. Unconsciously, I walked into the memory of Qu Yuan or the tragic history of Wu Zixu, and at the same time, the people enriched and legendary it, hoping to ward off evil spirits and give people some warnings, which made the historical meaning of Chinese national culture shine. Immersed in expectation, it just became a legal national rest day last year. Looking forward to the future, Hubei has made initial progress in applying for the Dragon Boat Festival. Although it is four years later than the Gangneung Yoko Festival in South Korea, it also shows that China attaches importance to intangible heritage.

Say goodbye to plum blossoms in January, begonia in bud in February, and large groups of cherry blossoms in March can't wait to bloom. Sunset in late spring, loneliness in April. However, the faint fragrance lingers in the foggy south of the Yangtze River, lingers in the depths of your memory, and slips into the lotus rhyme of summer. After years of crossing my fingers, I hesitate to look around and can't bear to look back. Know each other, know each other, cherish, feel guilty, and be uneven. I can't forget the agreement of swaying fragrance, such as trudging through the long river of life, with an eternal distance.

You know, we don't need the cross-season of life, just like you, lightly releasing the sunshine in May and breathing the humid and dry air. Ripples and layers of blue reflect melancholy, just thinking about the pain of six In the snow, learning to use blue in pain, and retaining and making up for the perfection of defects.

In fact, May is warm, and the sunshine you get at will, like your mood, passes through the branches of the years, reflecting the prosperity of watching and the concern of your loved ones, and interpreting the meaning of missing your loved ones in every festival.

Therefore, May is also romantic. Even if there is warm wind, the gentle back is engraved behind the wind, erasing the vicissitudes of your face. Don't forget, just don't forget those beautiful things, those hand-in-hand encounters, those sparse days. Nevertheless, the sound of beating and heartbeat needs us to listen, you know? The rhythm of the heart valve, like a plain poem, pours at the clumsy fingertips and cleans up with you.

We may know that the fifth day of May can't measure the length of your life, but we know that May, which has been carefully passed, has always recorded every drop and bite of your life, and it is worth remembering whether you are in my dream or outside.

Perhaps so, the smile raised by the corners of the mouth will read the vicissitudes of life; If so, the tears in the corner of my eyes are not only pain, but also happiness and the beauty of meeting.

Traditional festival prose 3 Winter goes to spring, and spring goes to summer. In a blink of an eye, this year's Dragon Boat Festival will soon be clear in the fragrant zongzi.

Standing in the fresh sunshine in the morning, I feel warm, quiet and beautiful. Walking in the noisy street, the faint smell of zongzi in the wind comes to the nose, take a deep breath, let zongzi float into the viscera, and give up the idea of buying. You see, at the corner, groups of elderly people are carefully selecting the best glutinous rice, but the haggling sound with different tones has become the most cheerful and lively morning symphony in the town, and it feels so sincere and beautiful.

When you walk into the supermarket, first of all, what you see are unique designs and striking slogans. Entering the shopping area, secondly, it is eye-catching that jiaozi with different shapes, diverse tastes and exquisite packaging comes from all corners of the country, which makes people feast their eyes.

Although this zongzi is so good and beautiful, it will undoubtedly attract the attention of countless people and will certainly arouse many customers' strong desire to buy. But in my heart, it's far less than grandma's love jiaozi.

The Dragon Boat Festival is usually spent with teachers and classmates at school. Although the take-away jiaozi tastes good, I still have a special feeling for jiaozi carefully wrapped by my grandmother. As long as I go home on holiday, whenever I am greedy, my grandmother always agrees without hesitation, smiles and turns into the kitchen to prepare the materials for making zongzi. At the moment, I feel that I am the happiest darling in the world.

Next, grandma sat on a cane chair to sift glutinous rice, and I squatted next to grandma to scrub the leaves of zongzi. After my task was completed, I sat quietly on the cane chair, watching my grandmother clean sticky rice, rub adzuki beans, finely cut bacon, wipe off excess water on the leaves of zongzi with her dexterous hands, carefully hand sticky rice into the mouth of zongzi, and then tie up these scattered zongzi. Finally, put it in a pot and cook it. If I hadn't seen these complicated and meticulous procedures with my own eyes, I wouldn't have understood that it would take so much time and energy to wrap a small zongzi. At the moment, this kind of patient, careful and caring behavior towards grandma can't help but make me admire and feel speechless.

Looking at the clock on the wall, counting the pace of pacing in the yard, I can't wait for the moment when Zongzi is out of the pot. Stepping into the kitchen, looking at the dense fog and smelling the thick fragrance of zongzi, I have a strong impulse to open the lid and try it quickly. However, in the end, I still kept the good word "you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry".

After a few minutes, the zongzi was finally steamed. So, I can't wait to uncover the steaming leaves of Zongzi, divide Zongzi in two with chopsticks, and look at golden bacon and full and transparent red beans, which makes people salivate. So, I couldn't help taking a bite, which was smooth, tender, oily and greasy, and chewy. However, grandma always reminds me gently with a smile, "Be careful of hot hands, be careful of hot hands". I always naively replied, "Even if it burns, I am extremely happy and extremely happy." Grandma smiled and said nothing, just looked at me lovingly and stroked my head.

Whenever I walk on my way home, I will bring my grandmother's love jiaozi with me, and my heart is heavy. I know how much love, sweat, wishes and warmth this little jiaozi contains. For so many years, grandma always has no regrets, works hard silently, pays silently, and suffers fatigue alone. Whenever and wherever there is delicious food and fun, grandma will always think of leaving it for us for the first time and call us to tell us. No matter what weather it is, no matter what season it is, grandma still insists on giving us thousands of exhortations thousands of miles away, telling us to take care of ourselves, remember to add clothes in cold weather, cover the quilt at night and not to catch cold. Maybe if we are all fine, it will be her sunny day. "Whenever I recall my grandmother's voice, words and deeds, my heart is always warm and sweet, and my thoughts about her are getting stronger and stronger. Whenever I hear my roommate praise my grandma, no matter in or out of school, my mind is full of pictures of grandma's love and efforts, which makes me burst into tears. I think family always needs no explanation, missing for no reason.

Nowadays, we are growing silently day by day, while grandma is getting old day by day. How I wish time could stop, how I wish my grandmother could enjoy a quiet life, how I am used to the unique fragrance of my grandmother's zongzi, and how I am afraid that she will suddenly leave one day. Maybe, I worry too much. Perhaps, as long as we all laugh happily, live happily and live happily, this is the best reward for grandma.

I am always proud, sweet and happy when I think that I can taste jiaozi wrapped by my grandma every year. At the moment, I don't want to think about anything, and I don't want to see anything again. I'm just looking forward to the Dragon Boat Festival wholeheartedly. Only in this way can we regain the joy of gathering together and enjoy the warm and beautiful moment.

Actually, life is not like this. As long as you are good at exploring, understanding, cherishing and remembering, you will always have a grateful heart. Let's see where ordinary beauty doesn't shine and where true love doesn't flow.

When the Dragon Boat Festival is coming, Ruoxi wishes everyone a happy Dragon Boat Festival in advance, always safe and healthy. I hope that Qian Shan Zongzi, which is full of water, is a feeling. My heart is as sticky and tight as glutinous rice, and it feels as fragrant as the leaves of Zongzi. Happiness is like that light, and it lasts indefinitely.