Essay about Christmas Eve

Essay 1: About Christmas Eve Every child has a pair of wings, and when he refuses to fly, the wings fall off and the child becomes mortal and spends his life in mediocrity.　On Christmas Eve, an angel comes to every child's bed, prays for the child's happiness, and kisses the child's wings. Yes, every child has wings, and the wings don't fall off until they grow up.　There was one exception though, Ann didn't have wings. From the moment his father shattered his dream, Ann lost his wings.　Ann's dream was to go to the African grasslands, to the Sahara, and spend his life traveling; Ann's father, however, wanted Ann to stay flat, find a safe job, and walk quietly through life.　Losing her dream, Ann refuses to fly; Ann's wings fall off.　In the father tore the Sahara sunset, stepped through the African grasslands of the morning sun that moment, Ann clearly saw the white feathers in the sky, in the wings off the heartbreaking pain, floating down, floating down ...... The angel kissed Ann's wounds, will be a piece of feathers hidden in the wounds, praying that Ann can fly again.　Christmas Eve , a father's hospital room Angels who have watched their children will take advantage of the Christmas bells still ringing to soothe the adults who still have their wings. Don't worry about the angels getting tired because there are so few and far between adults with wings.　The angel came to this father's hospital bed.　This poor father had gotten very sick. Now the angel was going to take his soul to heaven so that this still winged soul could be comforted forever.　This father, who still had wings, lay in his hospital bed and looked back over his life.　He was a traveler who spent most of his life in adventure. For the sake of his dream (yes, traveling for him was a dream that could be exchanged for his life), he left his wife and children and did not even spend a Christmas with his son; in the face of the taunts and disbelief of those who did not have wings, he resolutely chose to fly. Although those taunts and incomprehension made him feel pain.　"All the pain will dissipate when the breeze brushes the wings of flying. I will feel one step closer to my dream." He thought. So, he flew, enduring people's disbelief and his wife's tears of longing.　But, when he learned that his son had the same dream as he did, he chose to step on it. He loved his son, so he didn't want him to go through the same pain as he did.　"Live peacefully, even if it means dying quietly, at least don't bear the same pain as I did." He thought, "But ......" His last regret was that he couldn't spend a Christmas with his son*** and give him the gift himself.　The angel put a feather from his father's wing into a gift box and flew this father to heaven. On the gift box was a Christmas card that read: "For Ann.　--Love, Father" Early Christmas morning in her father's hospital room Ann opens the gift box and inside is a mended picture of the Sahara Desert with a message from her father on the back, "I'm sorry, Ann. Please fly free.　--Father who will always love and support you" Tears fell on the feathers as Ann's wings slowly grew.　Ann wants to fly, Ann will fly.　Fly, in the direction of your dreams.　Over the African savannah, Ann is flying, with angel's wings, with her father's wings, flying ...... Part 2: Christmas Eve Songs The origin of Christmas Eve Songs (Silent Night, Holy Night) Christmas Eve, Holy Night, in the darkness of the night, the light shoots out, shines on the Holy Mother and the Holy Child, how much kindness is there and how much innocence is there. "Sleep in peace, sleep in peace, sleep in peace. This world-famous Christmas song comes from Tyrol, a small village in the Austrian Alps.　On the eve of Christmas 1818, the village pastor Joseph Mohr looked at the church's old organ, several keyboards have been unable to play the sound, how to prepare for the upcoming Christmas party? On his way back from a visit, Pastor Mohr passed by the outskirts of the village of the hill, when he looked down from the hill on the quiet village, a few lights embellished with the dark darkness of the night, in the snow-covered more seemingly It was silent. The world in front of him made him feel as if he were in Bethlehem on the night of Jesus' birth, so peaceful and quiet, full of holiness and peace. He ran home and wrote down the words of the poem he had in his head, which became the lyrics of the song "Christmas Eve".　The next morning, Rev. Meier went to his friend Franz Grubr and gave him the poem. Grubr, a luthier by trade, read the poem as if he had been there on the night of Jesus' birth, and was so excited that he immediately composed a tune to go with the words. The two of them began to practice happily, so that they could perform it at the Christmas party in the evening.　On the night of Christmas Eve, all the men, women and children of the village gathered in the chapel. Reverend Mayer sang the new song. Although there was no organ accompaniment that night, the simple words and the soft melody touched all those present, and the song has been handed down to this day. Article 3: Surprise Christmas Eve It was definitely a most memorable Christmas Eve, which was not as uneventful as I had imagined, but rather a "surprise".　Before the end of the afternoon, our classroom seemed to be closed into hundreds of chattering sparrows, the content of the conversation without guessing how to spend Christmas Eve tonight. At this time the teacher came in and said to us in her usual unhurried tone, "Class, today is a holiday ha, since it is a holiday I will give you some gifts." We asked with great anticipation, "Teacher, what kind of gift? Give it to me first."　"No need to grab, there are many gifts, everyone has one, one will not be missing!"　Everyone immediately put down their hearts and excitedly waited for the teacher to hand out the gifts.　"The gift is ~~~~~~" At this time the sound of music before the awarding of the grand prize seemed to play in the ears, the atmosphere was tense and expectant!　"Uh-huh," the teacher cleared her throat and said, "Language copy 10 texts, each unit after the word inventory a five times ~~~~~~~" "Ah?!" Dozens of mouths opened into an "O" shape.　"Don't worry, there's also the math teacher asked me to bring you three papers, you must finish them tonight ah. There's no need to repeat the consequences of not finishing them. We are now entering the general revision stage, so the gifts are a bit more generous, I believe you will have a pleasant and fulfilling Christmas Eve!" After saying that, he showed a benevolent smile and walked away with smooth steps, gradually walking out of our sight and disappearing in front of the classroom. For the next 30 seconds, the classroom was so quiet that you couldn't hear a thing, except for the sniffling of someone (who had a cold and had been given a card the other day that said, "Good luck blowing your nose on lots of toilet paper"), the sound of someone frantically clawing at their hair (who must be having a cyber fight tonight), and the slightest bit of "gurgling" teeth grinding (eating a big meal in a fantasy), the occasional buzzing of a fly that hasn't frozen to death in the classroom despite the arrival of winter, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, and then, after 30 seconds, the silent crowd erupts into a whining chorus of, "Oh, my God! Geez! Does the teacher still let people live!"　"Ten texts, how long will that take to copy!"　"Math three papers ah, I guess I don't need to sleep tonight, tomorrow everyone collectively come to the classroom to catch up on sleep."　"Think beautiful, better hurry up and write it, or double the penalty when even more bad luck."　"My Christmas dinner! No steak to eat!"　I came home with my head hanging down and ate my dinner sullenly. My sister-in-law had called to ask me to go out for a big dinner in the evening and participate in the Christmas Eve games, saying that I would also get a gift from Santa Claus, so it was all over.　The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the sound of fireworks going up in the air was heard in the distance from time to time, so the sky was a little bit beautifully decorated. We wish you a Merry Christmas; We wish you a Merry Christmas; We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year." on the TV next door, the song "We wish you a Merry Christmas; We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. The song "We wish you a Merry Christmas; We wish you a Merry Christmas; We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year．　Today is Christmas Eve, although I don't know Jesus, but I can follow the birthday of others, but I have to bury my head under the lamp to catch up with homework.　The clock is moving forward at a constant pace, and it's already a quarter to ten, but I'm still fighting with my homework.　"Ha~~~" I yawned and stretched, trying my best to refuse the invitation of the Lord of the Week.　I was trying to reject the invitation of the Lord of the Week. What I resented the most at this time was that the pen didn't have the scanning and automatic writing function.　This Christmas Eve is really a "surprise" and unforgettable ah. Article 4: "Christmas Eve" of the teacher Christmas Eve, Europe and the United States in the Christmas Eve holiday, and we do not have much to do. However, our class teacher is a crazy "Christmas Eve fan".　On Christmas Eve, Xiao Zhou, who was in charge of transcribing homework on the blackboard, rushed to the classroom just after coming out of the language office. As soon as she entered the classroom, she jumped onto the podium, raised the workbook in her hand, and shouted, "There are only two language assignments today!" What? It was so counterintuitive! Our class teacher (also known as the language teacher) nagging and assigning homework is more than two great, how can today, I froze for a moment, ran to the podium, and asked Xiao Zhou: "You're telling the truth? Today is not April Fool's Day hey!" "I didn't lie to you. Don't believe you see." Xiao Zhou said as he opened the workbook in his hand and handed it to me. I took a look and it was really true! The other students were all excited, talking about how to play at night. My tablemate came over to me, and he and I reached out our hands in unison and high-fived each other, mumbling, "That's great."　Weird! Why did the homeroom teacher only assign two simple assignments? By the way, today is Christmas Eve! Didn't the homeroom teacher only assign a little homework on Christmas Eve in the past years? When the bell rang, I went back to my seat and dragged my activity book out of my bag. Suddenly, the homeroom teacher broke into the room. I only heard her say, "You can do your homework in this activity class." "Yay!" The whole class cheered. I smiled in my heart . Part 5: Prelude to Christmas Eve and Christmas Day "The rooster is saying to the hen, 'Lay an egg, lay an egg,' and the hen is saying to the rooster, 'Soon, soon, soon,' and Merry Christmas to you!" By the way, it's Christmas! The text message woke me up. Christmas, Christmas ...... Slowly I came back to last year's Christmas Eve.　"It's Christmas Eve, let's go out for a spin!" , it was my mom who was giving the word, I reluctantly walked out with her, but who would have thought what a fun day it would be!　Came to the street, I was instantly fascinated by the sky full of fireworks and one by one of the Kongming lanterns, that one of the Kongming lanterns, in the darkness of the reflection, as a beautiful shooting star, slowly walking to enjoy the beautiful scene of Christmas Eve, as a red fairy, listening to the people's aspirations ...... I was busy letting my mom buy a Kongming lantern, watching it rise to the sky, I was happy, because it can bring everyone's wishes to the sky, so that everyone is happy and happy.　Unconsciously, we walked into the church, from the mouth of the narrator, I know the formation of Christmas Eve, understand the reason for people's beliefs, looking at the painting of the explanation, more indeed my point of view.　However, this viewpoint, this matter, this kind of mood, was soon left behind me, because I participated in an outdoor party!　　It was a bakery party, everyone sang and danced together ...... In the center of the field was a big Christmas tree cake, and the music came from the star on top of the "Christmas tree". "Jingling, jingling, jingling" accompanied by a pleasant song, the host to cut the cake, to each person present were issued a piece, I ate this big cake, the joy of the holiday season back to the side. ...... "SMS is coming, SMS is coming", the bell rang, interrupted my thoughts, open the text message, into my eyes is a greeting "Wish you a Merry Christmas! Mom." Ah, mom, what will Christmas be like this year? 　Christmas Eve, this holy festival, should be merry and happy, however, this time, it was occupied by loneliness. Mom and Dad went out, leaving me to deal with this horrible empty room.　Horrible, lonely Christmas Eve, the feeling of helplessness swirled in the heart. Sitting in front of the computer, powerless as half drunk, ah, who made my heart so cold, only the warmer memories remain in the brain, the silence of the late night makes people feel even more cold. The sky is very dark, even the stars are afraid of loneliness, hidden form.　I remember last Christmas Eve, my mom gave me a simple chess board, I love it, and after that, we had a joyful Christmas party. And now? I think about it, I can not help but nose, two lines of sour and sweet tears down the bridge of the nose slowly trickled down ...... I lie in bed, sleepless all night, then wailed to the sky: why God wants to put me in the abyss of loneliness ...... Alas, forget about it, and slowly walk on the life I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to do it. One day, I will lead to the successful avenue ...... Part VII: Christmas Eve snowman Christmas Eve is a happy holiday, do not believe, you see! One by one, children are happy to stroll around holding their mothers' hands, couples are happy to walk on the street, and there are so many people playing games, they all look happy!　That day, I finished my homework at school, and when I got home, I went out to play with my classmates, with whom I had an appointment.　I spent this Christmas Eve at the White Pagoda. There were a lot of kids at the White Pagoda, and five or six of them were selling apples, because apples, also known as "peace fruits," are good for peace and security, and couples eat them for long-lasting relationships.　I take advantage of my friends do not pay attention to, secretly bought a bottle of "flying snow", in their backs gently sprayed on the back of the "snow spray war", I was hiding in the bushes, a moment to hide behind a tree, fortunately I reacted quickly, otherwise I would have been sprayed into the snowman! I'm glad I reacted quickly, otherwise I would have been sprayed into a snowman! I did not pay attention to be sprayed "full of white hair", I have not had time to wipe, and then rushed to counterattack, clothes above the spray a large piece, I am laughing it, the back is another blow. I turned around in a hurry, was trying to spray her, but my "flying snow" has been sprayed, they saw, I can suffer, had to hide everywhere, no matter how I hide, or not escape their "claws", finally their flying snow is also used up, and then look at me! I have become a little snowman!　This Christmas Eve, I am really happy! Article 8: Unforgettable Christmas Eve Others had a pleasant Christmas Eve, but we, led by the famous conductor Prof. Yang Hongnian "China Symphony Orchestra Affiliated Junior and Women's Choirs" members had a profound meaning of Christmas Eve.　On the afternoon of December 24, 2010, Beijing was covered with a heavy snowfall, and the cold air was refreshing. The cold not only didn't stop the approach of the holiday season, but also brought out the Christmas atmosphere. ...... Our choir is going to perform at the Zhongshan Concert Hall tonight.　At 4:00 p.m., we little actors and actresses came one after another to the backstage of the Zhongshan Concert Hall for rehearsal. When I entered the hall, I realized that the other members of the choir who had arrived earlier than me were chatting, so I just "got together"...... "Rehearsals will now begin!" a teacher shouted. A teacher shouted. We started practicing one song at a time, and as we were singing, our beloved Prof. Yang Hongnian came to the stage with his crutches and tired body and told us to put out our voices, otherwise the audience sitting in the back rows would not be able to hear our songs. He said this while walking towards the back of the audience, I think he must have gone to hear the effect himself. Just as we were trying our best to use our loudest voices to let him "see" our "power", we suddenly heard a "thud" from the other side of the auditorium, and Prof. Yang Hongnian fell into the gap between the two rows of chairs. Professor Yang Hongnian fell into the gap between the two rows of chairs, we can only see a foot and half of the crutches exposed in the middle of the chair on the stage. "Ya," I couldn't help but shout, "Mr. Yang has fallen." The teacher did not stop conducting, we did not stop singing, but our hearts are in Mr. Yang that ...... a group of adults ran over, after a while they helped Mr. Yang to the audience to sit down, he may not want to delay our rehearsal, enduring great pain to see us rehearsal. Some of the young actors couldn't help but shed tears when they saw this scene. Until we finished the last song, we went backstage to rest and wait for dinner and change costumes, Mr. Yang never left the performance hall.　At 7 o'clock in the evening, the performance officially started. Thinking about what had just happened, we were determined to seize this opportunity to let Mr. Yang understand that we would not let him down. With glow sticks in our hands, we sang out our blessings to the audience and our love for Mr. Yang. As the show was coming to an end, Mr. Yang was actually pushed out in his wheelchair, and after a few touching words, he directed the group to sing the last few songs. "Nightingale" like singing echoed in the concert hall .......　It was a great success! We told the parents about this touching scene, and they were moved to tears.　A few days later, listening to other parents said, Mr. Yang because of this "unexpected incident" broke two bones, I think he was with how much perseverance to endure this unbearable pain. I wish him a speedy recovery, and I wish I could see him standing in front of us and conducting us to sing a more beautiful song sooner.　Christmas is over, but I can't forget my beloved Mr. Yang. Because from Mr. Yang, I not only gained profound knowledge of vocal music, but also learned to be a human being, and the spirit of unselfish pursuit for the cause. I am very lucky, because I spent an unforgettable Christmas Eve.