Choose a traditional festival to write a composition.

1. Choose a traditional festival, write a composition, and write about your family. The process of celebrating the festival can be written as Spring Festival, commonly known as Chinese New Year, which is a traditional festival in China and my favorite festival.

During the Spring Festival, we put up couplets to celebrate the New Year and set off firecrackers. Why do we do these things? I heard there is a legend here.

According to legend, in Archaean times, there was a fierce monster called Nian. Its mouth is big, as big as an ox, and it is extremely cruel.

Years often come out to harm people. When the gods knew this, they locked Nian in the mountains and allowed it to come out only once a year.

On New Year's Eve, Nian came out again. It came to the door of a family, which happened to be dressed in red and was burning brightly in the stove.

Inadvertently, the child of that family knocked a basin off the cabinet with a clash. Nian was scared away.

People all know that Nian is afraid of fire, noise and red. Since then, at the end of each year, people have put up red couplets instead of red clothes, set off firecrackers instead of sound, hung red lights and lit flourishing fires instead of fire.

Over time, the custom of Chinese New Year has been formed. This is a short story about the Spring Festival.

I like the Spring Festival, and I prefer this little story about it.

2. Choose a traditional festival and write a composition. The annual sacred and desirable traditional festival Mid-Autumn Festival is coming!

The word "Mid-Autumn Festival" first appeared in Zhou Li. According to the ancient calendar of China, the 15th day of the eighth lunar month is in the middle of August in autumn, so it is called the Mid-Autumn Festival. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the bright moon is in the sky, and the light is scattered all over the earth. People look up at the bright moon like jade in the sky and naturally look forward to family reunion. Wanderers who are far away from home also take this opportunity to pin their thoughts on their relatives in their hometown.

This evening, the sunset gradually receded, leaving only hazy sunset. When the last afterglow melts in the moonlight, the boundless spring fog arouses waves of thoughts, the curtain of the night slowly opens, and the world becomes mysterious and unfathomable. I moved a chair and sat looking up at the dark blue, silent, deep, clear and transparent sky, looking forward to the arrival of the pure angel-the moon.

At night, when everything is silent, a cool breeze blows gently. The cool breeze caressed my face, like my mother's gentle hand. The thick clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, revealing a few stars, flickering, like festive fireworks, hanging pearls. Stars are shining life; Stars are jumping hearts in the night sky; Stars, like shining diamonds scattered on dark blue satin, are looming, dazzling me. But the moon has been reluctant to show up. It hides behind the clouds shyly and dresses itself carefully! In the end, it went away. In desperation, the moon grabbed several white scarves to cover her delicate face. Like a hazy moonlight, the earth was covered with a layer of white gauze like jade, and the earth was hazy. The figure of the dew on the green hills is fixed in this poetic realm, which is particularly quiet. That clear light, pouring down, gently scattered in every corner of the city, everything is in a hazy mood. ...

Suddenly, it seems that it shouldn't hide in the clouds. It should shine on the earth with its own brilliance and let people convey homesickness. It drills out the thick clouds, unveils the mysterious veil, and shows its beautiful face without shyness. Suddenly, a bright and flawless full moon hung in the air. She is warm; She is pure; She's beautiful! Moonlight falls lightly, coolly and gently, and cool breeze blows gently, quietly and silently. The moonlight seems to be fluttering with the wind, as if it also blows the shadow of the moon. It's beautiful, but the stars are not inferior. I leaned against the window with my chin in my hands, looking at the soft moonlight and smiling faintly ... I wanted to pluck the strings for fear of breaking the silence; I want to wave my brush, lest I can't adjust my true colors; I had to sit quietly on the desk by the window and let my thoughts flow quietly along the pen in my hand ... I opened the window and arrived. In an instant, the bed was covered with pure silver. In this faint moonlight, there seems to be a faint fragrance. I was deeply intoxicated by the beautiful scenery. ...

Through the door, I lay on my back in bed, fell asleep and enjoyed the quiet moonlight. ...

"I hope that people will live for a long time and have a good scenery for thousands of miles." Let's pin our thoughts and worries on the moon.

People often call celebrating the Spring Festival "Chinese New Year", and the original meaning of "Year" is fundamentally different from today.

It is said that in ancient times, there was one of the fiercest beasts in the world called Nian. It is bigger than a camel.

Run faster than the wind and roar louder than thunder. Once out, people eat people, animals are injured, and people's lives are seriously threatened.

In order to punish Nian, the gods locked it in the mountains and allowed it to come out only once a year. In the long-term practice, people find that Nian has three fears-fear of red, fear of noise and fear of fire.

So, one year on the thirtieth night of the twelfth lunar month, everyone posted red paper at the door, kept beating gongs and drums and setting off firecrackers, and lit lights all night in the house at night. Take a look at the evening of "Nian", and every family is brightly lit; Hearing this, the sound of shooting was everywhere, scaring it into the village.

During the day, it sneaked down the mountain again, only to find that the door was still red and drums were everywhere, scaring it to turn around and run back. I never dared to come out again from this year. It is said that I starved to death in the mountains and forests.

Later, people turned the prevention of "Year" and "Drive Year" into a safe and steady New Year. "Nian" is gone, but the custom of Chinese New Year is still there.

Bright red Spring Festival couplets, brilliant lights, crisp firecrackers, loud gongs and drums, year after year.

4. What is the best 200-word composition for traditional festivals in China? Our traditional culture in China is profound and has a long history.

Today, I want to introduce the traditional culture of China-paper-cutting! There are many kinds of paper-cuts, such as window grilles, wedding flowers, fireworks, shoe flowers, door rafts, Wanzhou cloth shadows, fragrant flowers, paper-cut flowers, paper-cut flags, paper-cut Chinese characters, paper-cut pictures and so on. The content of paper-cut contains a strong flavor of life.

People's familiar and favorite fish, insects, birds and animals, flowers and trees, pavilions and bridges have all become paper-cut patterns. Whenever China New Year is a holiday or a happy event, people will cut some words, such as "Fu" and "Xi", to celebrate.

Paper-cutting painting is cutting a picture on a piece of paper. Let's look at this "scholar" first. There is a gentleman reading a book, and the book is on it. At first glance, he looks like a scholar. Look at this "Phoenix Beats Peony". There is a phoenix playing on the peony like a child ... China has many traditional cultures, such as calligraphy, embroidery, drama and so on.

Well, are there many traditional cultures in China?

5. "My Favorite Traditional Festival in China" Composition 200 words There are many traditional festivals in China, and I like the Spring Festival best. During the Spring Festival, red lanterns are hung on the streets, and red couplets are posted on every household. Some beat gongs and drums, some dance dragons and lions ... These activities are very lively, and everyone's face is filled with festive joy. But do you know why people do this during the Spring Festival? Actually, there is a wonderful story here. Now let me tell you. Once upon a time, there was a village. On the back hill of the village, there is a kind of harmful animal called Nian. Every new year's eve, it will go down the mountain to harm people. One year before New Year's Eve, people packed their things and prepared to leave the village to take refuge in the city. At this time, an old beggar came and said to everyone, "Don't be afraid. I am most afraid of being red and most afraid of being noisy. " Hearing this, people piled some bamboo in their yard. When they lit them, bang, bang, Nian was scared away. Since then, people have lived a happy life. In this way, the story has been passed down from mouth to mouth and has been passed down to this day. Ah! China's traditional culture is really splendid. As the next generation of the motherland, we should carry forward our traditional culture in China.

According to your experience and understanding, choose a traditional festival of the Chinese nation and write an explanatory essay: ① Tomb-Sweeping Day is an ancient festival of the Chinese nation.

(2) Like beginning of spring and Rainwater, it is first a solar term in the sense of meteorology, usually on April 5th, followed by a traditional festival with strong humanistic significance. (3) Tomb-Sweeping Day in the humanistic sense originated from the Cold Food Festival and became famous in Du Mu's "It rains in the Qingming Festival and pedestrians on the road want to die" after the Tang Dynasty.

④ The activities in Tomb-Sweeping Day are different from visiting relatives and friends during the Spring Festival, paying New Year greetings, eating glutinous rice balls and playing dragon lanterns during the Lantern Festival. It is mainly to visit graves, hang paper and burn incense, remember ancestors and express grief. In addition, it is near the end of spring, and the cold has receded, which has evolved into an outdoor activity of spring fitness, adding its modern elements. (2 13 words).

Among the traditional festivals I am interested in, I like the Spring Festival best, because it is the biggest traditional folk festival in China.

Every Spring Festival, the streets are covered with red lanterns, and every household is plastered with Spring Festival couplets, with colorful flags fluttering. Shopping malls are crowded with people, and buying new year's goods is very lively.

It's New Year! My mother will prepare a lot of food and buy me beautiful new clothes. Dad bought fireworks. "Bang, bang, bang."

Firecrackers sounded, fireworks exploded in the air, and colorful stripes fell down, just like fairy scattered flowers, which were beautiful. Grandparents smiled and gave us red envelopes and said, "Happy New Year! Learning progress! " I took the red envelope and said, "Thank you, grandparents, and wish you a long and healthy life!" " "My father, mother, grandpa and grandma all came into the room. We watched the party while eating fruit. How happy we are! How lively the Spring Festival is! I like the Spring Festival.

8. How to write a 200-word essay about traditional festivals? Who moved my cake?

Finally, I bought a delicious chocolate cake with my pocket money. Smell it, ah, use it.

My deskmate's words are: My saliva has flowed down three times, thousands of feet! Be careful along the way, it's really on your head.

I'm afraid of falling into the world and melting in my mouth. I am really afraid that if anything happens to the chocolate cake, I will eat it delicious.

Afternoon tea will be ruined. I was scared on the road and finally got home. I quickly put down the cake and it finally came loose.

One breath.

I put the cake in my room, deliberately half-closed the door, and then hurried downstairs to go to the toilet.

Wash your hands and get ready to taste delicious cakes by yourself. Finally, I bought the cake and washed my hands.

Finally, I ate. I hurried upstairs and accidentally fell down. Oh, my feet are bleeding! Hum,

My feet are not good, my feet are not good, I have to wait a few minutes before I can eat. After putting on the hemostatic patch, I dare not.

I walked so fast that I had to go upstairs step by step. Hey, why is the door closed? Is it the wind? Impossible, in

How can it be windy in such a hot day! What the hell is going on? I think running in. Ah, mine

Cake! I guessed that the cake might have been stolen, so I ran to my room. Cake, my cake, soon

Gone with the Wind in a few minutes. How did this happen? Am I dreaming? No, the truth tells me that I

The cake was really stolen, and the person who stole the cake was still a thief! He's really great,

Steal the cake for a few minutes, and steal it when you just bought it to wash your hands. How did he know?

I have a cake at this time. Hum, it must be a domestic thief! So, who could it be? Left Gone with the Wind.

Cake, for the delicious spoiled afternoon tea, for the growling stomach, I decided to grab this hateful one.

Thief, get justice!