Sixth grade composition on Double Ninth Festival

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The composition of the sixth grade Double Ninth Festival is 1 1 the ninth day of the tenth lunar month, which is a traditional Double Ninth Festival. Because grandpa said he wanted to buy a pair of sports shoes, my father took my little brother and me to accompany him to the supermarket in RT Mart.

Dad parked the car in the parking lot and we walked into the supermarket together. As soon as I entered the supermarket, I encountered unprecedented difficulties. The shoe buyer is on the third floor. To get to the third floor, I have to take the elevator. Grandpa had a stroke and it was difficult to walk, so he had to rely on crutches. What should I do?

I thought of this question before I came, but I imagined that grandpa would be fine as long as he walked up and then walked down, but this was not the case. Grandpa's feet trembled as soon as he stepped on them. Although my little brother is only five years old, according to his father's orders, he first took grandpa's crutches and other things to the elevator and waited for us at the elevator.

Grandpa is waiting at the elevator, dad is holding him, and I am standing at the elevator waiting for grandpa. Everyone who passed by turned to look at us. Dad saw that the elevator was empty, so he was ready to let grandpa go up. Grandpa raised his right foot and stepped on the elevator board. As the elevator was moving forward, he was pulled up as soon as he stood up. At this time, Grandpa's right hand was shaking, and I held Grandpa. After a while, at the end of the elevator, grandpa's feet showed no signs of moving at all. The whole person slipped and his right hand was shaking all the time. At this time, grandpa clung to the handrail next to him and refused to move forward. The staff pushing a long string of shopping carts behind them turned left hard and didn't meet grandpa.

I didn't realize there was an elevator on the third floor below. What should I do? I can't help it. I can only hold on for a while. Same as before. We let our little brother go up first, and then helped grandpa get on the elevator. But when he got out of the elevator, he met with more difficult difficulties. Grandpa refused to let go of the handrail. Why didn't I take his hand away? The people coming up from behind were crowded into a pile. Dad immediately pulled grandpa over, and the elevator finally cleared.

On this double ninth festival, we children have worked hard enough to help grandpa, but I think grandpa must be very happy. This is what our younger generation should do, because the Double Ninth Festival is originally a festival for the elderly.

Double Ninth Festival Composition 2 Double Ninth Festival, a traditional festival in China. On this day, we respect our elders and respect the elderly, making it their festival.

After school early, I suddenly remembered that today is the Double Ninth Festival and I am going back to my grandmother's house for dinner. I turned around and walked happily.

At the door, grandpa started sewing, wearing reading glasses and looking very serious. "Grandpa, I'm back. Happy Double Ninth Festival. " I am here. "Good good! Put down your schoolbag, wash your hands and come and help me. " Grandpa gestured, still staring at the eye of a needle. "okay. No problem. " I smiled and rushed to the room to put down my schoolbag and wash my hands. Walk slowly while shaking hands.

"What is it? Grandpa. " I look confused. Grandpa didn't react, so I called "grandpa, grandpa." "Oh, my ears are not very good. Come and help me pass the needle. " Grandpa smiled awkwardly, the wrinkles on his face crowded together, and suddenly he felt a lot older.

"Let me see." I took a needle and thread. I don't usually help grandpa, and I don't often come to see him on Saturday and Sunday. I seriously raised the needle, stared at the small hole of the needle, pinched the thread, aimed, and rowed slowly. "Come on, Grandpa." I handed it in. "Thank you, ok, you go and do your homework." After listening, he turned and left.

I saw grandpa accidentally pull the thread on his head and the needle fell to the ground. Instead of stopping me, he asked me for help. The constant feeling in my heart gave me a push and I picked it up again. "I'll do it." Facing the sky, a blue, white and blue communication is like running water, which can't be caught or touched, just like running water rushing away. After getting dressed, he handed it to grandpa carefully. "That's nice, it's nice to bother you." Grandpa said my heart was sour. Granddaughter helped grandpa thread the needle, and grandpa said it was troublesome. I bit my lower lip.

Looking back, the transmission of sunlight covered grandpa's head with a silver line, and time carved traces of years on his face. Grateful to the elders, time will not stay, only filial piety can not wait, even if it is to help the family thread.

The Double Ninth Festival is one of the traditional festivals of our Chinese nation. The ninth day of the ninth lunar month is the Double Ninth Festival every year. The Double Ninth Festival is in autumn, which is a crisp autumn season. During the Double Ninth Festival, China has a tradition of climbing mountains to enjoy autumn and respect for the elderly. Therefore, the Double Ninth Festival is also called the Festival for the Elderly.

Wang Wei, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty in China, once wrote a poem about the Double Ninth Festival, entitled "Thinking of My Shandong Brothers in the Mountain Festival": Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every festival. Far away, I know that there is a man in the dogwood where my brother climbs the mountain. This poem depicts the author's double yearning for his loved ones on the traditional Double Ninth Festival.

This year's Double Ninth Festival, in order to realize the traditional festival of China-Double Ninth Festival, my parents and I came to Xiangshan, the most famous mountain in Beijing. We climbed the mountain along the foothills and saw the beautiful scenery on the mountain. We also saw many old people climbing along the foothills. We climbed to the top of the mountain and saw many old people celebrating their festival-Old People's Day at the top of Xiangshan Mountain. Some of them sing, some dance and celebrate in different ways. Among them sat an old man and several grandmothers. The old man sat on a stool and played Ode to Joy on the accordion. The tune is cheerful, beautiful and intoxicating. The grandmother next to her accompanied the grandfather with cymbals, drums and other instruments, and the music was very beautiful under the performance of this small band. Many old people around the band danced and sang to their heart's content, which made people feel like they were in a fairyland on earth.

After visiting Xiangshan, my parents and I set off for grandma's house and grandma's house to send our deep blessings to the elderly. According to the old custom, this year's Double Ninth Festival village committee distributed condolences to grandparents, which reflected the concern and love of the whole society for the elderly, and the wind of respecting and loving the elderly spread all over China.

In the past, 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.

Sixth grade double ninth festival composition 4 double ninth festival, it is old people's day again. Respecting, respecting and loving the elderly are the traditional virtues of our Chinese nation. "Being in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every holiday ..." So I decided to go into Shahe nursing home again and spend a meaningful Double Ninth Festival with my grandparents.

Walking into the familiar gate, the hospital looks very deserted. On the bench sat a few grandparents in twos and threes, listlessly basking in the warm autumn sun, and occasionally opened their eyes and looked at passers-by indifferently. We walked up the stairs and the activity room was empty. I opened the milk, bananas and grapes, and I went to the supermarket to carefully select the food suitable for the elderly. From room to room, I affectionately shouted, Grandpa Wang is sleeping, whose hard of hearing is Grandma Xiong ... present gifts with both hands, introduce myself in my mouth, and wish my grandparents a long and healthy life. Grandparents happily accepted the gift and praised me with a smile.

Grandma Zhang told me to sit down in the chair in front of her door, holding my hand with her dry hand, looking at me kindly and asking my name, age, school ... I also asked my grandmother how she was. How was your meal? Do the children come often? You are chatting with me sentence by sentence. When I left, Grandma Zhang told me not to bring gifts in the future, but to come and chat. They were all very satisfied and encouraged me to study hard, get into a good university and be a useful person. ...

At this time, grandparents in the yard came back one after another. I took the initiative to perform the program prepared for everyone, Allegro "Busy at Two Ends" and "Cheating to Sit", and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became lively. Humorous language and exaggerated movements made grandparents laugh. They clapped their hands and shouted "one more, one more" like children.

The gathering is short-lived, and we can still see grandparents waving their hands reluctantly, looking forward to ... "The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind will not stop, and the child wants to raise it." We should seize the present and spend time honoring our elders. What they need most is the simplest company!

In this golden season, the old people always smile! Old people's favorite programs are carried out all over the country, such as yangko, playing classical music, climbing high and looking far ... Grandparents sing and dance to celebrate their festivals, and the Double Ninth Festival is catching up with the "Nine", and every household is happy.

In the quiet evening, I stood alone under a tree beside the boulevard, and the sunshine was weaving obliquely, passing through the scattered leaves carefully and casting mottled sparks in my eyes. However, I can't get warmth from that light at all, but I feel a kind of coldness emanating from my bone marrow. Look at the yellow leaves. Even in this warm wind, they will tremble with cold. If they can't hold on, they will fall down and dance like a beautiful butterfly, and then they will be lonely. Wrapped up and left, I felt like those abandoned and forgotten leaves, far away from my relatives and friends, breathing strange air and chewing the bitter fruit of my thoughts in this distant city.

Outside the window, an autumn wind blew, and I looked up at the dead leaves dancing in the air. Suddenly I feel that they are like natural stationery, and care is a universal stamp. Dead leaves use up their last life and burn into pure sunshine, sending warmth and blessings to countless relatives and friends in different places, so that the world is no longer lonely. It turns out that as long as the soul mates, distance can never stop the truth; In fact, as long as the true feelings last forever, the end of the world is only close at hand.

"A stranger in a foreign land misses his family on holidays. I know from a distance where my brother climbed, and there is one person missing from the dogwood. " Through the clouds of history, it is another year's Double Ninth Festival, and then praise the classics, just like that voice. ...

Composition 6 of the Sixth Grade Double Ninth Festival is another year of Double Ninth Festival. Outside the window, hibiscus is laughing and Qiuju is in bloom. At this moment, I can't help thinking of an old man.

When I was a child, my parents worked in other places, and my grandmother and I lived in the country. It's very cold in our place in winter, and grandma's hand is cracked again, and it feels rough. I suggest grandma buy a pair of gloves, so that her hands will not be so cold. But every time my grandmother said to me, "no, some things can be saved to pay your tuition." Seeing that it is cold, I am old and I am not afraid of this kind of pain. On the contrary, your skin is tender. If it's freezing badly, how can I study? " I was deeply moved by grandma's words, suppressed my inner excitement and quietly dried my hands in front of the kang.

This school will hold a painting competition. My hands are red with cold, and I seriously practice painting on my desk. Grandma saw it, told me to keep warm, and then went out shopping. At that time, my mind was full of doubts: grandma seldom went out to buy things, and she usually scrimped and saved. Now we have everything at home. What did she go out to buy? Then I lowered my head and continued to draw.

The night before the game, grandma went to his room after work and somehow closed the door. Aunt Zhang next door came to send us cookies. Grandma used to love them. Somehow, she asked him out to eat, but she wouldn't come out anyway. She also said that there was something unfinished and told me not to go in. Isn't it all over? Do you still have a job? I shook my head and went to eat cookies.

The next day, I will take part in the competition. Grandma prepared painting supplies for me before going out. When I walked out of the door not far away, my grandmother stopped me and gave me a pair of pink gloves made of wool. My grandmother said to me, "It's so cold today. How can I get the first place when my hands are frozen? " Take it, have a good game, grandma is waiting for your good news! "Say that finish, also send me a smile. I was moved. Isn't this piece of wool grandma's love for me? I walked to school with tears in my eyes. ...

Outside the window, who sang the familiar song "September 9th"? Ah! On this beautiful day, may all the old people in the world be safe and have a comfortable smile on their faces.

The ninth day of the ninth lunar month is the traditional Double Ninth Festival, also called "Old People's Day". The Double Ninth Festival on March 3, also known as "stepping in autumn" and "stepping in spring", is a family matter. On this day, all relatives of the Double Ninth Festival will climb the mountain together to "avoid disaster", insert dogwood and enjoy chrysanthemums. Today is the Double Ninth Festival. Today, I want to work hard by myself, not let grandma work hard.

In the morning, grandma changed her clothes and got up to make breakfast for her father before she came back from shopping.

Let the water boil, beat the eggs, then pour in the beaten eggs while stirring the water, wait for the water to boil for a few minutes, then turn off the fire and pour in some sugar. Dad's breakfast is ready.

Grandma doesn't do housework in the morning, so I just lean on the bed and read.

At noon, grandma began to work in the kitchen. I jumped out of bed and ran to the kitchen to help grandma.

Break the water spinach one by one, and then wash it with clear water. Pull off the ugly leaves and drain them for grandma to eat. Grandma began to cook. When a plate of delicious fried spinach was served on the table, I realized one thing-it was time for me to wash the pot.

I gave the washed pot to grandma, and grandma began to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

I beat eggs, cut tomatoes, put grandma on the sofa to rest and told her.

She: "Grandma, I'll do it. You have a rest! " ""well, the child is sensible! " Grandma nodded her head.

Golden eggs with red tomatoes are bright in color and sweet and sour in taste. Why do I know this smell? Because I stole a bite.

Take out a bowl of delicious broth from the pressure cooker and put it on the table. Eat!

Grandma helped us to have a good meal, so I began to eat rudely.

I've been helping my grandmother until the evening. At the end of the day, I'm exhausted.

After the Double Ninth Festival, I realized how hard grandma worked every day!

This time, I like the Double Ninth Festival.

Sixth grade double ninth festival composition 8 climb to eat double ninth festival cake. Did everyone guess? Yes, it's the Double Ninth Festival. The Double Ninth Festival is Saturday, but unfortunately there are classes, so I plan to have a happy Double Ninth Festival for my family after school.

After school, I followed the trend of the general crowd and walked out of the school gate. Walking on my way home, I was thinking about how to let the people I love have a happy Double Ninth Festival. When I got home, I suddenly saw the Chongyang cake sold by the roadside. My eyebrows tightened and my plan came to my mind. ...

I bought Chongyang cake quietly, and it was still warm when I took it home. It was delicious. I finished my homework quickly again, and when grandpa came back, I helped him to rub his back. Grandpa finally came back. I pulled him onto the sofa and rubbed his back. He paused for a moment, but soon recovered. He said to me, "Little thing, when did you become so sensible?" I also answered very naughty: "I won't tell you, hee hee." "I'll hit you if you don't tell me!" "I won't tell you." I immediately jumped up from the sofa and jumped to the ground. In this way, my grandfather and I kept fighting until dinner.

When eating, I put the Chongyang cake on the dining table with a bang. My parents were taken aback and said in unison, "Why did you buy Chongyang cake?" "ah? You forgot that today is the Double Ninth Festival! Double Ninth Festival! " I was shocked by my parents and cried. Mom smiled and said, "It's not that we forgot. We all bought Chongyang cake for everyone to eat! " "When I said this, my mother, father and grandfather all took out their double ninth festival cakes from under the table. I was taken aback, but then I smiled again: "There are four double ninth festival cakes, let's each have one. Let's go! "Our family enjoyed this dinner very much, and we also agreed to go out for a walk at night!

The stars are shining, the moon is dancing, and our family is walking on the bridge. We are happy talking and laughing, but the happy time is always short and unforgettable. I really hope that every day is so happy, so complete and so happy. ...

I had a good time this Double Ninth Festival, and of course, so did my family.

Composition 9 of the Sixth Grade Double Ninth Festival: "Being in a foreign land, I miss my relatives every festive season." This famous sentence of Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei made me miss my dear grandma more on this special day of Double Ninth Festival.

Every night, as long as there are shining stars in the sky, I will go to see the biggest and brightest one, because my mother told me that you are watching us.

Dear grandma, your favorite baby Xiao Xiao is 1 1 years old. When you left us, my mother told me that you were asleep. I never thought you would sleep so long. I didn't know the true meaning of losing my life at that time, and I didn't know that parting with my loved ones was so heartbreaking.

I don't know how to leave you, but I will never see your kind smile again; Can no longer lie in your arms coquetry; You can't eat the delicious food you cooked after school; I will never hear your beautiful story again during my lunch break; When my mother and I quarreled, no one protected me and comforted me; You can't give me a red envelope when I get my certificate back; When I play the piano, there is no audience like you who only cheer for me without giving advice; I can no longer fight with you on the chessboard in my spare time; There is no old urchin like you to play with me when traveling; I can't have fun guessing brain teasers with you anymore; I will never learn to play Tai Ji Chuan with you again; I can't appreciate your wonderful billiards skills anymore ... Grandma, if I knew, how much I would cherish every minute with you!

My kind grandmother, your wisdom, cheerfulness, optimism and perseverance have left us inexhaustible spiritual wealth; I will remember your endless love and care for me all my life. Although you have left us, your voice and smile often appear in front of my eyes, and your deep love for your children and grandchildren still warms us all. It is because of your eternal love that we feel that you are always with us!

Dear grandma, you are an angel who will never fall to earth and protect us in heaven. May my endless thoughts turn into the beautiful autumn wind of the Double Ninth Festival and float to the beautiful paradise. ...

Today is the Double Ninth Festival. Dad drove to grandma's house early in the morning.

Along the way, we listened to music and enjoyed the beautiful scenery outside the window. The fields are golden, the maple trees are red, and the fields are filled with the happy laughter of farmers' uncles. ...

In the rice fields not far away, we seem to see the busy figures of grandparents. My mother told my father to stop the car quickly. My mother and I jumped out of the car and walked over the spindle steps, shouting, "grandma, grandpa!" " "Grandma heard the sound, put down the sickle and ran to us. As soon as we met, grandma hugged me and said, "who did I think it was?" "! It turned out to be my baby granddaughter! Go back first! It's sunny here. It'll get tanned. "I quickly said," Grandma, it's all right! Just bask in it! Let me help you collect rice today! " So, grandma took us to the field and said, "You'd better go to rice!" " "Grandma showed us first.

At first, I thought it was very simple to thresh rice, that is, hold the rice in your hand, put the end with rice ears in the rice thresher and step on a few feet! But it's not that easy to do. As soon as I put the rice in, I stepped on it. As a result, all the particles hit my face Grandma rushed over and said, "No, no, it's a waste of rice." "What shall we do?" I humbly asked my grandmother, who kindly said, "Beating rice is actually threshing. There is a big wheel in the thresher. Only when the wheel turns forward can you step on the pedal and let the food get home safely, otherwise it will spill all over your face. We are busy in vain! " I see. I worked hard to get rice according to grandma's method.

After the rice harvest, my parents and I went back to my grandmother's house and prepared a sumptuous dinner for my grandparents. At sunset, our family of five ate dinner under the lamp, talking and laughing, and the room was full of laughter and laughter from the whole family.

Composition of the Sixth Grade Double Ninth Festival 1 1 The ninth day of the ninth lunar month is the Double Ninth Festival and the Day for the Elderly. On that day, everyone in China will never forget the custom of the Double Ninth Festival. Some brew chrysanthemum wine; Some climb high and insert dogwood; Others strolled in the autumn wind, reciting the poem "Being in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every holiday" in Wang Wei's "Vacation on the Mountain". And my double ninth festival is also very meaningful.

In the afternoon, I made an appointment with He Zixian and Wang Jinglin to do something good for the grandma in the community. When I came to grandma's house, grandma was busy cooking. When she saw us, her wrinkled face suddenly smiled. We quickly said, "grandma, today is the festival for the elderly, and we will accompany you." Don't be busy, let's help you. "Grandma nodded and sat down. We began to beat her legs, back, comb her hair and tell her interesting things that happened in our school. Grandma listened and smiled, with a happy look on her face.

Time flies, it's already evening. We should go home and say to grandma, "grandma, we should go back, or mom and dad will be in a hurry." "Good, good, thank you for coming with me today. I am really happy today. " We quickly said, "Never mind, today is your holiday. You should have a good rest. Let's go back. Bye, grandma! " "

When I get home in the evening, I also call my grandparents who are far away from home to extend my holiday greetings and wish them good health and a long life.

Through this activity, I understand that the elderly are our elders and we are the continuation of their lives. When they were young, they raised us and devoted their whole lives to the next generation. All they need now is for us to go home often, so we should spend more time with them so that they will not be lonely.

The annual Double Ninth Festival is coming, and my mother takes me to visit my parents-in-law with supplements.

When I arrived at my mother-in-law's house, my mother smiled and said to me, "Xin Wei, what should I say and write when I meet my parents-in-law?" Hearing this, I immediately lowered my head, sipped my mouth and smiled. Without saying anything, I ran into my uncle's room to play computer. The mother said helplessly, "This girl is just afraid of talking." My mother-in-law smiled and said, "What can I say? My mother-in-law is very happy to see her. It is a waste of money to buy so many things! " At noon, my mother-in-law cooked a lot of my favorite dishes, put them in front of me and kept stuffing them into my bowl. After dinner, my mother-in-law took me to the supermarket to buy food. I bought some snacks when I arrived at the supermarket. Although my mother-in-law said it was not good to eat snacks, she still took them with her. Suddenly on the stationery shelf, I saw some beautiful greeting cards. I am very touched and want to buy it. My mother-in-law asked, "What's the use of buying greeting cards?"

"Here you are." "Give it to your mother-in-law and make one yourself."

My mother-in-law's words remind me that on Teacher's Day, the school called on us to make our own greeting cards for teachers to express our blessings. I made a card for my mother-in-law today. When I got home, I got into my uncle's room, closed the door and started making greeting cards. I first took out a piece of white paper and folded it in half, drew a big "love" on the top floor, then hollowed it out with scissors, and then drew some marigold flowers representing gratitude on the bottom floor, drawing a pair of big hands holding a pair of small hands. Finally, I wrote my own poem on it: Mother-in-law, you have knitted your concern for me into a soft sweater.

Grandma, you have turned your concern for me into delicious food. Mother-in-law, you hide your concern for me in the reward of your study.

Mother-in-law, you turned your concern for me into a kind smile. I wish my parents-in-law good health and happiness every day!

After writing, I handed the greeting card to my working mother-in-law, who opened it and read it happily. After reading it, his wrinkled face showed the light of joy and repeatedly praised: "Xin Wei is really capable. The greeting card is better than what he bought, and he can write poems. " After listening to my mother-in-law's praise, I smiled shyly, but my heart was flattered.

The composition of the sixth grade double ninth festival 13 is another year's cycle, a double ninth festival in September. Go to the top of the mountain with Wang Wei to "remember the Shandong brothers", go to the battlefield to enjoy "the yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant", and go back to my heart to accompany myself to miss my relatives far away.

1999 I heard the story of Chongyang, only to know that it was the day to meet my relatives, drinking chrysanthemum wine and smelling dogwood. 1999, chrysanthemums are in full bloom, but I am thousands of miles away from my relatives. Chongyang has been with me for twelve years, but I have never been back to my hometown to spend the holidays with my relatives.

Chongyang represents the elderly in the year of hanging curtains. This day is to honor and care for the elderly. I climbed to the top of the mountain, looking for the white clouds in my hometown and looking for my hometown under the white clouds. My mind is full of thoughts, and my heart is fluctuating, like on the waves. I saw grandma tiptoeing around wrapping jiaozi under the white clouds. The wrinkles on her face are like a beautiful daisy, and every petal is filled with a smile. I saw grandpa, and he greeted us hopefully. I also met my grandparents who were buried in their homeland. They are busy for our arrival, shuttling between hot pot and cold stove. But these are just beautiful memories and fantasies. True relatives have long been in my heart, hanging over my thoughts.

Chongyang, there is no chrysanthemum wine, no fragrant dogwood, only my distant mountain overlooking, pinning my homesickness.

Bless you and wish you good health; Sincerely bless you and wish you peace forever. Although I didn't spend the Double Ninth Festival with my relatives, I hope my kindness can be passed on to you, my dear relatives on the Loess Plateau, with the coolness of autumn wind and the fragrance of chrysanthemums. I hope my relatives can understand my heart and know what I mean.

The Double Ninth Festival has passed, and it has gone with my thoughts and sadness. I will still remember my hometown under that white cloud!

Composition 14 is the sixth grade Double Ninth Festival. With the cool breeze of this autumn and the fragrance of osmanthus, we ushered in another Double Ninth Festival last Saturday. This is a festival that represents the meeting of the sun and the moon in September, a festival that symbolizes a long time, and a festival that respects, respects and loves the elderly.

Respecting the elderly is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation, which has been handed down from generation to generation for thousands of years. Confucius believes that if children only support their parents and don't respect them, let alone treat them with a happy attitude, it is not true filial piety to the elderly. Mencius further put forward: "I am old and people are old." It means that while supporting and honoring your elders, you should also care for and care for other elderly people who are not related to you by blood.

Students' grandparents, grandparents, they must be old. They have made great contributions to the development of society and devoted all their efforts to their children. We should respect and love them and care about their health.

Double Ninth Festival, homophonic "Jiujiu", means longevity. I think this is also the significance of making "Double Ninth Festival" into "Festival for the Elderly".

The old people's love for us is broad and selfless; We pay little attention to the elderly. Many times, we always take it for granted that our palms are up, but we ignore giving them an umbrella in rainy days, handing them a cup of hot tea after work and rubbing their shoulders before going to bed. ...

Students, from now on, let's work together, start from every little thing around us, carry forward the traditional virtues of "respecting, loving and helping the elderly", and make Fu Bao Middle School a demonstration campus of "filial piety and respect for the elderly"!

Then, let's spend the Double Ninth Festival with more old people! When riding, take the initiative to get up and give up your seat to the elderly; When queuing, take the initiative to let the old man stand in front of himself; When crossing the road, take the initiative to help the elderly around you ... This simple getting up, simple humility and simple help is a respect for life, time and lofty quality.

Finally, I wish all the old people in the world a happy holiday, good health, always smile and always be happy!

Today, it is the ninth day of September-the Double Ninth Festival.

On this day, Xiaohong's family is eating their full meal and watching the news. Xiaohong asked, "Mom, today's news is all about old people, nothing else." Mother said while knitting a sweater, "Double Ninth Festival, of course, refers to the elderly." Xiaohong was puzzled: "Speaking of old people, why didn't I see grandma on TV?" Mom and dad both laughed. "Hey, not all the old people are on TV, only some." Little red dot nodded his head.

After watching the news, mom and dad urged Xiaohong to do his homework, while dad grabbed the newspaper next to him and watched it with relish. Grandma sat in a chair and beat her legs: "Hey, the old man is useless." This leg is getting worse. "Dad picked up the newspaper again:" Mom, no, you are not old. ""Yes, you still walk so hard. " "Think about it. Five years ago, I dug this potted flower from the mountain at home and gave it to you to move for good luck. Now that the flowers are so big, my legs can never climb to the top of the high mountain. " Xiaohong listened, and quickly came over to help grandma beat her back and massage her legs. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she ran to the kitchen.

Xiaohong in the kitchen wiped her sweat and cut fragrant ripe grapefruit. She took the plate with grapefruit to the living room, but she kept swallowing it. She stared at the grapefruit and gave it to her grandmother: "Grandma, have a grapefruit!" " "No, help yourself!" "Grandma, you can eat a piece! I can repay your care for many years! You gave birth to your father and you got me! And you do everything wholeheartedly, without any negligence, which leads to so many white hairs! Can't I be filial to you? " Grandma burst into tears. "Good granddaughter, my good granddaughter!" Grandma reached for the grapefruit. Grandma and Xiaohong smiled at each other. Xiaohong said sweetly, "Grandma, Happy Double Ninth Festival!" "

Mom and dad saw it, and their tears narrowed into a line with laughter. They kept bragging, "You are so sensible tonight! You are so filial. ...