Traditional Culture Encyclopedia - Traditional customs - At the end of the composition, there are about 90 words about eating moon cakes in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

At the end of the composition, there are about 90 words about eating moon cakes in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Bright moonlight sprinkled on the dining table, white and bright, "will it have been frosted?" ? "I thought, the moonlight is thin, like frost falling from the sky. There is a big moon shining in the dark night sky, and one corner of it is covered by a light and leisurely cloud. Today's moon is very round. Who made it August 15th? The sky is like a black cloth, which makes people feel quiet. There is a mooncake gift box on the table. The box is very smooth and reflects a faint light in the light. On the box, the words "knowledge of taste" are written, and the red bottom makes me particularly want to eat. As soon as the mooncake box is opened, the taste is gone, and I have no appetite to eat any more. The moon outside the window is big and round. Mid-Autumn Festival is supposed to be a day for family reunion, but my father, a doctor, works the night shift today. I took a bite of the moon cake, and a smell came to my nose, but I didn't think it was fragrant at all. I began to hate my father's career, and I made up my mind not to be a doctor when I grew up. I went to the telephone and dialed my father's cell phone. The sound of "beep-beep-beep" in my ear rang again and again: "Sorry, the number you dialed is not answered for the time being, please dial it later ..." The loneliness in my heart welled up again, and my father stood under the shadowless lamp and stood in front of the operating table to perform surgery! Looking at the moon outside the window, I thought: Chang 'e in the moon palace must be as lonely as me. I looked up and thought of the lonely wolf in the north. The moon cake in my hand was still only bitten by me, the stool on the dining table was still empty, and the moon was still standing alone in the dark night sky. ...