Mid-Autumn Festival composition (600 -700 words) requires: it is best to be close to high school, and because I have to go back to school in the Mid-Autumn Festival today, I definitely can't enjoy the

Mid-Autumn Festival composition (600 -700 words) requires: it is best to be close to high school, and because I have to go back to school in the Mid-Autumn Festival today, I definitely can't enjoy the moon. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, I looked up at the sky and saw a full moon, but it was not the bright full moon we often say. There are layers of clear clouds in the sky, like smoke and fog, shrouded in moonlight. The halo of the moon is just the matchmaker between the full moon and the clear cloud. Holding it between the two, it is charming without usurping the role of master.

Some people say that the new moon is like a bud, the half moon is like a gourd ladle, and the full moon is like a bright eye. It seems that it is really inappropriate to use a full moon with bright eyes in the Mid-Autumn Festival. There is a proverb that says "Yun Zheyue is on August 15th". Clouds are born and the moon is hidden, mysterious and blurred. Although the full moon of this Mid-Autumn Festival is not as good as that in the eyes of Xi Zi, it has a unique atmosphere.

I would like to walk in the clouds with the moon and listen to her telling ancient legends; I would also like to stand in a quiet place and stare quietly. However, all this turned into soft moonlight on me. This is a real contact and a blessing from an old friend. Many people are willing to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival indoors, but I prefer to listen to the songs of the moon on a quiet night, on a high balcony, or outdoors, and feel "the moon is clear until night".

I have read the poem "A family didn't take a private photo until the end of the day" in Cao Song's Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon in the Tang Dynasty, and I have also read the poem "Emei Mountain Moon Song" by Li Bai, "Emei Mountain is half full of autumn, and Qiang water falls flat. In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, missing Yuzhou. There is also Mr. Zhu Ziqing's Moonlight on the Lotus Pond. Among these rare masterpieces, Cao Song's poems express injustice, Emei Mountain's monthly songs express the thoughts of old friends, and Mr. Zhu's articles express sadness. They all write about the moon. The selflessness and fairness of the moon shine on the earth, and the faint moonlight of the moon gives people comfort, even though they are not all full moons in the Mid-Autumn Festival. The moon has always been a symbol of missing, gentleness and tranquility. Especially in the Mid-Autumn Festival, how many poets see things and write down masterpieces handed down from generation to generation; How many parting people are disappointed. But I'm not so sad. I remember the earthquake in Taiwan Province Province, which touched me and the hearts of hundreds of millions of people in China, and let warm love cross the ocean. The moon in Mid-Autumn Festival seems to be crying silently for this touching move. She, a busy messenger, conveys the comfort of the people of the motherland through her. Then, what originally symbolizes missing, gentleness, beauty and tranquility should be added with care and help, so that helpless people can think of hope and the beauty of tomorrow when they see her. Although this moonlight is not as hot as the sun, it can evoke more associations-in times of difficulty, someone must extend a selfless hand to help you and warm you. This association is not secular begging, but the nature of our young life on the earth-humanity. All rivers run into the sea, and the Mid-Autumn Festival full moon seems to be a calm sea, absorbing everyone's thoughts. In her gentleness and quietness, the waves of thoughts are slowly released and turned into groups around her. This is the artistic conception, injecting new symbols.

May this artistic conception cleanse my old thoughts and wash away the injustice in the world. Maybe you still have some old ideas about this full moon, my friend, please open the floodgate of your mind and think about tomorrow and your own "heart moon"

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Looking back suddenly, it's Mid-Autumn Festival again. Fragments of osmanthus blossom silently, leaving a faint fragrance. On the desk calendar, the remaining thin pages symbolize the years. At this time, those poems about the bright moon and acacia are all broken sentences, overlapping line by line, carrying the gibberish of the world of mortals and the silence of the night, quietly coming.

There are few people at night. I want to find a path, walk quietly and listen leisurely. I heard the loneliness and sadness of playing "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon". "A piece of sadness reflects the spring moonlight, and the divine comedy is still there." "Look at the charm of Songtao dance" flowing water "."The mountains are green and the water is green, and it is difficult to find a bosom friend through the ages. "... the melody is carefree and bright, and the artistic conception is tortuous, which is a chanting sound and a mumbling echo. With the faint fragrance of tea on the table, my thoughts are like this cup of green tea, with faint wind and water. Illuminated the rhyme of Qin opera, illuminated the three thousand sleeves floating on the earth. In the noisy world of mortals, I picked up petals of my heart that fell to the ground one after another and listened to songs. I hope that the water marks scattered in the depths of the years will spread and overflow in each other's hearts, just like flowers forever.

When singing in the long night, the mark is clear, under the moonlight, the shadows are entangled and condensed, and the eyebrows in the memory are still as clear as yesterday. I just want to cross the waters of Qian Shan, across the hustle and bustle in the vast sea of people, and across the desolate desert to find you. On the day of parting, self-confidence is two lakes without waves and two lonely moons without clouds. In autumn, the south of China is still full of flowers and green grass. However, in my heart, the stars are changing, the moon is changing, and the days are like years. Walking through the light dust every day, looking up at the sky every night, the bright moon shines sleepless, comforting "thousands of miles away", and Liu Ying is full of loneliness. I know I still spend the Mid-Autumn Festival alone this year.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky is like practicing a dress and washing it. Think of Guanghan Fairy in Na Yue, and think of WU GANG which has been in existence for thousands of years. I don't know when a spoony man can touch the beautiful Chang 'e and let the moon win the laurel, and everything will be fine. Turning to a corner of Jing 'an, in the room of poetry and calligraphy, I plucked the strings to raise the moon, pulled out the fragrance of running water, and turned tender feelings into flowers of ancient legends.

Accompanied by the bright moon and the breeze, stepping on the ancient rhythm, the pen and ink dance has been hanging in the sky all the way. Standing outside the world of mortals, watching Qian Shan's thousands of waters and so on; Looking at five thousand years from afar, it passes gently in my hair, making my heart sound, leaning against the bar is a thousand knots; Perhaps, where the boat passes, there is no trace of water, but as long as the boat passes, there will always be a rhyme in my heart. "The flying flowers have gone to the east wind, and Dangui can stay late." This sentence, like a distant song blowing a tiny flower, falls from my heart and lingers in my heart. Hard to let go of the plot, are reluctant to escape from the prison in the world of mortals. Sometimes addictive, sometimes lonely, why break out of the cocoon and smile.

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Random thoughts on mid-autumn festival

In a blink of an eye, 20 years have passed, and the first full moon night ushered in the joy of spending the Mid-Autumn Festival with my classmates. The cheerful scene has already diluted some worries in my heart, looked up smartly, waved goodbye to the flower season, and trudged on my parents' pain to find another world of my own without hesitation.

With the help of our classmate Qi Xin from Qi Xin, we dressed our place as beautiful as our hut early. I suddenly looked up and saw a moon as round as a jade plate hanging lightly in the sky, as thin as a veil. This just right decoration looks beautiful from a distance, but it is not praised.

Under the orderly arrangement, the activity was intense and wonderful. The first thing that catches your eye is checkers, then chess and Go. Students are very happy in the challenge of intelligence and ability. With great respect and gratitude, on behalf of the class, I also extend my highest respect to the class teacher-flowers at the opening of the party. At the moment, even the head teacher played a game with the students to test their intelligence. This is a happy scene. In the faint music March, everything is so perfect, and suddenly a sense of accomplishment fills my chest. Yes, only by taking the first step can I succeed more happily. Believe in yourself, you can climb the ladder of growth faster.

We have never paid special attention to the moon in the sky like tonight. People like to look at the beautiful scenery under the moon, have dinner and enjoy the scenery, drink and write poems, and dream of reunion, but I like to send things under the moon and daydream in this atmosphere. ...

"Looking at the southeast of the moon, I remember the wandering heart, and I am a loving father of Dr. Mu." Let's salvage the successful flowers under the influence of the moon, human beings and scenery!

"People have joys and sorrows, leaving the bright moon rain or shine." May everyone's dreams come true, and the students will return home with a full load.

"The bright moon is in the sky, and the horizon is * * * at this time" is full of the happiness of family reunion under the moon. Where is the moon? Salvage your wheels in the water, in the sky, in the painting and in your heart!

This month is a month of expectation, attachment, fantasy, romance and missing. Tonight, the moon is like a disk, and I can't see the incomplete regret. Tonight, the moonlight is like water and our friendship is clear. Tonight, the moonlight is like a song, ringing the excitement in our hearts. With you, we sing and hope that we will be happy and enjoy all our dreams. We sincerely pray that the bright, dark, round and missing moon will tell us that we have regrets in life, can endure loneliness, persist in meeting a new round of competition and go further.