How to write a 800-word essay on the Mid-Autumn Festival in the first year of high school

Mid-Autumn Festival is our country's annual festival, is our happiest festival, we look forward to the stars, look forward to the moon finally look forward to the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival. The following is a 800-word essay on the Senior Mid-Autumn Festival, let's take a look!

Senior Mid-Autumn Festival 800 words essay 1

"Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown." Do you know what festival I'm talking about? Haha, the right answer is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Every year on the 15th day of the 8th month of the lunar calendar, is our traditional festival. It's the time when every overseas traveler misses his or her hometown! It is also the middle of the fall season every year, which is why it is called the Mid-Autumn Festival. It is also the second largest traditional festival in China after the Spring Festival.

Mid-Autumn symbolizes reunion. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, families sit around and enjoy the moon, reunion dinner and mooncakes. Mid-autumn month, the streets and alleys have been selling moon cakes, there are: egg yolk, bean paste, Wu Ren, purple potato? I have been dazzled, drooling. Various flavors of moon cakes colorful, really different forms, moon cakes are not only delicious, but also very beautiful, patterned pressure such as the phoenix dance, free flight.

In my mind, there have been more than 10 Mid-Autumn festivals, but in my mind this year's Mid-Autumn Festival gave me the most profound and beautiful impression.

At night, everyone saw the moon, and the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival was even more round and dear. Like a cute little doll! The whole family came out of the house to gather around a table in the yard in front of the door, and the table was filled with a wide variety of moon cakes, fruits, and cups of bright tea. The whole family looked upward and immediately cheered: a fat, chubby moon looked like my cute little brother. As if the moon saw many people looking at her, she shyly hid behind her cloud mother. The cloud mother looked down and saw that people were waiting happily for the moon to come out! Mother Cloud said, "Don't be shy, go out for a while! Look, there are still many children waiting happily for you to come out. The moon, after repeated persuasion by the cloud mother, finally poked its head out from behind the cloud mother little by little, revealing a joyful smiling face, so innocent and lovely. We cheered again! Who knows in our cheers, the moon doll and shy, half of the face to show, as if she was kissing the cloud mother seems to say to the cloud mother I go out for a while, will be back in a while.

I looked and looked and looked anxiously, and after a long time it was already half past nine. The strange thing is why the moon is still as shy as a doll, hiding behind the clouds and refusing to come out! It is puzzling. After a while, the breeze blew, the cloud mother moved to the north. Finally, the moon doll is no longer shy to look at us. His chubby, round, smiling face was fully revealed. The moon doll strolled in the deep blue night sky, bringing light, longing, and joy to the people enjoying the moon?

Ah! Such a night, such a moon, how do not let me give birth to a kind of wish with the wind as a companion, the moon *** sleep wish it?

The 800-word essay on the Mid-Autumn Festival in the first year of high school2

"The falling sun and the lone rushes fly together, and the autumn water **** the long sky in one color."

The sky has gradually darkened, the setting sun as that was overturned palette general only a little red, reflected in the lake, stained a pool of water. The wind gently whisked across the lake, the water ah, will be swept up the circle ripples, flooding up layers of uneven shades of red to. With the sky at the dying point of the sunset mixed up, but also slowly and into a so bright, so bright, so beautiful round of the moon.

The moon, is a reverie thing. Every time on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there are countless talented people who recite poems. How many beautiful poems will include the moon: there is the literary great Su Shi's "When is the bright moon? When will the moon come out? The poet Li Bai's "Raise a cup to invite the bright moon, and make a trio of shadows." There is the literary and martial arts master Jiaxuan's "The bright moon startles the finches on other branches, and the clear breeze sounds the cicadas in the middle of the night." There is even "The water is clear and shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon." In this Mid-Autumn Festival night, no matter where they are, no matter ancient or modern, there should be countless people across the time and space, *** enjoy the round of the moon, thus also triggering countless reverie?

I was lying on the green grass, looking up at the deep and mysterious night sky. The moon was dancing under the backdrop of the night curtain, surrounded by a few twinkling stars. At this time the night sky was cloaked in a thin veil, giving the night a hint of mystery. The grass was furry, and although it lay on it, it was not prickly, just like a big green natural blanket. Beside the fireflies to meet the light of the moon, along the gentle breeze is also not willing to show weakness like, dance? Picturesque scenery can not help but intoxicated, I closed my eyes to take a nap, my mind suddenly remembered a few days ago in the book read an article "there is a rabbit on the ground": a Mid-Autumn Festival night, Chang'e in the sky in her Moon Palace is trying to share with the Jade Rabbit a few days ago she made a new osmanthus preserves, but saw the spread of disease on earth, many children are seriously ill. The ordinary people did not have candied fruit and other sweets in their homes, and the children could not tolerate the bitter medicine, so they could not be cured. So the kind Chang'e and the Jade Rabbit descended to earth together, the osmanthus preserves to the sick families on earth, until the preserves are distributed to the poor families, the jar of food has been very few.

I silently pondered in my heart, the story of this goodness of the Jade Rabbit Chang'e, is not the moon silently emitting the light of the good quality of the true portrayal?

The moon is like a poem, which supports the thoughts and feelings of countless writers and writers, either happy or sad; the moon is like a painting, reflecting the world's great mountains and beautiful scenery; the moon is like those moving myths and legends, triggering our infinite reverie?

The moon is our most valuable spiritual wealth.

"The moonlight is still the moonlight of the young man, and the color of the nine states is still the frost of Li Bai."

Senior Mid-Autumn Festival 800 words essay 3

The calendar on the electronic panel has turned a new page, and it's the long-lost Mid-Autumn Festival again. Sitting in the control room of the spaceship with my brother, calling my parents far away in the sky, it felt familiar and strange. My brother smiled at me, evoking memories of the past?

It was the Mid-Autumn Festival in the year 2119, and even though the human race had spread its abode to all parts of the galaxy, the ancient traditions remained unbroken. School was already over, and my classmates had gone their separate ways back home. My parents, on the other hand, were on a mission outside the galaxy, and for several years, my brother and I had not waited for our parents to return home.

I sighed as I sat perched on the bow of the ship, watching the stars twinkle, despite being in a vast universe, they were not at all alone. My brother came up to me and whispered, "Let's go to Earth and see the moon." He was still as calm as water in his eyes, but I had long been eager to get up, crank up the control panel, and start heading for Earth.

The ground was silent and desolate, so this was Earth, I shook my head in disappointment. The wars and over-exploitation of mankind had finally made the Earth pass away, as cruel as a child's matricide.

Lifting my head, I saw the moon. Even if the Earth is no longer alive, it still spreads the light from the sun to the earth. The moonlight is a bit cold, but more is a wisp of grief that can not be dissolved. My brother recited an old poem, "Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown." I suddenly remembered my parents taking us on a trip through the galaxies in my childhood, and my hometown was just a spaceship. It turned out that this was the hometown that was missed in the poem, and more should refer to that distant relatives.

Tears trickled out of the corners of my eyes, and when I looked at my brother, he was already in tears and sobbing uncontrollably. He is a person who has not shown his anger and joy since he was a child, and he and I are unable to restrain our thoughts about our loved ones.

Two people stepped off the ship, holograms of their parents. In my long-frozen heart came a tinge of warmth: my parents had said they would come to reunite with us, and though it was in this way, they had not missed their appointment.

Mother wiped away our tears, and as the family sat on the dry ground, father told the story of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Although it has long been familiar, but at this time, I can better understand the meaning of the word "reunion" in the story. Bathed in the moonlight, I feel is pleased, touched and happy?

"Look, my parents are waving at us!" my brother woke me up. My brother woke me up. I excitedly talked to my parents about school life, about my extracurricular work, and about the unexpected reunion on that mid-autumn night in 2119.

Above the Earth, the bright moon still shines; in the middle of the galaxy, the wanderer is no longer alone. In the middle of space, a spaceship is brightly lit, giving people a sense of home, a sense of reunion.

The meaning of reunion is actually very simple. The happiness of being able to talk to your family and reminisce about the past is exactly the kind of reunion that people have been looking forward to for thousands of years.

Mid-Autumn Festival 800-word essay 4

"The moon at sea, the end of the world *** this time", even if the end of the world can be *** with the enjoyment of the moon. Mid-Autumn Festival, a happy, happy festival, it makes me reunite with my relatives in two places in one day.

The great-grandmother's house is in Tongchuan town. Just at eleven o'clock, I couldn't wait to leave, I was so excited at the thought of seeing my sister-in-law. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get out of the car, but I'm sure I'll be able to get out of the car, and I'll be able to get out of the car, and I'll be able to get out of the car. A burst of smell came from the house, where my aunt was skillfully sprinkling ingredients and stewing meat. There were many relatives sitting on the bed, eating sweet and delicious fruits and chatting. This happy atmosphere is really delightful. The great-grandmother is over eighty years old, and it is not uncommon for her to have physical discomfort, but today she looks refreshed and full of vigor, she must be happy for the arrival of her children! Even the water she drank felt much sweeter than usual, and the food smelled more than a few times better than usual, I think this should be the sweetness of life!

Next stop Dagi - Grandma's house. In the evening, my father and I put the cut watermelon and fruit plate on the table. Cut into flower-shaped watermelon, a small green horns upward naughty, a variety of fruits, neatly situated in the plate, plus the front of the small tripod lit on the three incense, everything is so appropriate, looking at these delicacies for tonight's bright moon, my thoughts have long flown to that ancient myth, "Dad, why offer the moon? Can the moon really be late?", a question filled my brain. Just as we were talking, a black car drove in, and with a bang, firecrackers went off, and I saw my grandfather greeting my sister at the door. I was so excited to see my sister that I rushed out of the small courtyard and hugged her, we hugged each other tightly, as if this hug was going to hold all these months of longing.

We had a reunion dinner in the evening, and my sister, River, brought us a lot of joy. She jumped up and down and performed for us, which enlivened the atmosphere.

After the meal, we enjoyed the moonlight together in the small yard, and the fifteenth moon was really round, big and bright. When it was still not very dark, we could only see its reddish face half-hidden shyly from the eastern horizon, emitting a faint light. While we were chatting and catching up with my sister's performance, its silhouette gradually became clearer and clearer, slowly moving towards the sky like a "big jade disk", and the shimmering light became a lot stronger, almost filling the earth, which was very beautiful! Watching, I can not help but think: in the moon palace Chang'e fairy is missing her husband? Wu Gang is still logging?

In this way we spent a wonderful reunion festival in happiness.

There are many festivals in a year, there is the lively Spring Festival; there is the solemn and serious Qingming Festival; there is the Arbor Day for greening and reforestation; there is the Children's Day for laughter; and there is the grand and spectacular National Day? However, my favorite is the Mid-Autumn Festival with clear wind and moon and family reunion.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is happy! On this night, grandma, aunt and sister came to our house for a reunion dinner, and the family was finally happy and joyful together again. After dinner, mooncakes were served, there were pineapple, rose, egg yolk, lotus seed paste, meat floss? All kinds of delicious mooncakes. I stared at these mooncakes like a cat staring at a mouse about to enter its hole. But the adults were still talking and laughing. My sister and I were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, really wanting to eat the mooncakes quickly. At that moment, my father noticed us and hurriedly greeted everyone to eat the mooncakes. I couldn't wait to take a mooncake and put it in my mouth, which was bulging, and my lips and hands were covered with mooncake crumbs.

Mid-Autumn Festival is happy! After eating the mooncakes, my sister and I gathered around our dad, ready to listen to him tell the story of the moon. Dad picked up one of the mooncakes left on the plate and asked my sister and me, "Do you know why we eat mooncakes on Mid-Autumn Festival?" We both shook our heads in confusion, "Then let me tell you!" Dad then told the story of Zhu Yuanzhang and the Mooncake Uprising: "Mooncakes were eaten at the Mid-Autumn Festival in the Yuan Dynasty. At that time, Zhu Yuanzhang was preparing for an uprising by uniting all the anti-Yuan forces. However, the officials and soldiers of the imperial court searched closely and it was very difficult to pass the news. Liu Bowen, the military advisor, came up with a plan, ordering his subordinates to hide a note with the message 'Uprising on the 15th of August' inside a cake, and then sent people to deliver it to the rebel armies around the country, informing them to rise up and respond to the uprising on the night of the 15th of August. On the day of the uprising, all the rebels responded together and the uprising was successful. Later, Xu Da captured the Yuan capital, the news came, Zhu Yuanzhang was so happy that he hurriedly sent down an oracle, in the coming Mid-Autumn Festival, let all the generals and soldiers to have fun with the people. And will be the year when the military a secret message 'moon cake' as a festival pastry reward ministers. Since then, the mooncake has become more and more elaborate, with more varieties. Since then, the custom of eating mooncakes at Mid-Autumn Festival has been passed down." We were so mesmerized that we asked Dad to tell us a few more, so he rattled off "Chang'e Runs to the Moon", "The Jade Rabbit Pounds Medicine", "Wu Gang Loves Cinnamon", and "Goddess of the Moon". ......

"But I wish for a long time, thousands of miles of ****chanjuan" Tonight, although there is no moon, but the family reunion, the full moon in my heart will slowly rise.