Write holiday prose

Lead: It is not difficult to write prose poems, but it is difficult to write prose poems well. The following is my holiday essay for everyone. Welcome to read and learn from!

Writing Festival Prose (1) China is a big country with profound traditional culture, and various festival celebrations have been going on for hundreds or even thousands of years. Every festival has its own meaning, whether it is joy, solemnity or sadness, it contains specific cultural significance.

With the development of society, many of these connotations seem to be worse than before. China people admire Christmas and Halloween in the west, and then there seems to be a very obvious famine. Otherwise, how could so many young men and women, or middle-aged men and women, make such voices on May 20th?

On May 20th, several friends met and went to a good barbecue restaurant for dinner. Before that, I kept the habit of taking a nap, taking a nap. When I woke up, I received a message from my friend. The content of the short message is very simple, you know? I asked trembling, what's the matter, what's the matter. Only to be told that Wallace Huo and Ruby Lin are together. I felt a sigh of relief when I saw the news, but I felt very funny. Then I brushed my circle of friends and Weibo. Most of them have been screened by this news, and sometimes there are all kinds of people who show love and take pains to take all kinds of intimate photos. When I go out on a date, all I see along the way are tall, short, fat and thin couples. Give me an illusion that such an ordinary day is more lively than the Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival. Many of them wear striking couples' clothes, as solemn as attending a ceremony.

In fact, on such a hot May 20th, waves of people used this special number to express their sincere love and vows to each other. However, when I say the same thing to different people on this day every year, I only feel extremely ironic.

All this is just a means and way of falling in love under the premise of developed communication today. Think about it carefully, it is so superficial and meaningless. If this method is used too much and the scope is too wide, it will form a special kind of garbage, called cyber garbage, which will pollute the circle of friends and QQ space.

Here, I think of an old word called "used to be slow". Some netizens ridiculed that ancient communication was underdeveloped and they could only love one person in their lifetime. This seems absurd, but in fact it reveals that with the help of electronic products, these should be the purest and most sincere love has lost its taste.

On this day, people's brains are empty and they lose their thinking. For many of them, it doesn't matter whether this is a real festival or not, as long as it can meet some needs that they need to express strongly in their hearts.

Mid-Autumn Festival and Spring Festival are more like a deep elder than the so-called Valentine's Day, Christmas Day and May 20th. Although this elder has a deep background, no one has the patience to explore and accept it. The latter is more like an enthusiastic modern urban youth. Wherever he is, he can always attract others' attention easily.

Therefore, it doesn't matter whether a festival has its specific connotation. As long as it can meet the needs of most people, it will win. In this case, should we be happy for the rapid development of society, or should we be sad for some cultures that are drifting away from us?

Writing holiday essays (2) Dear son, I dreamed of you again last night. In my dream, you are still so pure, looking at me with my best eyes, let me guess what surprise you brought me. Oh, you've just come back from far away.

But I already know that all this is impossible in the world. Not long ago, when I went to my friend's dormitory, he handed me a Youth Digest and showed me Love on a High Rock, which moved him very much. I know it's about the love of life and death between Gao and Shi Pingmei, and I dare not watch it. Because I have read too many such articles since you left. I stopped looking because I was afraid that the pain that had been in my heart for ten years would recur again. But it inevitably recurred. During this time, my mind is always haunted by your shadow, and I feel your return.

Dear son, do you know? I got the news from Zheng that you are leaving. I wrote this in the article Long Lonely Road a few years ago. But I still want to say that if you had chosen him, I believe nothing would have happened in the future. Everything I've experienced over the years is telling me. This fact hurts me deeply. But it's too late. When I got your exact news three years ago, everything was irreparable.

I still can't imagine how you left and how you endured in your hospital bed, but I don't know anything about it. I'm looking forward to seeing you stupidly. The long platform really turned into a lonely wait, but what I took away was not short-lived love, but the pain that accompanied me all my life.

Dear son, are you okay in heaven? I wish the street lamps in the sky were bright, and you were walking with lanterns.

Now boys and girls probably won't realize our unforgettable love at that time. This makes me sitting in front of my computer desk feel a little helpless at this time. Men don't flick when they have tears, and men who cry are pitiful, but the most pitiful thing is that there is a pool of tears in their hearts, but they can't cry.

Dear son, do you know? Listen to a song today. The name of this song is White Fox. When I was listening, I saw tears in my eyes when you were watching Xiaocui in a serial. So I began to miss you again, and I am very grateful to the person who wrote and sang this song. I looked it up on the Internet and found that this song has two kinds of lyrics, both of which are well written. The melody of the song is also quite good, as if people can see an invisible white fox fairy singing and dancing in the dim light, telling the story of the past. Dear son, are you the white fox I released thousands of years ago?

Sometimes I think, "maybe we owe each other too much in our last life, and this life is over." One, at this moment, in the sky, wearing bird feathers, reminiscing about the past of the world of mortals, standing in tears ... The other, still suffering from the purgatory of the world of mortals, shouldering the responsibility on earth, thinking about people and remembering people, can't get out. ......

Looking around, the sea is boundless; There is no other place to find good news except sitting in Xuan Si. ......

Dear son, just now I went to the blog of the photographer of the TV series A Dream of Red Mansions and left a message under his blog in memory of Chen. I don't know if you can meet Sister Lin who is already in the Buddhist country. If you can, it means that your nature has reached the top. I think you will meet her. Today is the love day that young people are keen on today. On this special day, my dear son, I wish you a happy Valentine's Day!