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"Cold Food Festival" composition 600 junior one

One or two days before Tomb-Sweeping Day, it was the Cold Food Festival, a traditional festival in ancient China. According to legend, the custom of forbidding fire in cold food was carried out to commemorate meson push, and there is also a story of "burning Mianshan" in this custom.

Jiezitui was a native of Jin in the Spring and Autumn Period. Jiezitui followed Zhong Er 19 years during his escape from Zhong Er, the son of the State of Jin. Zhong Er was hungry when he fled from Wei, so Jiezitui cut a piece of meat from his thigh and cooked it into soup for Zhong Er. Zhong Er is very grateful, boasting that mesons have the advantage of "cutting stocks to serve you". When Zhong Er returned to the State of Jin (not Jin Wengong) and rewarded his entourage, he only forgot to recommend him. Meson pushes his mother into Mianshan (now Jiexiu County, Shanxi Province) to live in seclusion. When Jin Wengong woke up, he went to Mianshan to ask to meet Jiexiu, but Jiexiu refused to meet him. Jin Wengong decided to set fire to the forest, thinking that by doing so, the filial meson would come out to save his mother's life. Unexpectedly, meson would rather die than go out of the mountain, hugging his mother and burning under a big tree. Jin Wengong buried him in Mianshan and changed Mianshan to Jieshan. At the same time, inform the whole country that it is forbidden to cook with a fire on the day of meson's death, and only cold food is allowed on this day. This is the origin of the Cold Food Festival.

As the Cold Food Festival is at the end of spring, the outdoor air is fresh and the scenery is pleasant, which is a good day for outing. The ancients attached great importance to this festival. On this day, no matter the government or the people, every family forbids fire and eats cold food. Now that the Cold Food Festival is out of fashion, it naturally blends with Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Today is the Cold Food Festival, and everyone is immersed in the festive atmosphere. However, this cold food in my family is unusual, almost burning hundreds of big trees.

In the afternoon, grandpa called me, my sister and brother, with shovels and paper, to add soil to the mausoleum and burn paper. Looking at the green wheat seedlings around us and enjoying the beautiful spring breeze, my brother and I quarreled all the way and soon arrived at the mausoleum. We learn from grandpa's way, hoe the earth on the grave into a roof shape bit by bit, and seek a kind of beauty. After all, we don't have the strength to fight. If it doesn't rain for a long time, it will take some effort to hoe the ground. We just wait for grandpa to remove the dry soil on the surface, and the bottom will be wet. Not long after that, with the efforts of grandpa and us, the graves were renovated one by one. After this work was finished, we pressed the tomb paper, set the table and started burning paper. Draw a circle first, then set the ingot and start burning.

A sudden gust of wind blew unburned paper to the edge of the forest. Now that the weather is dry, the dead leaves on the ground burn immediately, and the area is not large, only a small piece. Seeing this scene, grandpa said, "You should use branches to put down the fire and put it out quickly." I picked up a branch and smoked a cigarette. The fire followed the wind and quickly spread five or six meters. The fire is getting worse and worse. Grandpa had to let his sister burn the paper first and put out the fire with a shovel. Why is the fire getting harder and harder to control with the wind? No matter how hard we try, it still doesn't help. Fortunately, Grandpa used his quick wits to surround the fire of dozens of square meters with a shovel and dug a 50 cm wide isolation belt. I desperately pushed the dead leaves around me into the distance, which was the only thing that saved the remaining hundreds of trees. However, after all this cleaning, I have become a "coal miner", and some of the water in my room has been roasted, and I am thirsty at once.

After this "disaster", I suddenly realized that the traditional way of offering sacrifices really needs to be changed, especially in spring and summer festivals, when the weather is dry and the wind is strong, it is easy to cause fires. Wouldn't it be nice for us to express our nostalgia by offering flowers and so on in the future?