1999 essay on the theme of Double Ninth Festival

In our daily life, everyone has dealt with short essays. The end of short essays either follows the beginning, echoes from beginning to end, reiterates opinions and asks questions again, or leaves room for readers' imagination. You didn't have a clue when you wrote your paper? The following is a short essay (selected 12) on the theme of Double Ninth Festival that I collected for you. Welcome to share.

The theme prose of Double Ninth Festival 1 has arrived at Double Ninth Festival again, which belongs to the festival for the elderly. "Being in a foreign land, I miss my family twice every holiday. I know from a distance where my brother climbed, and there is one person missing from the dogwood. " Every time I think of this ancient poem, I will sigh the special significance of the Double Ninth Festival.

It was a crisp autumn day, and my spirit seemed to be infected by it, and my mood improved. Tired from school, I was about to have a rest, but I was stopped by my mother on the way. She said angrily, "Don't you know what day it is today?" I glanced at my mother, then yawned and said, "Today is the Double Ninth Festival. I should do something for my grandmother. " Mom nodded and said, "Go ahead and go home when you're done." Finally, I was invited to my grandmother's house by my mother.

Knocked on the door, and there was hurried footsteps immediately. Then the door opened. Looking at grandma's weather-beaten face, I suddenly regret why I didn't come to see her more and talk to her. I was silent for a while before I said, "Grandma, I wish you a happy holiday." Grandma happily took my hand and said cheerfully, "Granddaughter, have dinner with grandma. Grandpa can't come back, and grandma is very lonely. " I was dragged to the table by my grandmother, and before I could say anything, she forced me to the chair, so I had to eat.

At dinner, I asked my grandmother about her recent life, and she always answered. Finally, after dinner, I smiled and said, "Grandma, let me go with you, so that you can digest the food in your stomach." So we went out, and the strong light in the evening shone on my eyes, making me invisible ... My grandmother and I walked quietly, sitting on the grass watching the sunset, and the sun hanging in the sky set obliquely. The process is beautiful.

In the evening, I accompanied my grandmother on the way home again. With the passage of time, we unconsciously returned to her home. At this time, I should be at home. But in the face of grandma's reluctant eyes, I can't bear to say goodbye. "Granddaughter, come and see grandma more when you are free." My heart suddenly burst into tears because of this sentence, and at this moment I really understood grandma's lonely heart. Grandma said to me, "This year is my happiest Double Ninth Festival." I held my grandmother tightly and it took me a long time to let go.

The warmest words in the world are that I miss you; The most beautiful feelings in the world can't compare with family ties; The furthest distance in the world can't compare with time. Life is like a train to the grave, many people will get off halfway, but we must say goodbye to them with a smile.

I don't know how long I can stay with you. ...

Double Ninth Festival Theme Essay 2 Double Ninth Festival has a long history and is a traditional festival in China. Qu Yuan wrote as early as "Travel Far": "The people who gathered in the Palace Que of Chongyang began to see the capital of Qing Dynasty on the 10th.

The Double Ninth Festival is the happiest day for the elderly. On this day, no matter how happy they are, they will never forget their children. They buy some delicious food for their children and grandchildren with frugal money, but they are reluctant to eat it. They just ate bread and looked at us with a smile.

Every time Chongyang watches grandma bring me delicious food, I always feel sad: we just accept the care of our elders and don't "give" them a little of our filial piety. They always stay at home alone, expecting their children to go home, sometimes standing at the window, looking at the road ahead and expecting the familiar back.

I don't want to say: after working hard all their lives, they are worried that their children will live in empty nests all their lives. Are they really worth it? Let's ask ourselves, what do we remember grandparents' favorite food? When is their birthday? What is their greatest wish? I don't think most people know. As time goes by, the wrinkles on their faces deepen and new white hair emerges from their silver hair. They look older and their bodies are not as tough as when they were young. How many more spring, summer, autumn and winter can they experience? How long can I get along with my children? How many expectations are left in their hearts?

I remember a reporter asked Bill Gates a question: "What do you think is the last thing you want to wait for?"

Bill Gates replied: "According to my experience, I think the last thing in the world is filial piety.

We also have an old saying in China, "The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind will not stop, and the son wants to raise his relatives." . If the younger generation really waits until this day, it will be too late to regret it.

Everyone will get old. Grandparents' today is parents' tomorrow and our future. Respecting the elderly is actually respecting yourself. Today we don't like old people, and when we get old, our children and grandchildren will not like us. Today, the elders shelter us from the wind and rain, and tomorrow we should be a blue sky above them. At the same time, with the increasingly serious problem of social aging, supporting and respecting the elderly is not only a virtue, but also a social responsibility and obligation, I think.

Go home often! Not just on the Double Ninth Festival. Go back and talk to them and care about them. Maybe they are staring at the distant road in an obscure corner, expecting a familiar figure to appear on that road.

1999 essay on the theme of Chung Yeung Festival 3 Many poets and writers eulogize the splendid Chung Yeung Festival in golden autumn, or miss it, or feel nostalgic, or melodious and deep filial piety. "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night." We can't keep time, just wish the silhouette in the sunset is no longer lonely.

Today's Chongyang is more than Chongyang.

I still remember Chongyang, my grandmother is still there, her smile and comforting "I'm so happy ..."

That day, my grandmother and I walked together and stopped to ask.

"Grandma, do you know what day it is today?"

"Today ... is not your birthday. I remember your birthday clearly. What day is it today? "

"Today is the Double Ninth Festival, your festival!"

As soon as my eyes lit up, the answer I spit out made her smile buried in the depths of time float up along the wrinkles around her eyes. "No, it's a festival for me and my lovely granddaughter." She said happily.

"Yes, I want to wash your feet."

When I got home, I picked up the footbath to fetch water. By the time I came back, grandma had taken off her shoes and socks, sat quietly in the chair and watched me coming. I rolled up her trouser legs and put my feet into the water. Those feet are silent in the water and look a little shy in the hot air. "What's the temperature like?" "Not bad." I looked up and grandma was looking at me, with infinite joy and excitement ... I picked up grandma's feet again.

-What kind of feet are those?

Vicissitudes, old, covered with hard and thick cocoons, even cracked in some places, mixed with black mud, reminiscent of the endless years of Wan Li dust, it came like a living cultural relic!

I slowly wash, gently wipe and quietly wipe, and the distance between our grandparents and grandchildren gradually narrows in the interval of half a person's height and a basin of water.

"I'm so happy." Grandma's kind and familiar voice sounded, and her breath was above my head. I can still feel her overflowing happiness at that time.

I have seen my grandmother and another old man help each other to walk forward. Now the person holding hands has become me, and it will always be me.

Respect and love the old, not only in Chongyang. Happiness in old age is that simple.

1999 Double Ninth Festival Theme Composition 4 Double Ninth Festival has arrived again, and I miss my father more deeply. My father died sober. We asked him what he had to say, and he thought about it and said to us, "There is nothing to say. People will die. I'm leaving. Don't make a fuss. Save your money and take good care of your mother. " This sentence is like a blockbuster, exploding in our hearts. Over the past seven years, we have always kept in mind our father's entrustment and taken good care of our mother, but there is always a regret for our father that "the son wants to raise and not kiss."

My mother is 93 years old. She has repeatedly expressed her hope to live in Hongze in her later years. Her home is in Hongze, and here is her eldest daughter and me. Thirteen years ago, my sister's sudden death ruined more than half of my mother's wishes. I brought my parents here twice when my father was alive. My mother has been here twice since my father died. Although my mother praises me for being more filial than Hongze Lake, I still don't want to live here for a long time, because the grief and strong thoughts of white-haired people sending black-haired people often make her burst into tears.

Obeying her wishes is filial piety, so I can only take time to go back to my hometown. Because of busy work and many trivial matters, there are not many opportunities to meet my mother, and I often go back the same day. My mother was very uneasy about leaving me alone in Hongze, saying that I was outspoken, easy to offend people and punished. Every time we meet, we always tell me to be calm, not to compete with others, to take care of my home, to surf the Internet less and to exercise more. I replied in my mouth and forgot when I got home, alas.

I kept both my surgeries from my mother. After the first operation, when I appeared in front of her and said nothing, she was still worried. She pulled me and asked me some questions. It is said that mother and son are connected to each other. Before the second operation, my mother felt uneasy and always thought there was something to hide from her. My sisters couldn't help telling the truth. From that day on, my mother didn't miss me all day, and her eyes were too anxious to see clearly. She asked my sister to bring two thousand yuan to buy me supplements, and she also clamored to come to Hongze to see me.

A month later, when I gave it to my mother, I found that her health was not as good as before, and I was very sad. Mother tried to pull herself together and stop talking. I clearly saw her tears flashing. She came up to me slowly and whispered, "Mom is an elderly person. Touch your sick place with my hand, and you will be fine. " My mother's hand caressed my scar, and I choked back my tears, and a warm stream of happiness came to my mind.

Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, I went to visit my mother again. I held her hand and she didn't recognize me for a long time. Mother can't hear, can't see clearly, walks unsteadily, and doesn't talk much anymore. Mom is really old. Thinking of my mother's hard work for the family and her special concern for me, I thought I should take the time to do my filial piety, so I took out 500 yuan to my sister and asked her to buy more old hens for her mother to stew. What else can I do?

Mother compared herself to a big tree, saying that as long as her big tree doesn't fall, our brothers and sisters will often get together under it. Once this big tree falls down, it will be difficult for families to meet. She also asked our brothers and sisters to hold their breath and support each other when they are in trouble. Mom's words make sense. Filial piety is the most precious thing in the world, and family is as important as filial piety.

Mom said that we are all her favorites, and compared our eight sisters to her fingers, saying that no matter which one is hurt, the fingers will hurt. That's what she said and did. She is never partial to her children and can understand the difficulties of each of us. Now, my mother is old and I am sick. I want to live well, not for anything else, but to better repay my mother's parenting.

The theme sketch of the Double Ninth Festival on September 5th is crisp in autumn and sunny. The Double Ninth Festival is coming on September 9th, which is a festival for the elderly. Respecting the elderly is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation, and we primary school students should carry forward this virtue.

There is a nursing home near our community. Every time I pass by, I can't help looking over. Those old people who have lost their health are pitiful and have worked hard all their lives. They should be enjoying their old age, but they have to spend it alone in a nursing home. Therefore, as early as a few days ago, I discussed with my neighbors that we would go to the nursing home to visit the elderly on the Double Ninth Festival this year, and our idea was supported and praised by our parents. Early this morning, we came to the nursing home with fruit and food. Many adults arrived early with their children. The nursing home is very lively, and the old people are smiling. We help them clean, sing, tell stories and look at their happy and excited eyes. We are very happy. The whole morning passed in the laughter of everyone. Doing good for others is to store happiness for yourself. We decided to go to the nursing home to offer love to the old people on the Double Ninth Festival next year.

When I got home at noon, the more I thought about it, the more wrong I was. What did I do for my grandmother who grew up with me? "Crows have the grace to feed back, and lambs have the virtue of kneeling and breastfeeding." I said, "Grandma, I want to wash your feet." I put the water in the basin and helped grandma to the sofa. I rolled up my trouser legs, took off my socks and put my feet in the water. My grandmother cried with joy. I said, "Grandma, why are your feet so thick?" Grandma sighed, and the time went back to 40 years ago: after her grandparents got married, she gave birth to her elder sister-in-law, second aunt, third aunt, father and uncle. Grandpa worked in Henan Oilfield and made a contribution to China petroleum industry. Grandma took five children to farm in her hometown in Shandong, which was very hard. Grandma has a strong personality and the crops grow well. Everyone praised her. At that time, her feet were all year round. In the early 1990s, grandma took her children to the oil field to reunite with grandpa, and still worked hard for her family. Later, in our generation, grandma took turns cooking and washing for us and sending us to and from school. ...

Tears blurred my eyes, and I seemed to see that in the days to come, a little girl helped her grandmother with disabilities and walked slowly forward. That little girl is me.

The theme essay of Double Ninth Festival September 9th is the annual Double Ninth Festival. After school in the afternoon, I rode my mother's motorcycle and headed for the famous Jianfeng Mountain in Doumen with great excitement.

When we came to the foot of the mountain, the night had fallen, and we could vaguely see the crowd on the mountain, just like many ants crawling on the mountain. I walked to the gate of the park with easy steps.

Each of us walked to the top of the mountain with the prepared food and water. I looked up and saw that the mountain was not high, about 200 meters! I thought, climbing this mountain is a piece of cake. At first, I walked like a fly, relaxed and left my mother far behind. I shouted to my mother, "Come on, mom, let's go!" " "My mother told me, son, I'm saving my strength. You'll know soon!" "I ignored my mother and continued to climb. Everything was easy at first, but before I ran too fast and too hard, I ran halfway and gradually felt weak and panting. I saw a man walk past me, even my mother walked past me. I thought: this is terrible, even my mother has surpassed me. Where's my previous prestige? Keep climbing anyway! But time flies! I'm so sweaty that I can't even walk if I want to. At this time, my mother encouraged me in front and said to me loudly, "Come on, the scenery at the top of the mountain is so beautiful." Hang in there. You can't give up halfway. You must finish what you started. Look, mom is coming up. You have to refuel! " After listening to my mother's words, I thought: If I give up now, wouldn't the previous journey be in vain? So, regardless of fatigue, I tried my best to climb up. "Yes," I finally climbed up, and I said proudly, "I succeeded! I succeeded! " At this time, while drinking water, I looked down from the top of the mountain and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of my hometown. The street lamp at night is like a winding fire dragon; People come and go on the road, and the flow is endless; The fishing fire on the Huangyang River sparkled. I thought to myself: what a beautiful scenery, if you don't work hard, can you see such a good scenery?

I finally understand that as long as we work hard towards a goal, dare to climb and forge ahead, we will certainly reach the peak of success!

99 Double Ninth Festival theme essay 7 DuDu ... There was a slow and deep voice on the phone.

Today is the annual Double Ninth Festival. I, thousands of miles away in Suzhou, dialed the phone of my grandmother living in the countryside with shame and yearning.

"ah! Who is it? " It was not grandma who answered the phone, but grandpa. Listening to his vicissitudes, I feel sour when I think of the locked wrinkles on my grandfather's face and the calluses on his hands.

It was a long time before grandpa answered a word. I didn't hear you clearly, so I repeated, "Grandpa, it's me!" " "I didn't expect Grandpa to hear me clearly, so I raised my voice by eight degrees, basically shouting into the phone:" Grandpa is me, I am your granddaughter! " "After a while, I heard grandpa's trembling voice on the other end of the phone:" Oh, it's Rui Rui. I said who will call at eight o'clock. " Grandpa muttered to himself, a bit like a child. Grandpa, when did your ears go wrong? Why can't you hear it? But this sentence has never been said.

"Grandpa, I miss you." "Oh, I miss you, too." This sentence is what I say every time I call. It seems to replace the way we say hello. "Grandpa, today is the Double Ninth Festival. I wish you a happy Double Ninth Festival! " "Oh, great, then you are happy!" I am not good at expressing myself, and neither is my grandfather. This brief conversation was deadlocked for a long time, and finally grandpa gave the phone to grandma. "grandma!" "hey!" Listening to grandma's gentle and hoarse voice, I feel an unusually warm feeling when I think of her silver hair and short body. "Grandma, I miss you!" "I miss you, too!" This sentence slipped into my mouth again, "Happy Double Ninth Festival, Grandma!" "good!" "Grandma, did you eat Chongyang cake on the Double Ninth Festival?" "Yes, there is a dish you like on the table. I'll bring it to you when I get to your house. " "Then when will you come?" "I'll see you after I finish my work in the field." I talked a lot with my grandmother, saying one sentence after another. Suddenly I glanced at the clock. It was almost ten o'clock. I still have homework to do, so I said goodbye to my grandmother in a hurry and went back to my desk.

The Double Ninth Festival was supposed to be a day for reunion dinner and chatting with old people. However, now my parents and I are far away from home, and now we are far away from the elderly. We can only express our wishes by telephone. When will this day of thinking twice about your family during the festive season end?

Chung Yeung Festival Theme Composition 8 Autumn has arrived, and it is Chung Yeung Festival again. In a few days, it will be the Double Ninth Festival. Maybe some students don't know the origin of the Double Ninth Festival. The Double Ninth Festival is the ninth day of the lunar calendar. Why is there the ninth day of September? The Book of Changes defines "six" as a negative number and "nine" as a positive number. On the ninth day of September, the sun and the moon merge into one, so it is called Chongyang, also known as Chongyang. For a long time, Chongyang has the same sound as "99", and nine is the largest in numbers, so it means long life. Therefore, autumn is also the golden season of harvest in a year, and its significance is more profound. Since 1889, the Double Ninth Festival has been given a new meaning, and it has been positioned as a festival to respect the elderly by the state, and it has become a festival for people to respect, respect, love, help the elderly, filial piety their parents and carry forward traditional virtues.

There are also activities in our school. There are drum sets, street dance, Latin dance and square dance. The first performance of the square dance, the performance began, the aunts all came on stage, and when the music rang, the aunts danced and jumped up. How charming the dances of the aunts are, which makes the students in the audience sit up and take notice. Everyone stamped their feet together and sang songs to cheer for the aunts.

The second performance is a very popular performance, Latin dance "Little Apple". As soon as the music was released, the students began to sing loudly. After the Latin dance performance, I saw the students blushing like little apples, which made their grandparents laugh from ear to ear.

The third performance is a drum set and street dance performance that I have been waiting for for a long time. I think it would be cool if these two people performed together. The drum beat of drum set performance makes me stomp, and the action of street dance performance makes my body shake involuntarily.

The last link is the "Give a Hug" activity. The teacher said, "Please send the hugging children to stand up and hug their grandparents." The students all went to their grandparents and said, "Grandpa, you have worked hard." "Grandma, when I grow up, I will show you around." Others said, "Grandparents, I love you." These words touched the classmates and teachers around us.

In this way, we had a pleasant and unforgettable holiday. The Double Ninth Festival is a festival to make elders smile, and it is also a festival for us to honor our parents. I hope that all grandparents, parents and children in the world can be in good health and all the best.

In 1999, the theme sketch of Double Ninth Festival was "Life is easy to get old, but it is not easy to get old". Whenever I think of Chairman Mao's masterpiece "Mulberry Picking Double Ninth Festival", I can't help feeling that the Double Ninth Festival has arrived again. Old people are happy, children are happy, and children are happy. What a festive atmosphere.

Double Ninth Festival: the name of the festival. The ninth day of the ninth lunar month, also known as the Double Ninth Festival. Because nine is the yang number, one is in September and the other is in September, it is named "Chongyang", also known as the festival for respecting the elderly, and there is a traditional custom of climbing mountains. When climbing a mountain, wearing a dogwood bag is said to ward off evil spirits.

The Double Ninth Festival is a happy festival for the elderly. Old people can go up the mountain together, holding Jin Ju in their hands. For some special old people, the Double Ninth Festival has an unusual significance, so scholars of all ages chanted the Double Ninth Festival and expressed their feelings!

"Today's Double Ninth Festival, the yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant." Chairman Mao's "The Double Ninth Festival of Picking Mulberry" describes the battlefield scenery of the Double Ninth Festival and expresses the joy and optimism about the future of the revolution after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, thus vividly revealing the Marxist-Leninist view of nature or world outlook, which is full of profound philosophical implications. For some retired veterans, it will arouse their infinite memories and reverie. During War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression's time, they were so beautiful and heroic, full of motivation and passion to contribute to the motherland. But the autumn wind is getting stronger every year, and they are old! Recalling that year, they will feel extremely gratified and proud. Every time they go to the Double Ninth Festival, they will be proud of themselves.

"I miss my relatives every holiday." Some children are busy with their careers and have no extra time and energy to take care of and accompany their parents, so they have to be sent to nursing homes. But every time on the Double Ninth Festival, children miss their parents, and parents miss their children and think about it. Even on holidays, they are sad and lonely.

Today is the Double Ninth Festival. What should we do for these old people who are suffering from missing? Although we are children, we can do a lot for them. We can buy some things with pocket money, go to nursing homes to visit the elderly and spend holidays with them, so that they don't have to feel lonely. We can also write and perform some programs and have fun with our grandparents. In this way, the old people are not only happy, but also have a meaningful day.

The Double Ninth Festival has passed year after year, and now it is the Double Ninth Festival. For the old people, they will surely chant together:

"Life is easy to get old, but it is difficult to get old. Chongyang every year ... "

Double Ninth Festival Theme Composition 10 Today is the Double Ninth Festival in September. Some places are called Old People's Day, and some places are called Missing Parents Day. Commonly known as Double Ninth Festival, Mountaineering Festival and Hiking Festival. Double Ninth Festival is an ancient festival in China. People climb mountains, travel, insert dogwoods, pick leaves and watch maple leaves. In a word, people attach great importance to this festival.

I joined the tour group with joy and saw the beautiful scenery of Xiangshan and the gathering of relatives and friends. I can't help but miss my hometown and my relatives and friends. Visit all the way, miss it.

As I approached the mountain, I had the idea of writing poems to commemorate this festival. When I was inspired, I raised my pen and wrote the following lyrics. Qingpingle. Jiu Si's hometown in September.

Today, the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, Guangzhou is finally a little chilly. At this time, if you are at home, you have to wear a sweater. I miss my family more often during the festive season, and I always feel a little homesick in a foreign country. Guangzhou is full of traffic during the day. The night is colorful, colorful, noisy and hurried.

The so-called prosperity can't give me any joy. I always think of the autumn night in my hometown, the cool wind, eating all kinds of fresh and sweet fruits, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky and thinking of hazy and beautiful thoughts. At that time, my eyes lit up and I had a dream in my heart. The dream was always in the distance. As a young man, I believe that the distance is full of unspeakable mystery and beauty. There are many wonders in the distance that we can't imagine, and there are many things that make us excited and curious in the distance. Now, I am far from my hometown and come to the so-called distant place. People and things you hear and see every day are commonplace. I am in a hurry all day, making my eyes dim and my heart confused. My young dreams are blurred. Maybe now I'm in a young dream, but I don't feel so good.

Perhaps many people come for gold and don't think of this place as home, so many people can't find a sense of security and belonging. A city composed of too many insecure and belonging people will always reveal some indifference. There are so many local people in the unit, old and young, especially young people, who don't feel any estrangement from us. They just don't know what their dreams are when they were young, and whether they are far away, but at this moment they certainly can't feel the feelings of strangers. It's actually good to feel homesick.

99 Double Ninth Festival Theme Essay 1 1 Inscription Double Ninth Festival is a traditional festival. He wants me to be happy and sad. Why? Because he is my cousin named Chongyang, and he is honest and kind, especially to our cousins. I love him too. Although he is several years older than me, I regard him as a good friend of the same age. But sadly, two years ago, he was poisoned and then died out of thin air!

The Double Ninth Festival in early September every year is a well-known traditional national festival. Most of the customs and habits of the Double Ninth Festival in my hometown are the same as those in other areas. If you worship your ancestors, eat peaches, climb mountains and fly kites. Before the Double Ninth Festival, every village just started to prepare various special foods in advance in a hurry, including chicken breast, meatballs, rape (there are other vegetables, but I like rape) and longevity peaches. On the day of the Double Ninth Festival, everyone will go to the ancestral temple to worship their ancestors in groups at a special time with separately prepared ingredients. Worship is mainly to burn incense, speak English, burn gold coins and set off firecrackers. Firecrackers are desperately used to arouse everyone's nostalgia.

After ancestor worship, eating peach is a very important stage. Don't get me wrong, this is not a peach. It's just a birthday peach that was displayed shortly after the sacrifice. It is made of sticky rice flour, sugar and light pink pigment. Smooth surface, like crystal jelly, but also engraved with peaches and longevity words. Some look like peaches, others like rings. I still remember how full I was every time I ate more than half of it! Then there is the mountain climbing theme activity. Every family will organize some people to climb mountains and have a picnic in the mountains! (pay attention to fire safety! On the mountain road, you can laugh and sing. It can be said that I want to sit under an old tree. What should I do? Miss my cousin who left this world forever: Cousin, have you been here all the time? Are you happy? The criminal has been arrested, please rest in peace! Finally, fly a kite. Everyone will make a big kite at the top of the mountain, and then write down their thoughts or wishes on it, if it is good. Then put the kite into the blue sky, and the messenger will send your thoughts to the person you want and your blessings to the Double Ninth Festival. What is the Double Ninth Festival? It is to return to death, turn emptiness into reality, and turn sorrow into joy! Ah! Miss you, my dear cousin!

Essay on the theme of Double Ninth Festival 12 The annual Double Ninth Festival is coming soon. My mother took me to see my parents-in-law with supplements.

When I arrived at my mother-in-law's house, my mother handed the tonic to her mother-in-law and smiled and said to me, "Miaomiao, what should I say and write when I see my parents-in-law?" Hearing this, I immediately lowered my head, sipped my mouth and smiled. Without saying anything, I ran into my uncle's room to play computer. The mother said helplessly that the girl dared not speak. My mother-in-law smiled and said, "What do you say? My mother-in-law is very happy to visit her. It is a waste of money to buy so many things! "

At noon, my mother-in-law cooked a lot of dishes I like to eat, put them in front of me and kept stuffing them into my bowl. After dinner, my mother-in-law took me to the supermarket to buy food. I bought some snacks when I arrived at the supermarket. Although my mother-in-law said it was not good to eat snacks, I still brought them. Suddenly on the stationery shelf, I saw some beautiful greeting cards. I am very touched and want to buy it. What's the use of buying greeting cards? For you. If you want to give it to your mother-in-law, make one yourself.

My mother-in-law reminded me that on Teacher's Day, the school called on us to make greeting cards for teachers to express our feelings. I made a card for my mother-in-law today. When I got home, I went into my uncle's room, closed the door and started making greeting cards. First, I took out a piece of white paper, folded it in half, drew a big love on the upper floor, then cut it open with scissors, and drew some marigold flowers representing gratitude on the lower floor, drawing a pair of big hands holding a pair of small hands. Finally, I wrote my own poem on it: Grandma, you weave your concern for me into a soft sweater, Grandma, you weave your concern for me into a delicious meal, Grandma, you hide your concern for me in the reward of your study, Grandma, you melt your concern for me into a kind smile.

I wish my parents-in-law good health and happiness every day. That's it. I'll give the card to my mother-in-law at work. She opened it and read it happily. After reading it, my wrinkled face became cheerful and kept praising me: Xin Wei is really capable of making greeting cards more beautiful than what I bought, and she can write poems. After listening to my mother-in-law's praise, I smiled shyly, but my heart was full of joy.