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1 At the beginning of Mid-Autumn Festival, the composition was more than 400 words.

Everyone has seen the moon. The moon in Mid-Autumn Festival is rounder and kinder, like a cute little doll.

After watching the CCTV news broadcast, the whole family went out to enjoy the moon. The moon how bright tonight! The civic square was filled with cheers. The round moon looks like my lovely little sister. The moon saw many people looking at her, just like a little doll, slowly hiding behind her mother's cloud. Mother Yun saw it and said, "Don't be shy. Go out to play. There are still many children waiting for you. " Under the repeated persuasion of mother Yun, the moon doll finally poked its head out from behind her, revealing a happy smiling face, so innocent and lovely. We cheered again! Who knows, in our cheers, the moon doll is shy again, half of her face is exposed, and the other half is hidden behind Mother Yun.

I watched anxiously, expecting, expecting ... after a long time, it was already half past ten in the middle of the night. Strangely, the moon is as shy as a doll, hiding behind Mother Yun and refusing to come out!

After a while, the breeze blew and Mother Yun moved to the north. Finally, the moon doll bravely looked at us, completely revealing her chubby and round smiling face. The moon doll strolls in the dark blue night sky, bringing light, longing and joy to the people who enjoy the moon. ...

Autumn, gentle season, leaves accidentally fell down; In August, the thick moon, there is a happy atmosphere in the fragrance of osmanthus. Mid-Autumn Festival in August, dotted with the whole long and lifeless autumn, makes autumn more attractive. Make a pot of good tea under the osmanthus tree and chat with friends and relatives in a happy atmosphere. This is the most beautiful time of Mid-Autumn Festival in August in my hometown.

Mid-Autumn Festival is always around National Day. This coke is not good for us children, because school is usually on Saturday and Sunday, and then we can have a long vacation, so that we can enjoy ourselves. Adults are also very happy because they can have a good reunion with their families. So the atmosphere is harmonious before you know it. Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, people began to get busy, buying clothes for their children, preparing to worship their ancestors, buying moon cakes and firecrackers to enjoy the moon, and so on. In my hometown, people don't buy hardcover moon cakes. They usually buy moon cakes made by their villagers in some bakeries nearby. They are not beautifully decorated, but they are affordable, 1 yuan, and there are eggs in them. But although it is very cheap, it is already a luxury in the poor land of my hometown. I liked this kind of moon cake best when I was a child. The temptation of golden yellow often makes me beg my mother to cut it for me. As a result, I lost my voice the next day and couldn't eat any more. But I often can't help stealing food, or screaming in pain to deceive my parents that my voice is gone. Later, in a conversation, I learned that my mother knew that my throat still hurt, but she gave it to me anyway. Now that I think about it, I feel very funny. When eating, I often quarrel with my sister because of the size of eggs. In the end, I will usually be beaten by my parents and break up in discord. You don't need a knife and fork when eating moon cakes, and you don't swallow and chew them slowly like a gentleman. This way of eating will be regarded as an alternative in the village-this boy is gentle with me! At ordinary times, we all gobble up, no matter what manners he has, we will eat, and if we eat too much, we will enjoy the scenery. Finally I swallowed it and put my hand over my throat to scare me. At this time, my mother will bring me tea to quench my thirst slowly, patting my back and saying, what's the hurry? Are you poor at home? Now that I think about it, I probably longed for moon cakes at that time! After all, it is rare in ordinary life. Now that I have moved into the city, I feel sorry for my hometown. When I look back at my hometown, I find that everyone is influenced by the civilization of the times, so I won't blame myself.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, the excitement accumulated in my hometown a few days ago broke out. In the early morning, the children ran around the street in new clothes and didn't eat much breakfast. Because I have to worship my ancestors at noon, I have a big meal with my stomach. In fact, it is not a big meal for us now, but it is different for those children. Parents don't care about you on this day. You just play, and when you are tired, you can find something to eat. This is good, but it's not so good at ordinary times. After the ancestor worship, remove the "ancestor stove" and then start eating the sacrificial food, which means that the ancestors will eat it and the family will eat it again to show respect for the ancestors. After dinner, while the adults are still cleaning up, the children have fallen asleep in bed, because they have to stay up late at night to enjoy the moon, which shows that it is very important to enjoy the moon in the hearts of children. When adults are cleaning up, they will prepare to enjoy the moon in Yue Bai at night, and finally they will sleep with the children and wait for a wonderful night. At about 7: 30 in the evening, people set up their own tables in the street, and then put moon cakes and some food on the tables to start Yue Bai. The whole street is very lively, and adults and children are very happy. At this time, we will go to other places in the village or set off firecrackers. Our village is very big, with more than ten thousand people. Several of our partners will take this opportunity to visit the village and set off firecrackers at will. On the way, someone threw firecrackers at us as a prank, so we threw them back. But this is rare. We usually go to a mound behind the village and watch young men and women set off firecrackers while hugging each other. Bang, the woman got a fright, jumped on the boy, snuggled up shyly, and then turned around and whispered, smelly boy! We will laugh secretly. But we can't be matchmakers all the time. Sometimes we scare people when they are hugged and chased, but it's still fun. I saw someone else's moon cakes on the table outside when I was shopping. I think they are delicious, and I can't help pointing. At this time, the sisters in the same village told us not to make a fool of ourselves. I think we must be laughed at by others. When I came back from shopping, I just finished worshipping and began to eat like crazy, such as fruit, moon cakes and drinks. Nobody blames us anyway. In the yard, adults took out tea sets, began to make congou, put moon cakes on the table, and enjoyed them with the children. The children are eating moon cakes in the yard, running and playing happily. When they are tired, they drink tea and eat moon cakes. The adults talked about everything and talked about home, and the atmosphere was very good. It's getting late. Some children have fallen asleep in their mother's arms, and they are lucky enough to eat delicious noodles before they sleep. ...

Finally, it gradually quieted down in the extinction of the old lights, and the countryside was decorated with Mid-Autumn Festival. ...