Bailuyuan Folk Custom Description Composition

1. Bailuyuan describes the environment of Kansai. Shicheng town is not big in terms of customs, but its geographical location is very important. Located at the gateway between Shanxi and Henan, it undertakes the heavy responsibility of over-limit detection. Compared with that ragged and dusty era, it is much brighter and more luxurious here. Wide roads, towering buildings and more and more cars are all announcing the arrival of a new era. Out of Shicheng town, choose the intersection, go southwest, the road is narrow, choose a wide place, you can meet cars and cross the village from time to time.

When Jiang lost ephedra, he didn't know what confusion was. When Perrin lost his incense, he didn't know what it meant to be hurt. When I left you, I deeply realized what heartbreak is. Thank you, it's you. You have been waking me up, what is the generosity of rhubarb, what is the coolness of mulberry leaves, what is the selflessness of ginseng and what is the strength of aconite. For a long time, you have given me the fragrance of spring like a mountain pond and the freshness of summer like mint.

2. Pupils write a composition describing Bailuyuan Film and Television City, Lantian County, Xi City, Shaanxi Province. She has big watery eyes, like two watery grapes. It seems that no trace or trouble can escape her eyes.

Her nose is small, but very sensitive. Her lips are red and her mouth is small.

Although her ears are small, she listens carefully in class. Her hair is black and she wears a long ponytail.

She is short and thin. She likes singing and reading.

She is a clever person. Once, the art teacher taught us to make fans. She taught us two methods.

The students have successfully finished the first fan, but they can't make the second one. No matter how folded or glued, the fan can't be made. At this moment, I saw my deskmate Li Ming reading art books unhurriedly. She thought about it, put a folded piece of paper into the material bag and changed it for another piece of paper. I saw her fold the paper in the first way, and I thought, isn't she wasting materials? At this time, I found that she folded a square of paper into two squares and skillfully folded it in the positive and negative order. After folding, she tied the paper with thread, glued the beginning of one piece of paper, glued the chopsticks, and finally glued the chopsticks to the other opening of the paper, so that the fan was finished.

I made one right away. When the students saw it, they asked Li Ming for advice, but she pointed to the art book for them to read. The students also made a second fan.

My friend is Yi.

Regarding the composition of Bailuyuan Film and Television Studio, people remember not only his "idiot", but also his responsibility and loyalty as a soldier.

At the critical juncture of the country's life and death, he walked out of Zhongtiao Mountain with his mentor's "pillar of the world is at this peak" and "spirit of Bailuyuan" to guard the last barrier of Tongguan. Perhaps the saddest thing for Lu is not that he died in the civil war. The saddest thing is that he was transported back to his hometown as a martyr for burial. Finally, someone deliberately took a shit on his tombstone.

This inevitably reminds me of Yu Xia in Lu Xun's Medicine. In order to save the country, all Yu Xia got was the ridicule of the sweatshop and the bloody steamed bread that Hua Laoshuan bought in the morning. Ten years later, the people are still cold-blooded and numb.

It is said that there is also a prototype, namely General Chen Longguang. The existence of such a figure is also a national glory! White Deer Plain is a masterpiece, and there are too many characters in black and pink.

There are also Mr. Zhu's proud disciple Heiwalu, the best long-term worker Lu San, the revolutionary soldier Lu, the traditional wife, etc ... There are too many words to say, but they are condensed in real time. Perhaps this is the charm of famous books. Reading a book is like going through an era and feeling the joys and sorrows of a lifetime.

I only hope that after the prosperous scenery in the world, between the lines, people and I will forget each other, care about each other silently, and be quiet and excellent.

4. Composition on Shaanxi Folk Dragon Boat Festival when I was a child: In my childhood memory, except for the Spring Festival, the Dragon Boat Festival is the most lively. Because my parents were very busy at work, I often stayed in the country with my grandmother when I was a child.

I will never forget the Dragon Boat Festival at that time. Like the usual Chinese New Year holidays, the night before the Dragon Boat Festival, my grandmother always told me to sit by the bed and tell me some holiday rules, such as "Don't talk nonsense", "Don't steal cold dumplings", "Don't play with friends" and "Don't play with water" ... I always nodded frequently.

Grandma told me to go to bed early so that I could have a good spirit tomorrow. In the morning, I got up early, got dressed and ran to the kitchen. By this time, my grandmother had taken care of everything in the kitchen. Several bundles of cinnamon leaves and cinnamon ropes were tied to the stove, and white glutinous rice lay quietly in a small wooden bucket filled with water, like glittering pearls. There are several small dishes on the stove, which contain all kinds of ingredients: peanuts, bean paste, meat and so on.

So, I sat at the table eating breakfast while watching my grandmother busy. There are stoves on both sides in the country. They are both used for boiling water and cooking. My grandmother put the washed duck eggs into the cauldron, scooped a few spoonfuls of water from another hot pot with a wooden spoon, and then carefully put a spoonful of salt into the cauldron. Then she added some dead branches to the stove, sat next to me and began to weave collaterals for me.

Grandma's hands are as rough as bark because of long-term work, but they are dexterous. Divide three times five by two and weave a red rope. At this time, when the eggs were ripe, grandma picked up the biggest one, dipped it in red paper and dyed it red. Then she wiped it clean with a dry cloth, put it in the accessory and hung it around my neck.

Then, grandma put melon seeds, candy and peanuts in my pocket. I am often very happy, because I can watch the dragon boat race with my friends. Grandma always sends me to the gate and tells me to come back early to eat zongzi.

I always disappear in an instant. At this time, all my friends are almost here. The elder sister next door took the lead and led our children to the river to watch the dragon boat race.

Because the river is small, there are only two dragon boats. Each dragon boat has 13 people, 12 people rowing, 1 people playing drums and shouting slogans, "One, two, hey yo, one, two, come on", 12 dark-skinned boys rowed neatly, and the two dragon boats chased each other forward. But what will the child know to look at? We just want to have some fun.

Girls usually get bored after watching it for a while, so they sit aside and share snacks. Boys, on the other hand, always like chasing dragon boats along the shore. Because of the manpower of rowing, almost every boy has traces of splashing water. The gong rang, probably because the boat was at the end, and just after eating, I stood up and went home happily hand in hand with my friends.

The sun slowly climbed into the sky, and the fragrance of laurel leaves was already floating in grandma's kitchen. I quickly jumped into the kitchen to pick up a big cooked zongzi. Generally, I will sit on the threshold and eat zongzi cleanly. Occasionally, I will leave some glutinous rice for the chickens. I also find it fun to watch the big rooster's gluttony ... Although my mother always wraps zongzi and weaves collaterals for me every Dragon Boat Festival, although my mother's craftsmanship is not worse than my grandmother's, I always feel that something is missing.

When I was young, I really missed the Dragon Boat Festival! Zongzi on Dragon Boat Festival: I haven't been back to my hometown for the holidays for many years. I really miss the delicious triangular zongzi. There are many customs in my hometown, but I don't remember much.

This is a baisuozi. Grandma twists five-color silk threads into a string every year, which is very long.

When I got up the next morning, my arms were already tied. Needless to say, grandma came to me first.

Stickers There are stickers on the doorframes every year.

Some are folded with monochrome yellow paper, and some are woven with five-color paper. Grandma once taught me how to fold, and now I have forgotten all about it.

I wonder if there is such a custom in other places: hundreds of seeds are buried in the ground. At that time, grandma said that the seeds buried in the ground would turn into flower snakes to ensure a bumper harvest in one year.

Although I am naughty, I never dig those "snakes" for fear that they will come out and bite people. Later, I learned that it was a story made up by the old man to coax the children and be afraid of breaking the "superstition".

I really can't remember other customs, but I can't forget the hundreds of zongzi on the Dragon Boat Festival every year. It's not easy to wrap zongzi. Be sure to fold the leaves of zongzi, otherwise it will "show the stuffing"

Although it is difficult to wrap, there are many kinds: rice wrapped in red dates, millet wrapped in candied dates and rice wrapped in zongzi. It takes a long time to cook zongzi in a big pot.

I often have to wait for my mouth to water, but grandma still won't give it to me. Cooking is too difficult. The newly cooked zongzi is not delicious.

Once, I didn't wait until I was full before I realized that my tongue was blistered. Immediately put these delicious zongzi into a basin full of cold water to cool down, and I have already eaten them.

Many days later, there will always be zongzi for three meals a day. The zongzi sold in the street is not very delicious, either the rice is hard or the rice is not fragrant and tastes tasteless.

What is this called zongzi? It's just a rice cake The delicious zongzi reminds me of my thoughts, and the sweet shouting reminds me of my thoughts.

Today our family went to Bailuyuan to play. Bailu was originally in Baqiao District. According to my father, the "deer" in the idiom "referring to a deer as a horse" was caught from Bailuyuan. First of all, we came to the tomb of Empress Bo, who was the Emperor Gaozu ... This article "Travel Notes of Bailuyuan" was compiled from junior high school compositions for reference only. Thank you for your reading and support ~ Welcome to share your comments!

Today our family went to Bailuyuan to play. Bailu was originally in Baqiao District. According to my father, the "deer" in the idiom "referring to a deer as a horse" was caught from Bailuyuan.

We first came to the mausoleum of Empress Dowager, the concubine of Emperor Gaozu Liu Bang and the mother of Emperor Xiaowen. This mausoleum of hers is really a drop in the bucket compared with the dry mausoleum of Wu Zetian that I went to the year before last. There are also many stone statues of the ancients. Under each stone statue, there is a story about filial piety, such as "Huang Xiang smells Xi" and "tasting medicine for his mother". I looked at them one by one, very touched!

6. Bailuyuan wrote 350 words a day. The sun is shining and the weather is fine. We all wear very little, but we feel cool and comfortable. Near Yanming Lake, the distant mountains are endless, and full of green is really like a green ocean. There is a lot of red in the green forest.

There is a green river, like a jasper, in the middle of a house with green roofs, mountains and green trees. Walking, I suddenly saw a lake. The lake is blue, like a big mirror. The sun shines on the lake, glittering everywhere.

Flash. It turns out that this is a big reservoir. There are many tourists boating and playing with electric boats on the lake, and all the tourists have satisfied smiles on their faces.

We came to the ski resort, where there is a slope at the foot of the mountain. Under the slope is a messy meadow. Although I was a little scared, I played bravely once. The speed of the grass-skiing car is like flying. I almost had a heart attack, but I still think it's fun!

7. The landscape composition of primary school students' Bailuyuan is a provincial-level scenic spot with beautiful scenery. Today, my parents and I came to the rock scenic spot to see the scenery.

As soon as you enter the gate of the rock scenic spot, you see the waterfall, which is called "water curtain cave Day". After a walk, we came to a cave called "Hanging Rainbow Cave". When we walk into this cave, we can see a stone engraved with "flying stone". When I walked out of this "hanging rainbow cave", I was already sweating and panting. Oh, stand on a stone, drink water on it and have a rest. After a while, we continued to climb the mountain, and I crawled with difficulty. But I climbed so fast that my parents couldn't climb any more. We just looked at the scenery there and found that the leaves there were very beautiful. Later, we took the cable car up the mountain. In mid-air, we saw the peach trees there were so beautiful that we reached the top of the mountain. Here comes the "floating pavilion" at the top. The "pavilion" is divided into two floors. There is a stone table in the center of the pavilion. Looking out from the pavilion, it is a beautiful scenery. The beautiful bay scenery and city scenery are right under our eyes. There are many tall buildings in urban areas and many Chinese flowers. Birds fly in the air, and sometimes all kinds of boats pass by. There is also a stone bridge on the stone sea next to the scenic spot, and the traffic on it is constant. From a distance, the vehicles are only as big as ants, as if there were many at once. The scenery here is really beautiful!

I love Shantou, but I love the rock scenic spot in my hometown more, because it gives me happiness and makes me linger.

8. An 800-word composition about Bailuyuan, Wangchuan and Lantian is remembered not only for his stupidity, but also for his responsibility and loyalty as a soldier. At the critical juncture of the country's life and death, he walked out of Zhongtiao Mountain with his mentor's "pillar of the world is at this peak" and "spirit of Bailuyuan" to guard the last barrier of Tongguan.

Perhaps the saddest thing for Lu is not that he died in the civil war. The saddest thing is that he was transported back to his hometown as a martyr for burial. Finally, someone deliberately took a shit on his tombstone. This inevitably reminds me of Yu Xia in Lu Xun's Medicine. In order to save the country, all Yu Xia got was the ridicule of the sweatshop and the bloody steamed bread that Hua Laoshuan bought in the morning. Ten years later, the people are still cold-blooded and numb.

It is said that there is also a prototype, namely General Chen Longguang. The existence of such a figure is also a national glory!

White Deer Plain is a masterpiece, and there are too many characters in black and pink. There are also Mr. Zhu's proud disciple Heiwalu, the best long-term worker Lu San, the revolutionary soldier Lu, the traditional wife, etc ... There are too many words to say, but they are condensed in real time. Perhaps this is the charm of famous books. Reading a book is like going through an era and feeling the joys and sorrows of a lifetime.

I only hope that after the prosperous scenery in the world, between the lines, people and I will forget each other, care about each other silently, and be quiet and excellent.