Today, grandma also made zongzi. I took out two leaves of Zongzi, one big and one small, and folded a corner like my grandmother. I put a little soaked glutinous rice on the folded trumpet, stuffed a large piece of fat pork and covered it with glutinous rice. I began to feel a little smug, thinking: Simple jiaozi can't stop my cleverness. However, when I covered the rice leaves again, the glutinous rice did not listen to me like a naughty child and jumped out one by one. I'm running around like an ant on hot bricks. Fortunately, grandma "relieved" me-I dropped some glutinous rice a little bit, and I was relieved, and a heavy stone was put down in my heart. After many twists and turns, I finally reached the last step-tying a brown rope. Zongzi is delicious only if it is tightly wrapped, so I took a brown rope and tied it round and round before giving it to grandma. Only then did I know that wrapping zongzi is a craft, and it is not easy to wrap it.

I feel that people commemorate Qu Yuan's great patriotic spirit through various colorful activities, and the traditional custom of the Dragon Boat Festival has been formed over time. It contains the deep feelings of the people of the motherland and carries the splendid culture of the Chinese nation. It originated in China and developed in China. We should protect it, pass it on and let people all over the world know that the Dragon Boat Festival is our own festival.

I looked forward to the Dragon Boat Festival when I was very young. The tempting zongzi is mouth-watering. The long rice grains are cooked yellow and covered with red bean paste or dates. The rice is a little transparent, but also presents some reddish colors, and the corners of the mouth are stubbornly upturned, which is very cute. The leaves wrapped in zongzi are covered with water and soaked with a little rice fragrance. Bite it down and put it on the zongzi. It smells like rice. Take another bite and you'll see a dark red filling. The stuffing is sweet, and with rice, this sweetness is not greasy; The sweetness of red dates or red bean paste is blended into rice, which also has a special taste.

I often eat a moustache, and my mother laughs at me as a "big-faced cat". I didn't mind, just smiled, licked my rice with my tongue, wiped my mouth with my hand, and went to grandma.

Grandma will look at me with a smile, slowly move to the bed and take out some sachets from the sewing basket beside the pillow. At that time, my grandmother had only one grandson, and I loved her very much, so every year five or six grandmothers made sachets. These sachets are all kinds, but as far as I can remember, nothing seems to be the same. Grandma was very skilled at that time and could make many kinds of tricks. There are deer, tigers, snakes and geckos; And the sun, the moon and the stars; There are also some flowers and hearts. No matter what he does, it seems that something is wrong. Although it is not vivid, it is by no means worse than the one bought by the roadside.

Although I didn't like the smell of sachet very much, it was undoubtedly my best decoration at that time. It's like hype. Aunt looked at me and laughed at me for bragging. I don't care what she said, I still "admire myself" and ran to my mother to play.