The third day of March in the lunar calendar is a traditional festival for many ethnic groups in China. In the Central Plains, there is a saying of worshiping ancestors and worshiping Xuanyuan on March 3. The following are three essays about the March 3rd festival. Welcome to read ! March 3rd Festival Composition 1
"It’s March 3rd again, and kites are flying all over the sky, pulling my thoughts and dreams..." A pleasant song came from not far away, and I couldn’t help but Trance. ah! It turned out that March 3rd was here, and I couldn’t help but have a smile on my face. March 3rd is a traditional festival of the Zhuang people in Guangxi. It is called "Wofupo" or "Wopo" by the Zhuang people, which means "go outside and sing in the fields." At the same time, it is also the "Singing Fairy" in memory of Sanjie Liu. On that day, we will all go to worship our ancestors, which is called "Mountain Worship."
Every year on March 3rd, the riverside in my hometown is always bustling with people, old and young, wearing traditional Zhuang costumes. Even a child like me is inevitably "coerced and lured" by my mother. I was forced to put on a smaller version of the strong clothes. I thought I would be laughed at by my friends when I went out, but I was relieved when I saw that they were dressed the same as me. "Little aunt, let's go under the old tree! There are many people there, and there are children dressed the same as us. Let's go and have a look!" Luanyue pulled the hem of my clothes and blinked with her watery eyes. , I nodded helplessly. We strode towards the river and came to the old tree by the river. I couldn't help but calm down. It was indeed very lively under the tree. The old Zhuang people with fluttering beards sat under the tree, each holding a horse-bone beard in their hands. They began to play in tacit agreement. The beautiful notes floated under the tree and floated into our ears, intoxicated. our hearts. I closed my eyes and savored it carefully. Sometimes the music was magnificent, sometimes it was long and melodious, with ups and downs. I felt as if I was in front of a majestic waterfall or walking on a trickling river. It brought me into a magical world - the world of music, and it brought indescribable shock to my soul!
"Little aunt! Little aunt! The grandfathers are good at pulling. I want to learn it too! But I want to learn that one more!" Luanyue pointed excitedly not far away with her little hand. "Pah, pah, pah..." I looked along her little hand and saw a group of men and women holding poles. Was that the sound they made just now by hitting each other? "This is a fight!" I couldn't help but scream in a low voice. "Nonsense!" I was slapped on the head. I turned around angrily and saw my brother saying, "Is this a carrying pole? It's our custom! I don't even know this!" I was speechless. "Let's go! Let's learn from my brother!" My brother and I each took a pole and imitated them to fight in a decent manner. The more we fought, the more energetic we became, and the more we fought, the more addictive we became. During this period, I deliberately slapped my brother with a pole a few times. Seeing him scream in pain, I felt secretly happy! Shhh... keep your voice down, don't let him hear it!
"Little aunt! Look!" What happened again, I turned my head. I saw small boats floating on the river. There was a man and woman on each small boat. They followed the sound of the river and sang the most simple and unpretentious folk songs gracefully with their unique voices. They held hands and their faces were filled with joy. Happy smile. The girls smiled coquettishly and gave the hydrangeas in their hands to the young man they liked. Warm applause burst out from the surroundings. "Congratulations!" "Haha, there is another marriage!"... Various blessing sounds came. I think they will be happy.
"Little aunt, it's getting late. Aunt asked us to go to the mountain to collect maple leaves and yellow rice grass to make five-color glutinous rice, and then we have to go to worship our ancestors! Let's go quickly!" I nodded and pulled me. She ran towards the hills. "It's March 3rd again, and kites are flying all over the sky, pulling my thoughts and dreams..." March 3rd, this is a fun and meaningful festival! The Zhuang nationality is an ancient nation that is simple, good at singing and dancing, hardworking and kind-hearted. Zhuang Township, a beautiful place with long culture! March 3rd Festival Essay 2
"March 3rd" is a traditional festival of the Zhuang people. In order to celebrate this festival, our school decided to hold the "March 3" food culture on campus event.
On the day of the event, it was very lively. As soon as I walked into the campus, I saw smiles on all the faces of the students.
I carried the prepared fruits and walked straight to the classroom without even bothering to eat breakfast. As soon as I entered the classroom, I was shocked, my God! This is not a classroom! It is simply a fruit market. The desks are already filled with various fruits brought by the students, including watermelon, dragon fruit, grapes...
Seeing that some students have already made fruit platters, I Join their ranks immediately. I came to the group we had assembled before and divided the work, washing fruits, cutting fruits, and plating. After a while, our group put together a plate of fruit, with watermelon as the crown, banana as the hair, and grapes as the eyes. A fruit platter called "The Queen's Arrival" was ready. Just as I was sipping a drink and admiring our works, I suddenly heard an announcement on the radio: "Students, please take your works to the playground and place them..."
I looked around, wow! The glutinous rice platter in our class was really amazing. At some point, several parents in our class arranged different patterns on three dustpans.
The largest glutinous rice platter is made of yellow, red, blue, purple, and black glutinous rice arranged into "petals" and bordered with cherry tomatoes. The "stamens" are made into a circle with sausages, and half a hollowed-out rice is placed in the middle. The "cantaloupe bowl" is filled with fried sesame seeds, and the huge dustpan is filled to the top. It can be called a "Big Mac"! The other two platters also have their own merits and will make people drool!
We carefully brought the delicacies to the playground for display, and the playground was already bustling with people. Teachers, parents, and classmates went back and forth to watch the delicacies of each class. I couldn't wait to follow. Wow! I thought that our class was the best, but I didn’t expect that the other classes were also good, especially the fourth grade. The glutinous rice platter was made like a cake.
When the teacher announced that we could taste the delicacies, we immediately "went on a killing spree" and "catched up" all the delicacies on the table.
Eating, laughing, happy "March 3rd", a different kind of "March 3rd", looking forward to more exciting next year! March 3rd Festival Essay 3
This March 3rd, for the first time in history, we have a 4-day holiday. Hehe, it’s fun. My mother took me back to my grandma’s house, a Zhuang ethnic minority.
Grandma’s home is in a small town in Nanning. March 3rd is locally called the "Sing Fair Festival" in memory of Sanjie Liu, so it is also called the "Singing Fairy Fair".
That day, my cousins ??were dressed up beautifully and I heard that they were going to sing duets by the river. When we got to the river, wow, it was crowded! There were countless men and women, singing from one side to the other, singing to each other. How lively! After watching the antiphon, my mother took me to play bamboo pole dancing. There were actually thousands of people playing, and I could learn it as soon as possible.
Finally, my mother took me to watch the float parade, thousands of martial arts, thousands of square dance performances, Chinese Zhuang Country Singer Competition, martial arts Sanda ring competition, embroidered ball throwing competition and other colorful programs. I was hooked.
In the evening, my grandma gave me colorful glutinous rice to eat. It was so delicious!
Ah, unforgettable March 3rd! A delicious and fun festival!