The Laba Festival in my hometown is coming, which reminds me of the Laba Festival in my hometown. It was a very interesting festival, and there are many customs about Laba Festival in my hometown, which I still remember.
There is a saying in my hometown: "Laba Laba, freeze your chin." Because we entered the twelfth lunar month, the weather was really "cold". Therefore, on the day of Laba, every family had to make sticky rice and "touch their chin".
Laba Festival has a long history in our country. Different customs in different places lead to different customs and diets. However, its importance is not worse than other traditional festivals. Because after Laba, it is not far from the Spring Festival, and the flavor of the year is getting stronger and stronger.
When we were young, on the day of Laba, we always had a bowl of sticky and fragrant yellow rice dry rice. Everyone gives that little spoonful of sugar, and it tastes delicious! I feel that it is good to be old like this Laba. However, people who have experienced that era, it is actually a luxury for Laba to eat sticky rice. There is no yellow rice in the grain ration in the grain store. Some people have relatives in the countryside or have other doorways. Anyway, people's expectations for Laba are still very high, because they can have a full meal.
I began to miss Laba Festival in my hometown. I wish I could go back to my hometown to celebrate Laba Festival and eat a bowl of fragrant sticky rice. How pleasant it would be!
Today is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, which was called "La Yue" in ancient times, commonly known as "Laba Festival".
This afternoon, I received some laba porridge through the activity of "sending blessings into thousands of families", and I intend to give it to those who work silently for us.
After school, there was still snow in the sky. My mother and I held up an umbrella and took the fragrant and sweet Laba porridge to the security department of the school. At first, the door was closed. I bravely stepped forward and knocked at the door. Maybe the noise was too low. Plus, someone was talking inside. When I was about to knock again, the door opened. To my surprise, it was my head teacher who opened the door. She came to explain something to the security uncle. I was nervous for a while, then opened my mouth and said to Uncle Bao: "You have worked hard, and this bowl of Laba porridge is for you!" " When I handed him Laba porridge with both hands, he repeatedly said, "Thank you!" " The teacher on the side said, "The children in our class are really sensible!"
Listening to the teacher's words, I am very happy, because I think I sent it right. Uncle security is on duty 24 hours a day, and is responsible for the security work in and around the school. They are the first line of security for the school property and the teachers and students of the school. It is their hard work that makes our peaceful and harmonious campus.
Walking on the way home, the cold wind blows on my face, but my heart is warm, because Laba porridge is small, but it contains the warmth and sweetness we sent in time in the cold winter.
Laba Festival composition in my hometown 300 words (3) The annual Laba Festival has arrived again. The day before, my mother went home with a lot of things and said cheerfully, "Cook Laba porridge!" "
I saw my mother first put the rice and beans that are not easy to boil. When the beans are soft and the soup is red, put the nuts in the pot and stir them with a spoon. After about an hour, the thick fragrance began to overflow from the edge of the pot and floated into my nose. "Drink porridge." I couldn't wait to pick up the delicious porridge, and my mouth was watering after smelling it. Take another sip. It's sticky, thick and sweet. It's delicious. I raised my thumb while drinking and said, "delicious, delicious, delicious!" Still my mother is a good cook! " Mom smiled, and so did dad.
Soon, a bowl of porridge was finished, and I licked the porridge bowl with small tongue, thinking that I couldn't waste it! Alas, I accidentally became a Laba cat, and another burst of laughter rang out.
Do you know that today is Laba Festival, and everyone should know the ancient custom of eating Laba porridge after Laba Festival?
This evening, after I finished my homework, an attractive sweet smell came to my nose. I hurried to the table and looked intently. Wow! It's my favorite: Laba porridge. I sniffed hard, and the various flavors of miscellaneous grains were mixed together, including raisins, peanuts, red dates, glutinous rice, black rice, coix seed and rice ... My mother came over with a big smile and said happily, "Come and try my good craft!"
I immediately sat down, picked up the stainless steel bowl and greedily sniffed the tempting aroma. I picked up chopsticks and couldn't wait to take a bite of rice in my mouth. Ah! Wonderful craftsmanship, the sweetness, fragrance, slightly sour taste of raisins and other miscellaneous flavors are mixed together, so I can't tell which is right and which is so sweet, I even doubt that my mother put a few spoonfuls of sugar in it. I quickly "destroyed" a bowl of delicious food, ate another bowl, ate another half bowl, and ate another half bowl. I ate three whole bowls. Fragrant, sweet, sweet and sour, this Laba porridge is really memorable!
Until now, I still remember the taste of Laba porridge! This is really the Laba Festival on the tip of the tongue!