Article 1: A 400-word essay on the customs of my hometown in elementary school. The Spring Festival is the most solemn traditional festival in China, and different places have different customs.

My hometown Liyang also has some unique customs.

For example, you should take out all the garbage at home on New Year's Eve, which means taking out the dirt and troubles of this year, and you cannot take out the garbage or borrow money from others on New Year's Day.

Fish must be cooked at the New Year's Eve reunion dinner, and everyone must eat fish, which means there will be more than enough (fish) every year.

There is also a custom in my hometown of Liyang that men have to cook breakfast on New Year's Day every year. Because women have cooked for a year, they don't have to cook breakfast on New Year's Day and can take a break.

There is also breakfast on the first day of the new year. As the daughter-in-law, she has to serve breakfast to her parents-in-law to show her respect for the elderly.

There is another important custom during the Spring Festival - paying New Year greetings to the elders.

The younger generation buys some things in the supermarket and goes to the elder's home to pay New Year greetings. When they arrive at the elder's home, they will hand the younger generation a cup of brown sugar water or sweet red date soup, wishing the younger generation a prosperous and sweet life.

Of course, the elders will also give lucky money to the younger ones. What I like is to get red envelopes. When we in Liyang give lucky money, we will put it in a square cake, which also means that life, study, and work will improve step by step.

I have collected a lot of New Year's money this year, and I also have my own pocket money. I plan to deposit it in the bank and take it out when I need it during my studies.

There are many different customs in my hometown... This is the Spring Festival in my hometown, the Spring Festival in my eyes!

Chapter 2: A 400-word essay on the customs of my hometown in primary school. “There are different winds in a hundred miles, and different customs in a thousand miles.” Every place has its own unique customs, and drying bamboo shoots is one of the spring customs unique to Shaoxing, my hometown.

Every year around Qingming Festival, on a clear day, my father and grandfather would carry hoes and sacks and go dig bamboo shoots on their mountain.

There are various types of bamboo shoots dug out, including thunder bamboo shoots, hairy bamboo shoots, light bamboo shoots, pen-headed bamboo shoots... These can be dried into dried bamboo shoots, and their tastes are also different.

Early the next morning, our whole family was very busy.

My grandfather and I were responsible for peeling the bamboo shoots; grandma used a kitchen knife to remove the mud from the bamboo shoots and the red roots at the roots of the bamboo shoots and cleaned them; my father had the strength to cut the bamboo shoots and cut them into four or five centimeter pieces or

Bamboo shoots, stack them in a bamboo basket, fill them and carry them into the kitchen.

My mother has already lit a fire in the wood stove, poured them into a large pot, and cooked them until they are halfway cooked. Then she will put the dried vegetables in, cook them for about 40 minutes, add some salt, and simmer for a while until the moisture is gone.

After stewing in a pot, fragrant and tender bamboo shoots come out. The bamboo shoots are translucent and reddish, and the fragrance is overflowing. Whenever the bamboo shoots come out of the pot, I will secretly eat a few pieces, ah!

It tastes great, tender and delicious.

Take a bite and the juice inside will spill out.

After a busy morning like this, ten pots of bamboo shoots were ready.

Next, it’s time to start spreading the sun.

My grandfather and I first laid out a large bamboo plaque on the cement floor at the door, took out baskets of bamboo shoots, and spread them evenly on the net. They only had to wait for a few days of strong sunlight to dry the bamboo shoots.

Chapter 3: A 400-word essay on the customs of my hometown in primary school. There are some customs in my hometown that no one can change.

In my hometown, there is a rule that during the Chinese New Year, no matter who you are, you must rush back to reunite with your family and have a "reunion dinner."

During the Chinese New Year, the family gathers around a table to talk and laugh. It is such a happy picture.

In normal times, it is difficult for everyone to get together because of their busy schedules of work and study.

As a child, I always looked forward to this reunion day every year.

During the "reunion dinner", our family has to clink glasses with each other, but we kids don't know how to drink, so what should we do? Haha, you must have heard the saying "replace wine with tea", right?

We children will use drinks or tea instead of wine to clink glasses with each other.

The clinking of glasses by everyone represents the summary of the past year; represents each other's expectations and blessings for the new year; and represents the harmony and happiness of the family.

Everyone gathers together to talk about their plans for daily life, work, study, etc. this year, share them with their loved ones, and encourage and support each other.

"Reunion dinner" represents the reunion of people's lives, the happiness of life, and the harmony and beauty of the big family of the motherland! Chapter 4 Customs of Hometown in Elementary School 400-word Essay In my hometown of Kaiping, Guangdong, rice dumplings are no longer unique to the Dragon Boat Festival.

Yes.

During festivals here, the elderly have to make rice dumplings.

On the morning of the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, my grandma set up a small table in the main room early, with a pot of soaked mung beans, a large bowl of fried peanuts, a large pot of bacon mixed with five-spice powder, and

Soaked mushrooms and shrimps.

After these fillings are prepared, the protagonist comes on the stage. A bunch of washed shiny green rice dumpling leaves are soaked in the basin, and the white and plump glutinous rice lies quietly in the basin, each grain is round and full of energy.

waiting.

I smelled the fragrance of rice dumpling leaves and leaned aside to wait.