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Below are the essays on the Aojiu Festival (generally 10 pieces) that I have compiled for you. Welcome to read and collect them.

Aojiu Festival Composition 1 The twenty-ninth day of the first lunar month is our traditional festival in Fuzhou - the festival.

Although the Aojiu Festival is not as lively as other festivals, it is very warm.

Because we come to celebrate this festival with a grateful heart!

"Aojiu Festival" comes from the legend of "Mulian saved his mother".

In ancient times, there was a man named Mulian whose mother defended evil during her lifetime and was imprisoned in a cell in the underworld after her death. When he visited the prison, he often gave his mother food, but all was eaten by the guards who guarded her.

Later, Mulian mixed the glutinous rice with peanuts, red dates, longan, brown sugar and other raw materials, sprinkled a handful of sesame seeds and gave it to his mother!

When the jailer saw the dark porridge, he thought it was dirty and did not dare to eat it!

Therefore, "Aojiu Porridge" was delivered to my mother.

This day happened to be the 29th day of the first lunar month, and Mulian’s mother also happened to be 29 years old!

"Aojiu Festival" is also called "Xiaojiu Festival".

The sweet porridge blends into people's warm hearts!

My mother and I got up early and went to the market to select ingredients to make porridge together!

The supermarket is already crowded with people, and red beans, glutinous rice, brown sugar and other ingredients are already lying on the shelves!

It must have been twenty minutes!

My mother and I returned home with a full load.

Peeling peanuts, washing rice, peeling water chestnuts, with the cooperation of mother and daughter, we can make Aojiu porridge that is full of fragrance and tempting to eat!

I carefully filled a bowl of porridge and brought it to my mother who had been busy for a long time!

Mom smiled knowingly.

We should be grateful to our mothers!

From the day we were born, the burden on our mother has become much heavier!

From being as beautiful as a flower to being covered in freckles now, it is enough to witness how hard my mother works!

When encountering any major event, my mother will bear it independently!

Mother's love comes from bringing umbrellas in the rain, which makes me wet and warms me; from putting clothes on me in the car, it cools me and warms me; from encouraging me in exams, I tire myself and revitalizes me...those bits and pieces

The trivial things contain a mother's love that is as vast as the sky and the ocean!

If mother is the basin, then we are the water in the basin; mother is the eyelids, then we are the eyes in the eyes; mother is the mirror box, then we are the glasses in the box... Motherly love is extremely great!

We made our mother suffer a lot when we were in her belly. When our mother gave birth to us, the pain she faced was indescribable in any words!

We owe our mother a debt that we can never repay!

Mother who has gone through many vicissitudes of life, she hopes that we will become talents.

The first bowl of porridge on the Aojiu Festival is dedicated to our mother, which is also a little bit of love for our mother!

I don’t know how many tears and sweat my mother shed for us.

We only know that we owe our mother so much.

Mother devoted her whole life to us, and we thrived under her care.

When we cry, the comforting voices make us happy; when we fall, there are always a pair of big hands to brush away the dust for us; when there is something good to eat, we are the first to taste it.

"The kindness of a drop of water will be repaid by a spring of water"!

Not to mention the mother who gave birth to us and raised us!

Flowers, plants, trees, fish, insects, birds and animals all know how to be grateful, let alone us as children!

I think we have all grown up and can do a lot of things for our mothers!

The willows swaying green are the trees' gratitude to the spring breeze; the fruit bearing down on the branches is the season's gratitude to the sweat; the birds spreading their wings are freedom's gratitude to the blue sky.

Gratitude will make everything full of beauty. Let our flowers of gratitude bloom tomorrow and be beautiful and beautiful forever!

Aojiu Festival Composition 2 The twenty-ninth day of the first lunar month is a unique traditional festival in Fuzhou, the "Aojiu Festival", also known as the "Filial Piety Festival".

This day every year always brings sweet and long-lasting thoughts to people in Fuzhou.

The story of the Aojiu Festival is recorded in "Fujian Miscellaneous Notes" by Shi Hongbao of the Qing Dynasty. It comes from "the legacy of Monk Mulian who saved his mother, so it is also called filial porridge."

In ancient times, there was a man named Mulian. His mother, Qingti, was vicious during her lifetime. She violently drove away the monks and nuns who came to seek alms. After her death, she was imprisoned in hell and tortured, turning into a hungry ghost.

The food that Mulian gave to his mother when he visited the prison was all eaten by the jailer.

In desperation, he came up with a way to mix water chestnuts, brown sugar, peanuts, glutinous rice, etc. to make sweet porridge, and then sprinkled with black sesame seeds.

When the jailer saw the bowl of dark stuff, he thought it was dirty, so he stopped obstructing her. Only then did Qingti eat the porridge brought by her son.

This day happened to be the twenty-ninth day of the first lunar month, and Mulian's mother also happened to be twenty-nine years old.

The villagers admired Mulian's filial piety and imitated his filial piety. They cook "Aojiu porridge" on the 29th of the first lunar month every year to honor their parents and elders in the neighborhood, and this has become a custom.

This story reminds me of a rainy day when my mother was sick and braved the rain to deliver an umbrella... It was "The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it." One morning in the summer, the sun was scorching hot

I was having breakfast with my eyes on the earth and thought: The sun is quite strong today, so I should leave the umbrella in my schoolbag at home.

So, I did what I wanted.

God just went against me and chose to invite Brother Wuyun to be my guest when I was out of school.

Suddenly it began to rain heavily, and I began to regret not bringing an umbrella.