1. The bright moon sends acacia, and the Mid-Autumn Festival talks about the topic of reunion.

On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the family is reunited.

Some people, however, keep a full moon empty and miss their relatives far away. Affection cannot be measured by distance. Relatives and wanderers * * * keep a bright moon, and the bright moon sends acacia.

We were lucky enough to see the full moon shrouded in mist on the fifteenth night. It symbolizes family happiness and reunion, as beautiful as a full moon. Therefore, the Mid-Autumn Festival has also become a symbolic festival of family reunion besides the Spring Festival.

The bright moon shuttles through the clouds with longing and expectation, but it seems that it will never reach its destination. Fan Zhongyan described his homesickness like this. He leans on the height of the building alone, letting the spirits enter the sorrow and turn into tears of missing his hometown and relatives.

a thousand miles away, the bright moonlight pours thousands of miles, reflecting everyone's deep thoughts. "The bright moon on the sea * * * is born in the tide". The wanderer faces his hometown across the sea, and the homesick and homesick people have to take the bright moon as their spiritual sustenance. "Who's partial boat tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building? " I don't know whose homesickness is in the lonely boat tonight, and I don't know where the people in the building who miss people at this time are. Acacia is like moonlight that lasts forever. It also means "one kind of acacia, two places of leisure". Mid-Autumn Festival, family reunion, how can a wanderer who is far away from home not go home yet? This is how the family can not miss? Moonlight "I don't know how many people will return by moonlight, and the moon will shake the trees all over the river." Moonlight is all over the earth. How many people can go home and reunite with their families by moonlight? The messy and restless parting is like mottled shadows under the trees on the river, and the lovesickness of parting is full of empty and waiting family members.

Don't keep your family waiting too long! Even if you are busy, you will still have time. Take time to go home and have a reunion festival with your parents and relatives who are waiting for you at home. Don't let yourself only send acacia to the bright moon, and it turns out to be "one kind of acacia, two kinds of leisure worries". 2. Write a 3-word essay with' The Moon sends acacia thousands of miles away' < P > It's the Mid-Autumn Festival again. The weather was a little cold, and a leaf fell from the osmanthus tree. The jade rabbit in the sky reluctantly let the autumn wind sweep the beautiful and clean fluff.

Today, it seems that only moon cakes are preserved in the Mid-Autumn Festival tradition. On August 15th, downstairs, no one was cold and cheerless. No matter how soft the bright wheel shone, no one took time out of his busy schedule to pay attention to this silent blue sky.

Without the moon, I don't even bother to eat moon cakes. I don't know where the festival is all day. The moonlight quietly left the unconscious human beings from the busy cracks under the reinforced concrete ...

I sat in the quiet courtyard and looked up at the sky on the autumn night in my hometown in the countryside, and the stars that I didn't see in the city flashed into my eyes. The most beautiful thing is the moon. Looking at it calmly, it receives the glory of diarrhea, and it seems to hear its whispers and laughter. I think: even if I spend the whole evening on the grass in front of a forest, or sitting or lying on a slightly inclined hillside, with a few leisure and elegant relatives and friends, looking at the stars and the bright moon, savoring the quiet and far-reaching, that is the real Mid-Autumn Moon Night.

A bright moon night, plus people who can appreciate such artistic conception, must be the most beautiful picture in the world. Unfortunately, where can I find this real festival?

Now, we can only forget about the moonlit night and let boundless Leng Yue find its own master. Soft light turns to cold light, clear light turns to turbid light, beautiful Mid-Autumn Festival, chilling nights, and silvery water lines in the still waves, carrying a heart that will not last forever, flowing farther than the ends of the earth.

Sitting in the lonely moonlight, we no longer want to enjoy ourselves. We only hope that busy people will wake up happily, continue to write about the moonlight and festivals that have been going on for thousands of years, and find the true meaning of their lives and the innate innocence in the time that passes like water. When a person can find this enlightenment, he is the most beautiful scenery in the world on the Mid-Autumn Festival on a full moon night.

We don't want to rush to the full moon like Chang 'e, and sigh and enjoy ourselves alone in the vast Guanghan Palace. We just hope that today, as in the past, will be like this, and tomorrow night will be long. 3. Write a 5-word article on the theme of missing under the autumn moon

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs. This matter is ancient and difficult, and I hope that people will last for a long time. " The Mid-Autumn Festival has arrived, but the expected figure has not yet arrived. The telephone rings, and the joyful smile condenses at this time. In the festival of unity, he was missing. Due to busy work, I can't go home during Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day. I also joked with him-my father: "I'm going to complain about your boss. Isn't there a holiday on such an important day?" Dad said, "OK, I'll give you the phone, so you can complain!" " I can still feel the implied smile, but the deep disappointment still lingers for a long time. Tonight, the moon is round and round ...

"Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir. I'm afraid that lonely figure is leaning on the laurel tree alone now, facing the pale moon. Those workers who can't go home and unite in the Mid-Autumn Festival like my father, I'm afraid they are also staring at the sky and sending their thoughts away.

My father, like most people, works hard for life. The figure in the hot sun and the pace in the cold winter are always imprinted in my mind. Although I didn't experience such hardships personally, I saw my father's shirt soaked in sweat and his skin tanned by the scorching sun. And his hands cracked by frost and snow in that winter, whether it is wind or rain, he still works silently. Not only he, but also the workers led by him, basically work on the construction site with hammers every day except for the Chinese New Year or special holidays (excluding Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day). I remember a few times, I went to the workers' room to play, and saw several uncles lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling with motionless eyes, looking so focused, and some of them seemed to see tears flashing in their eyes. Now I finally understand, that sadness, that tears are thoughts condensed by thoughts, drifting with the wind, sending them their thoughts. Undoubtedly, no matter when and where, home is our strong backing and the eternal flame of faith in our hearts. Whenever I think of it, I feel a clear spring flowing through my heart, warm, moist and cool.

Jingui is fragrant and fragrant, and the moon's clear light is a thousand miles away. The whole earth is shrouded in its clear light, hazy and mysterious. Tonight's night is not calm after all, because their ardent hearts are beating for their thoughts all the time. The bustling and lively Mid-Autumn Night has become beautiful and slightly sad. The sky tonight is so dark and pure, reflecting the charming brilliance-cold and confused ...

Tonight, we are reunited and drunk in the moonlight, and he is alone, the father who is sometimes serious and sometimes funny. We just sit quietly and have no fun at ordinary times. I only hope that I can send my homesickness to the distant moon, and I hope that he, my father, will enjoy the same bright moon like us, although there is no accompanying, but the meaning is the same. Under the autumn moon, we are disappointed and miss you, my father.

As the night faded away, we moved our chairs and went back to the house. Looking back, we just didn't want to give up ... 4. Can the composition

Missing for the Mid-Autumn Festival be allowed to be fictional? I miss my grandfather in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Mid-Autumn Festival-Memories

Today, the moon is particularly round, and the bright moonlight falls on the earth, as if it were coated with a layer of silvery white armor. Why is the moon so round today? Because today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

the wind rustled, blowing up a little fallen leaves on the ground. I was holding a moon cake at this time, staring at the moon with deep affection. The round moon was hanging in the sky. I looked at it for a long time, and I saw a person-my grandfather. I know nothing about grandpa. I know grandpa died of overwork. I haven't seen my grandfather since the day I was born, and I miss him only through that portrait. It was that photo that made me know that that person was my grandfather. But how did grandpa show up today? Grandpa's face is kind, slowly and gently floating towards me. I was so happy that I rushed over and asked my grandfather, "Grandpa! How did you show up? " Grandpa said, "If you miss me, I will appear." After that, grandpa said to me, "Go! Grandpa will take you to the moon! " I cheered happily, took my grandfather's hand and got ready. Grandpa took me to fly to the moon, and I suddenly found that I seemed to be in a dream, as if I were like the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon, like a dream, and everything was so empty and faint that people were in a fairyland.

When the moon arrived, I stood on the surface of the moon and found WU GANG with an axe under a laurel tree, Chang 'e dancing in the Guanghan Palace, and some houses. The moon is no longer so lonely and desolate. Grandpa said, "We can also play a little game here-super high jump, that is, we can jump hard on a field and jump very high under weightlessness." I jumped with curiosity, wow! I jumped 5.6 meters. I broke the Olympic record on the earth in one fell swoop. I danced happily. Suddenly, a voice came out: What are you doing?

My body seemed to be out of its shell, and I suddenly woke up. It turned out that I had just been staring at the moon in a daze, and my sister had just called me. I remembered what I had just experienced. I looked at the moon again and found it was as sweet and pure as grandpa's smiling face ...

I hope you will be satisfied! 5. the moon sends a lovesickness composition thousands of miles away

"Sister, eat moon cakes!" My brother came in with a plate of moon cakes.

Only a handful, this is the fourth Mid-Autumn Festival without my sister. Seeing the round moon cakes always reminds me of my sister who is in Ningxia.

I still remember clearly that I spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with my sister when I was a child. My sister and I are eight or nine years apart, so I can really be regarded as a big sister.

When I was young, every Mid-Autumn Festival sister came to my house for a holiday. Every year, my Mid-Autumn Festival started with my sister's shouts. "Sister, eat moon cakes!" Whenever this happens, I will jump into my sister's arms and reach for the moon cakes in her hands.

My sister always takes me to the balcony, holds me on her lap, and tells me stories while teaching me to recognize the Chinese characters such as "Wu Ren" and "Jujube Mud" on moon cakes. I put my arm around my sister's neck and repeated over and over again another sister with my last name: Chang 'e remembered that when I grew up again, I sat next to my sister and listened to her tell me the ancient poem "I wish people would live for a long time, and I would be beautiful in a thousand miles" and "I don't know the moon when I was a child, so I was called a white jade plate".

I hold moon cakes in my hand and lean against my sister, listening to her talk over and over again, the moon, moonlight, moon cakes ... I miss the Mid-Autumn Festival with my sister. Looking up is the round moon, looking up is my sister's round face, and looking down is the round moon cake in my hand.

I deeply remember to lend me a lecture on Shuidiao Tou. The moon seemed to be more round than usual that day, and my sister said to me, "Have you ever learned Shuidiao Tou?" I cocked my head and said, "I haven't learned."

So my sister taught me to read "When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know what year it is tonight ... "My sister told me by heart, and the most clear sentence I remember so far is:" I hope people can live a long life, and even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can enjoy a bright moon, which is a reunion. "

I have never forgotten that poem since I learned it at the age of six or seven. But now my sister is a senior in Ningxia and can't come back to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with me.

I picked up a piece of moon cake from my plate and went straight to the balcony to enjoy the moon quietly as usual, but I couldn't shake my sister's smile. Sister, are you also enjoying the moon with me thousands of miles away? . 6. Mid-Autumn Missing Articles

Mid-Autumn Missing Tonight, it's so quiet. A bright moon is high in the sky. A trace of autumn wind blows over your cheeks, which is so cool. The moon's radiance has written poems in early autumn on the earth. The shadows of trees are swaying and singing gently with the wind. At this time, I am full of worries, holding a cup of fragrant teas, staring at the deep night sky by the column, and letting my thoughts fly away from the confusion of the night. In that colorful and noisy city, you. Miss your blue water and beauty? The moon star is dark and melancholy, sending it far away.

Tonight, I gently light a candle for you and drink a glass of wine. With the bright moonlight and the soft starlight, please invite WU GANG and Chang 'e from the Moon Palace to read poems and taste wine with us, and sing and dance lightly, so that the ups and downs, distress, sadness and depression of life are all dispersed with the moonlight and the wind. Have you seen it? The moon shadow mother-in-law, through the branches and autumn leaves, quietly left Qinghui behind.

did you hear that? WU GANG's Chang 'e spoke softly, so ashamed that the moon only showed half its face. What a warm night, what an intoxicating Mid-Autumn Festival! Do you remember? ! Tonight. I play a song for you gently, in this soft moonlight, in this faint feeling.

Did you hear the moonlight shining into this melodious ancient song? I miss you deeply in that song. Tonight, I am bathed in the bright moonlight, and my body and mind are as pure and natural as if I had been baptized. All the worldly ugliness, treachery and deception have been washed away, and all the depression in reality has dispersed with the silvery moonlight.

quietly, quietly, the moonlight poured down on me, flowing into my heart and opening my window. I, regardless of my soft thoughts, float away like white clouds, and float to the place where you are.

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How to express my yearning? There are cards on Valentine's Day, Christmas Day and Spring Festival. I often wonder why there is no Mid-Autumn Festival and I can't send them to people I care about. Even if there is, how can I send this card? When the moon is full, I miss you like the tide on the beach. Do you receive it? My grandfather, did you receive this card sent to heaven? When I was young, I was wearing two pigtails, holding my cheek on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, staring at the full moon in the sky, and I began to swallow my saliva, thinking that my grandfather would give me moon cakes tonight. You came over and caressed my head and asked me, what is the moon like? I blurted it out, like a moon cake.

You laugh, you greedy little cat, and then, as if by magic, you take out a piece of moon cake and watch me eat it, laughing and saying, "Slow down, slow down, don't choke, grandpa and more." "Grandpa, you eat."

I hold the moon cake high, and you always say, Lei Lei, be good, grandpa has eaten it. "What's on the moon?" Look into my bright eyes, and your story bag will open. What Chang 'e, what WU GANG, and your humorous tone make me giggle.