Dragon Boat Festival in my hometown

There are many festivals all over the world, and there are many traditional festivals in China. My hometown Shaoguan also lives our own traditional festivals in its unique way. Among many traditional festivals, I like the Dragon Boat Festival best. The reason is not because of Qu Yuan, not because of anything. Just because I was born on the Dragon Boat Festival.

The Dragon Boat Festival is a very lively festival. Every family wraps and eats zongzi, which is a certain custom of the Dragon Boat Festival. All kinds of zongzi come in many shapes. In rural areas, we will also wrap a schoolbag for our younger brothers and sisters to carry around and take back to school to eat while walking. There are many flavors, including sweet, salty, fragrant, spicy and even bitter. However, it seems that because of the different places, the dumplings have different flavors. People in each place are basically used to making their own dumplings, but some people are not used to the flavors packaged in other places. For example, I'm not used to it, because the stuffing is different, and I still like to eat my own dumplings.

There is also an indispensable activity in the Dragon Boat Festival-rowing the dragon boat. On the wide river, three or four dragon boats were put down, and more than a dozen people paddled hard. One sat on the dragon's head and struck gongs, while the other sat on the boat and played drums. Everyone shouted "one, two" and "one, two", which was comparable to the stormy waves. The crowd on the shore braved the hot sunshine and still did not forget to cheer for their favorite dragon boat. Looking at the river again, several dragon boats are like fierce axes breaking the river, which has already been a life-and-death race. Foreign friends have picked up their cameras and quickly photographed these spectacular scenes, fearing that they will never see such a magnificent view again.

Every time I miss my family, even my stomach is homesick. I have relatives in my heart, and my stomach is used to think about the delicious food at home. No, my stomach is croaking again.

Respondent: gkzuowenfd | Level 4 | 2111-6-3 17:31 | Report

Dragon Boat Festival

I was looking forward to the Dragon Boat Festival when I was very young. The tempting zongzi is mouth-watering, and the long rice grains are boiled yellow, which is covered with bean paste or dates. The rice is a little transparent, but also shows some reddish colors, and the corners are stubbornly stuck up, which is very cute. The leaves wrapped in zongzi are covered with water, and a little rice fragrance is also soaked. Bite it down on the zongzi, and your mouth will be full of rice fragrance. Take another bite and you will see the dark red stuffing. The stuffing is sweet, and with rice, this sweetness is not tired; The sweetness of jujube or red bean paste is blended into the rice, which also has a special taste.

I often eat a moustache, and my mother smiles that I am a big-faced cat. I didn't mind, but I smiled, licked the rice with my tongue, wiped my mouth with my hand and went to find my grandmother.

Grandma will look at me with a smile, move slowly in front of the bed and take out some sachets from the sewing basket beside the pillow. At that time, my grandmother was only a grandchild, and I was particularly cherished, so there were five or six grandmothers making sachets every year. These sachets are all kinds, but as far as I can remember, nothing seems to be the same. Grandma was very skillful at that time and could make many kinds of patterns. There are deer, tigers, snakes and geckos; There are also the sun, moon and stars; There are also some flowery and heart-shaped ones. No matter what he does, it's like something. Although it's not vivid and lifelike, it's by no means worse than those bought by the roadside.

although I didn't like the smell of sachet very much, it was undoubtedly my best ornament at that time. It's like hype. Aunt looked at me and laughed at my boast. I don't care what she said, but I still "admire myself" and ran to play in front of my mother.

Now things have changed. I have lived a golden childhood and grown up slowly. My cousin is seven years old and my grandmother has been dead for a long time. The custom of Dragon Boat Festival in our family is only "eating zongzi". Without the blessing of grandma's sachet, I still grow up safely, day after day. But sometimes my heart is very empty, and the closer I get to the Dragon Boat Festival, the more so.

I miss my dear ornament-grandma's loving sachet.