Having a holiday on March 3 every year is the most anticipated moment in my heart. It not only means rest, but also means tasting the rare delicious food at home. Heavy study is a must in high school, so it is a very happy thing to think about going home and eating grandma's special glutinous rice. This time last year, I was just sprinting for the final college entrance examination in high school. At that time, my high school held an activity called "March 3rd of Zhuang Nationality, Du 'an Carnival", which consisted of three parts: the first part was a knowledge lecture and a knowledge contest, mainly to let us know about the culture of March 3rd; The second part includes folk song duet, hydrangea throwing contest, hoop rolling contest, zongzi making contest, five-color glutinous rice creative platter contest, egg dyeing contest and other programs with Zhuang characteristics, so that students can participate in it and enjoy it. The third part is characteristic lion dance performance, street dance performance, martial arts performance and folk dance performance, which fully demonstrates the all-round development of students' morality, intelligence, physique and beauty. Although it rained, the activities were rich and novel, which are still fresh in my memory.
On March 3rd last year, I participated in some sports competitions, as well as calligraphy and art competitions with other students. My work exhibition was praised by the school leaders, and the principal personally had a cordial conversation with us, encouraging us to strengthen our ideals and beliefs.
On March 28th this year, I saw on QQ and WeChat that my high school held the activity of "Zhuang People's March 3rd, Du 'an Carnival" as scheduled on this day. It was raining, too. All my classmates took part in the activities in the rain, but their enthusiasm remained undiminished. Young faces are full of smiles, so it's not us! Although I have left high school, I left a good memory on the campus of high school. I miss those hard times, those youthful days, and those who have always accompanied me! It's March 3, and it's another year of remembrance.
Youth flies, and it will not bear the March 3 of another year.