The composition of the sixth grade of the Double Ninth Festival is110/0.5, the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, which is a traditional Double Ninth Festival. Because grandpa said he wanted to buy a pair of sports shoes, my father took my brother and me to accompany him to the supermarket in RT Mart.
Dad parked the car in the parking lot and we walked into the supermarket together. As soon as I entered the supermarket, I encountered unprecedented difficulties. The shoe buyer is on the third floor. To get to the third floor, I have to take the elevator. Grandpa had a stroke, so he had difficulty walking and had to rely on crutches. What should I do?
I thought of this problem before I came here, but I imagined that Grandpa would be fine as long as he walked up and down, but it was not the case. Grandpa's feet trembled as soon as he stepped on them. Although my little brother is only five years old, according to his father's orders, he took his grandfather's crutches and other things to the elevator first and waited for us at the elevator entrance.
Grandpa is waiting at the elevator, dad is holding him, and I am standing at the elevator waiting for grandpa. Everyone who passed by turned to look at us. Dad saw that the elevator was empty, so he was ready to let grandpa go up. Grandpa raised his right foot and stepped on the elevator board. As the elevator was moving forward, he was pulled up as soon as he stood up. At this time, grandpa's right hand was shaking, and I held grandpa. After a while, at the end of the elevator, grandpa's feet showed no signs of moving at all. The whole person slipped and his right hand was shaking all the time. At this time, grandpa clung to the handrail next to him and refused to move forward. The staff pushing a long string of shopping carts behind them turned left hard and didn't meet grandpa.
I didn't realize there was an elevator on the third floor below. What should I do? No way, we can only hold on a little longer. Still the same. We let our younger brother go up first, and then helped grandpa get on the elevator. But when he got out of the elevator, he met with more difficult difficulties. Grandpa refused to let go of the handrail. Why didn't I take my hand away? The people coming up from behind were crowded into a pile. Dad immediately pulled grandpa over, and the elevator was finally stable.
On this Double Ninth Festival, we children have worked hard enough to help Grandpa, but I think Grandpa must be very happy. This is what our younger generation should do, because the Double Ninth Festival is originally a festival for the elderly.
On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, the heart of gratitude is like an endless river, rushing to people enthusiastically; It is also like a blooming flower, competing to open; Like a warm breeze, blowing across my cheeks. People are as quiet as autumn water, like throwing a stone, and they can't be calm for a long time. Grateful heart is fire, which can melt thousands of miles of ice peaks; Grateful heart is water, which can moisten ten thousand mu of desert. A grateful heart is the indispensable sunshine and rain in every life.
Gratitude doesn't need too complicated procedures, too expensive gifts. Just one sentence, one event and one action can make the other person happy. As long as it is sincere, no matter how small the gift is, people won't mind. Send goose feathers a thousand miles away, and the ceremony is light and affectionate!
I have read such a story: a good baker delivers bread to thirty poorest children every day, but only one girl kisses his hand to thank him. Every time she waits for the other children to finish eating. So the baker hid a few gold coins in the smallest bread. The girl found them and returned them to the baker. The baker said, "This is your reward, because you will be humble and grateful." The little girl kissed the baker's hand to show her gratitude. This ordinary move makes us both very happy and grateful. Sometimes, she can express her feelings better without words. He who talks too much will lose.
Gratitude is beautiful. Don't think it is a shame for you to thank others. On the contrary, people know that you will be grateful, and they will think that you are a grateful person, so they like you more and more. Sometimes, just a little thing can save yourself. This is another story: according to legend, Lu gave a hungry man a full meal during a hunting. Later, Duke Ling of Jin tried to kill Zi Xuan. To my surprise, a soldier of Duke Ling of Jin saved Zi Xuan's life. Zi Xuan asked him why he wanted to save himself. The man said, "I am a hungry man in the forest." . Say that finish and left. Zi Xuan escaped because of an ordinary meal. Although it was only a meal, it saved the life of that man, who later gave his life to save him. Sure enough, the grace of dripping water should be rewarded with a spring.
We pushed our mother up the mountain along the Panshan road in the east. When the wheelchair and mother were pushed to the top of the mountain together, we attracted a lot of envious eyes. At this time, our mother is more excited like a child. In front of the monument to the martyrs carved with white marble relief, my mother chatted with some old people she had never met before, and her joy was beyond words. I recorded this happy scene with my camera.
September of the lunar calendar is called "Chrysanthemum Month", and climbing the mountain to enjoy chrysanthemums is an important part of chrysanthemum blooming in Ao Shuang Double Ninth Festival. This is a set of photos recorded by my mother on the Double Ninth Festival in 20X. At that time, my 89-year-old mother was in good health. During the Double Ninth Festival and the National Day holiday, my family and I pushed my mother to climb the mountain and enjoy chrysanthemums in a wheelchair. Autumn outing for the elderly can broaden their horizons, exchange feelings and exercise.
Martyrs Mountain Park is a memorial park in the urban area, with a total area of 37. It covers an area of 50,000 square meters and consists of four sub-areas: memorial area, elderly activity area, water scenic area and children activity area. The memorial area is dominated by Martyrs Peak. The elevation of this mountain is 97. 5 meters, the north slope is 250 steps, symbolizing the Red Army's 25,000-mile long March. We pushed our mother up the mountain along the Panshan road in the east. When the wheelchair was pushed to the top of the mountain with my mother, it attracted a lot of envious eyes, and at this time my mother was more excited like a child. In front of the monument to the martyrs carved with white marble relief, my mother chatted with some old people she had never met before, and her joy was beyond words. I recorded this happy scene with my camera.
It is more difficult to go up the mountain than down it. In order to prevent the wheelchair from slipping out of control, we adopt the method of pulling the top from above and pulling the top from below. After going down the mountain along the original road, we pushed our mother through Shengli Square to enjoy chrysanthemums in the park. During the National Day, squares and parks were decorated with bright flowers and smiling faces of tourists. All kinds of flower beds create a thriving scene. Accompanied by relatives, wandering in the sea of flowers, my mother looked happy and happy.
It's another year of Double Ninth Festival, and the scenery remains the same. This year's National Day 10, the 93-year-old mother peacefully walked to another world, where she would still enjoy chrysanthemums and climb mountains? In the morning, I climbed to the top of the mountain alone, looking for memories along the way and looking for my mother among the old people who climbed the mountain for morning exercise. I wish the elderly in the world health and happiness forever.
The annual Double Ninth Festival arrived, and my mother took me to visit my parents-in-law with supplements.
When I arrived at my mother-in-law's house, my mother smiled and said to me, "Xin Wei, what should I say and write when I meet my parents-in-law?" Hearing this, I immediately lowered my head, sipped my mouth and smiled. Without saying anything, I ran into my uncle's room to play computer. Mother said helplessly, "This girl is just afraid of talking." My mother-in-law smiled and said, "What can I say? My mother-in-law is very happy to see her. It is a waste of money to buy so many things! " At noon, my mother-in-law cooked a lot of my favorite dishes, put them in front of me and kept stuffing them into my bowl. After dinner, my mother-in-law took me to the supermarket to buy food. I bought some snacks when I arrived at the supermarket. Although my mother-in-law said it was not good to eat snacks, she still took them with her. Suddenly on the stationery shelf, I saw some beautiful greeting cards. I am very moved and want to buy them. My mother-in-law asked, "What's the use of buying greeting cards?"
"Here you are." "If you want to give it to your mother-in-law, make one yourself."
My mother-in-law's words reminded me that on Teacher's Day, the school called on us to make greeting cards for teachers to express our blessings. Today, I also made a card for my mother-in-law When I got home, I got into my uncle's room, closed the door and started making greeting cards. I first took out a piece of white paper and folded it in half. I drew a big "love" on the top floor and then hollowed it out with scissors. Then I drew some marigold flowers representing gratitude on the next floor. I drew a pair of big hands holding a pair of small hands. Finally, I wrote my own poem on it: Grandma, you have knitted your concern for me into a soft sweater.
Grandma, you have turned your concern for me into delicious food. Mother-in-law, you hid your concern for me in the reward of study.
Grandma, you have turned your concern for me into a kind smile. I wish my parents-in-law good health and happiness every day!
After I finished writing, I handed the greeting card to my working mother-in-law, who opened it and read it happily. After reading the letter, his wrinkled face was filled with joy and repeatedly praised: "Xin Wei is really capable. The greeting card is more beautiful than what he bought, and he can write poems. " After listening to my mother-in-law's praise, I smiled shyly, but my heart was flattered.
Composition 5 for Grade 6 of Double Ninth Festival is another year of Double Ninth Festival. Outside the window, hibiscus is smiling and autumn chrysanthemum is in full bloom. At this moment, I can't help thinking of an old man.
When I was a child, my parents worked in other places, and my grandmother and I lived in the country. In winter, it is very cold in our place, and grandma's hand is cracked again, which feels rough. I suggest grandma buy a pair of gloves, so that her hands will not be so cold. But every time my grandmother said to me, "no, some things can be saved to pay your tuition." Seeing that it is cold, I am old and I am not afraid of this kind of pain. On the contrary, your skin is tender. How can you study if it's freezing badly? " I was deeply moved by grandma's words, suppressed my inner excitement and quietly dried my hands in front of the kang.
This school will hold a painting competition. My hands are red with cold, and I practice painting at the table seriously. Grandma saw it, told me to keep warm, and then went out shopping. I am full of confusion: Grandma seldom goes out shopping, and she usually saves everything. Now we have everything at home. What did she go out to buy? Then I lowered my head and continued to draw.
The night before the game, grandma went to his room after finishing her work and somehow closed the door. Aunt Zhang next door came to send us cookies. Grandma used to love them. Somehow, she invited him out to dinner, but she refused to come out anyway. She also said that there was something unfinished and asked me not to go in. Isn't it all over? Do you still have a job? I shook my head and went to eat cookies.
The next day, I will take part in the competition. Before I went out, my grandmother prepared painting supplies for me. When I was not far from the door, my grandmother stopped me and gave me a pair of pink gloves made of wool. My grandmother told me, "It's so cold today. My hands are frozen, how can I win the first place? " Take it and have a good game. Grandma is waiting for your good news! "Say that finish, also send me a smile. I am very touched. Isn't this wool grandma's love for me? I walked to school with tears in my eyes. ...
Outside the window, who sang the familiar song "September 9th"? Ah! On this beautiful day, may all the old people in the world be safe and peaceful, with comfortable smiles on their faces.
Today, the teacher took us to the canteen and said that we would give our parents presents for the Double Ninth Festival. It turns out that the Double Ninth Festival is also called the Festival for the Elderly. On that day, we will give presents to our elders, so we will cook a happy laver-covered meal!
As soon as I entered the door, I saw two plates of seaweed, neatly placed together, and several pots of brown dried beans, orange carrots and green spinach. I thought, "Wrap these up and send them back to mom and dad. It must be very happy. No wonder it's called Happy Laver Rice! " "
A little brother came to teach us how to do it. First, he put the rice ball on the laver, pressed it with his thumb, then tore off a little rice and put it on the rice, then put the ham on it, and then put the radish and spinach on it. I was dazzled by colorful colors. Finally, slowly roll up the rice balls and wrap the rice with laver, so that a beautiful "laver-covered rice" is made! It turns out that little laver has so much stress!
I was so excited that it was our turn to do it. I carefully pressed the rice down with my hands, then pressed the carrots into a small ball and the beautiful yellow radish outside into a beautiful color. It's my turn to roll. I rolled hard. The rolled seaweed is chubby, like a big fat man. No, it will definitely suffocate. The second time, I gently rolled it, and it was dry, just like a thin man looking at me piteously. The third time, I didn't have much strength. I rolled it evenly to make it look like a restaurant set meal. I'm so happy to think of giving it to my mother!
Made of laver rice, it has a tender purple foreskin, which is red, yellow, blue, green and purple, like a colorful rainbow. Take a look, stare at it and smell it. It smells good. Some students in the class have already started to eat, so I immediately picked up one to eat, but on second thought, this is a gift for my parents on the Double Ninth Festival. Besides, sharing will make me happy! I carefully wrapped the kimbap in a box, waiting to go home and show it to my mother.
I gave it to my mother as soon as I got home. After eating kimbap with relish, I realized what sharing happiness is.
I understand now that sharing is happiness, helping others and happiness. Only in this way can we realize what true happiness is!
Composition 7 of the Sixth Grade Double Ninth Festival: "Being in a foreign land, I miss my relatives every festive season." This famous sentence of Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei makes me miss you more on this special day of Double Ninth Festival, my dear grandmother.
Every night, as long as there are shining stars in the sky, I will look at the biggest and brightest one, because my mother told me that you are looking at us.
Dear grandma, your favorite baby Xiao Xiao is 1 1 years old. When you left us, mom only told me that you were asleep. I never thought you would sleep so long. I didn't know the true meaning of losing my life at that time, and I didn't know that parting with my loved ones was so heartbreaking.
I don't know how to leave you, but I will never see your kind smile again; Can no longer lie in your arms coquetry; I can't eat your delicious meal after school; I will never hear your beautiful story during my lunch break again; When my mother quarreled with me, no one protected me and comforted me; You can't give me a red envelope when I get my certificate back; When I play the piano, there is no audience like you who just cheers for me and doesn't give me advice; I can no longer fight with you on the chessboard in my spare time; There is no old urchin who plays with me like you when traveling; I can't guess brain teasers with you happily anymore; I will never learn to play Tai Chi Chuan after you. I can't appreciate your wonderful billiards skills anymore ... Grandma, if I knew, how much I would cherish every minute with you!
My kind grandmother, your wisdom, openness, optimism and tenacity have left us inexhaustible spiritual wealth; I will remember your endless love and concern for me all my life. Although you have left us, your voice and smile often appear in front of my eyes, and your deep love for your children and grandchildren still warms every one of us. It is because of your eternal love that we feel that you will always be with us!
Dear grandma, you are an angel who will never fall to earth and protect us in heaven. May my endless thoughts turn into the beautiful autumn wind in the ninth heaven and float to the beautiful heaven. ...
With the cool breeze this autumn and the fragrance of osmanthus, we ushered in another Double Ninth Festival last Saturday. This is a festival that represents the meeting of the sun and the moon in September, a festival that symbolizes a long time, and a festival that respects, respects and loves the elderly.
Respecting the elderly is a traditional virtue handed down from generation to generation by the Chinese nation for thousands of years. Confucius believes that if children only support their parents but don't respect them, let alone treat them with a happy attitude, it is not true filial piety to the elderly. Mencius further put forward: "I am old, and people are old." It means that when you support and respect your elders, you should also care and take care of other elderly people who are not related to you.
Students' grandparents, grandparents, they must be old. They have made great contributions to the development of society and made all efforts for their children. We should respect and love them and care about their health.
Double Ninth Festival is homophonic with "Jiujiu", which means longevity. I think this is also the significance of making "Double Ninth Festival" as "Festival for the Elderly".
The old people's love for us is broad and selfless; We pay little attention to the elderly. Many times, we always take it for granted that our palms are up, but we neglect to give them an umbrella in rainy days, give them a cup of hot tea after work and rub their shoulders before going to bed. ...
Students, from now on, let's work together to carry forward the traditional virtues of "respecting, loving and helping the elderly" and build Fu Bao Middle School into a model campus of "filial piety and respect for the elderly"!
Then, let's spend the Double Ninth Festival with more old people! When riding, take the initiative to get up and give up your seat to the elderly; When waiting in line, take the initiative to let the old man stand in front of himself; When crossing the road, take the initiative to help the old people around you ... This simple getting up, simple humility and simple help is a respect for life, time and noble quality.
Finally, I wish all the old people in the world a happy holiday, good health, always smile and always be happy!
Double Ninth Festival Composition 9 Double Ninth Festival is a traditional festival in China. On this day, we respect our elders and the elderly, making it their festival.
After school early, I suddenly remembered that today is the Double Ninth Festival, and I want to go back to my grandmother's house for dinner. I turned and walked happily.
At the door, grandpa started sewing and wearing reading glasses. He looked very serious. "Grandpa, I'm back. Happy Double Ninth Festival. " I am here. "Good good! Put down your schoolbag, wash your hands and come and help me. " Grandpa gestured, still staring at the eye of a needle. "okay. No problem. " I smiled and rushed to the room to put down my bag and wash my hands. Walk slowly when shaking hands.
"What is it? Grandpa. " I look confused. Grandpa didn't react, so I called "grandpa, grandpa." "Oh, my ears are not very good. Come and help me pass the needle. " Grandpa smiled awkwardly, the wrinkles on his face crowded together, and suddenly he felt a lot older.
"Let me see." I took a needle and thread. I usually don't help my grandfather, and I don't often come to see him on Saturday and Sunday. I seriously raised the needle, stared at the small hole of the needle, pinched the thread, aimed, and slowly passed through it. "Come on, Grandpa." I handed it in. "Thank you, ok, you go and do your homework." After listening, he turned and left.
I saw grandpa accidentally pull the thread on his head and the needle fell to the ground. Instead of stopping me, he asked me for help. The constant feeling in my heart gave me a push and I picked it up again. "I'll do it." Facing the sky, the communication of blue, white and blue is like running water, which can neither be grasped nor touched, just like running water rushing away. After getting dressed, he handed it to grandpa carefully. "It's good, it's good to give you trouble." Grandpa said that my heart was sour. Granddaughter helped grandpa thread the needle, and grandpa said it was troublesome. I bit my lower lip.
Looking back, the transmission of sunlight covered his grandfather's head with silver lines, and time carved traces of years on his face. Grateful to the elders, time will not stay, only filial piety can't wait, even if it is to help the family wear a needle and thread.
Double Ninth Festival Sixth Grade Composition 10 On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, two suns are heavy, so it is called "Double Ninth Festival", which is also called "Old People's Day". On this day, the old people either admire chrysanthemums to cultivate their sentiments or climb mountains to exercise, adding infinite fun to the evening scenery in Sang Yu.
On the Double Ninth Festival, people enjoy chrysanthemums, wear dogwood, climb mountains with wine, and have a good swim and drink. In September, the Double Ninth Festival, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the golden wind is cool, which is a good season to climb high and overlook. Therefore, climbing has become an important custom of the Double Ninth Festival. People living in the south of the Yangtze River are suffering from the pain that there are no mountains to climb and no heights to climb, so they prevent rice flour cakes, and then insert a colorful banner on the cake surface to show the meaning of climbing (cakes) to avoid disaster.
There are also customs such as inserting dogwood, drinking chrysanthemum wine and eating Chongyang cake on the Double Ninth Festival. Cornus officinalis, also called Moongum, is an important plant with strong smell, which can prevent malodor. Chongyang Flower Cake is a seasonal delicacy made of japonica rice.
On a quiet evening, I stood alone under a tree beside the boulevard, and the sunlight was weaving obliquely, passing through the scattered leaves carefully, casting mottled sparks in my eyes. However, I can't get warmth from that light at all, but I feel a kind of cold emanating from my bone marrow. Look at the yellow leaves. Even in this warm wind, they will tremble with cold. If they can't hold on, they will fall down and dance like a beautiful butterfly, and then they will be lonely. Wrapped up and left, I felt like those abandoned and forgotten leaves, far away from my relatives and friends, breathing strange air in this distant city and chewing the bitter fruit of my thoughts.
Outside the window, an autumn wind blew, and I looked up at the dead leaves dancing in the air. Suddenly, I think they are like natural stationery, and care is a universal stamp. Dead leaves use up their last life and burn into pure sunshine, sending warmth and blessings to countless relatives and friends in different places, so that the world is no longer lonely. It turns out that as long as the soul mates, distance can never stop the true feelings; In fact, as long as the true feelings last forever, the end of the world is just around the corner.
"A person is a stranger in a foreign land, and he misses his family every holiday. I know where my brother climbed from a distance, and there is another person missing from the dogwood. " Through the clouds of history, it is another year's Double Ninth Festival, and then praise the classics, just like the heart. ...