Mid-Autumn Festival is a day of reunion for thousands of families. Dad should come back, right? I wait and wait, hope and hope! What I can wait for is actually a phone call from my father: "Baby, my father is too busy at work to make it back." I'm depressed to hear that.

My mother has a panoramic view of my expression, only to see her mysteriously close to my ear: "Baby, don't be angry. Mom will take you to Aunt Xiaoya's house for a special festival." I turned my worries into happiness and followed my mother to my aunt's house with joy.

as soon as I opened the door, I saw a lively scene. Aunties are busy around a table, some are mixing batter, some are rolling dough, and some are squeezing with models. The table is full of all kinds of semi-finished cakes. Originally, I was going to make my own moon cakes! I couldn't restrain my inner joy, flew into my aunt's house like a bird, and soon joined their team.

I started to make moon cakes, and my mother gave me a dough that was prepared in proportion and was flexible and strong. At first, I was like a headless fly, and I couldn't start. The powder ball fell naughtily in my hand. My mother taught me to dip a few drops of oil in the pattern of the model, then put the dough into the model, then squeeze it along the flower shape with your index finger, then spread a layer of stuffing and finally cover it with a layer of dough. After being squeezed again, ha! It's done. I'm not discouraged by my ugly appearance and uneven shape. After several exercises, one vivid moon cake appeared. Aunt put the moon cakes in the pot, and a few minutes later, a pot of delicious moon cakes came out.

"The full moon appears!" I don't know who shouted, but we heard the sound and ran out of the door. I saw a golden full moon hanging high in the night sky, like a jade plate. Bright moonlight sprinkled the earth, soft as gauze, and shuttled through the thin clouds. While eating homemade, steaming, crisp and crisp moon cakes and enjoying the charming moonlight, I can't help thinking of Wang Wei's poem: "Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family twice every festive season!" "Dad, did you miss me in another country?"

6 words for making moon cakes:

"The moon is full on August 15th". In order to welcome the traditional festival, the school asked our classes to send representatives to the canteen to make moon cakes, and I was one of them.

I walked cheerfully to the canteen, where Teacher Ye was waiting for us! As soon as we got there, Mr. Ye let us line up first and told us, "The master who makes moon cakes will arrive soon." I was quick-witted and grabbed the top spot, but Wang Jianyu, a Cheng Yaojin, grabbed my top spot. I didn't dare to show weakness, so I fought with him. Later, I thought about it, but forget it. Anyway, I was taller than him and stood behind him, so I could see clearly. When the moon cake master came, I closed the hippo's mouth and zipped it.

We came to the seat set by Teacher Ye and stood up. The uncle asked a question: "Why do you make moon cakes in Mid-Autumn Festival?" Zhang Weikai and I said in unison, "League members." Later, the master briefly introduced us to the materials and methods of making moon cakes. Next, we began to make moon cakes.

we brought the materials first, and then started to work according to the production steps. I touched the crisp, sticky, hard and dark brown bean paste. I secretly dug a little with my finger and tasted it, which was sweet. Flour, of course, is soft. I grabbed a small ball first and threw my hands around to make it resilient. Then, I put this mass of powder on the table, squashed it hard, put stuffing in the middle, and pulled up the surrounding edges and pinched it like wrapping jiaozi. Then, like rubbing dumplings, rub them back and forth in the palm of your hand until they are round. Finally, after squashing it, a "Li Du" brand moon cake is finished. The last step is to put these mooncake babies in the oven and bake them.

The next day, the mooncake babies were baked. They were yellow, shiny and fragrant. Looking at these moon cakes, I can't help but think of my sister who is studying in Australia. The Mid-Autumn Festival is a reunion festival, but she is alone in a foreign country. I don't know how to live and study. At this moment, I think of Su Shi, a poet of the Song Dynasty, who said, "I wish people a long life and a thousand miles."