Hometown Custom Composition 1 On the vast grassland, the Mongolian people who have been living a nomadic life have an annual grand event-Nadam.
I have never been to Inner Mongolia, and the biggest regret is that I have never eaten beef jerky or seen Nadam. Nadam began as a sacrifice to mountain gods and road gods, that is, to Aobao, and later developed into Nadam at the moment after a long time.
As I was born in Inner Mongolia, I often appreciate the grand occasion of Nadam. On the day of Nadam, the vendors gathered together and shouted, and I was among the crowd. People keep smiling at me and pulling me to sell their goods. People are very enthusiastic, and many people who plan to play pull horses around the venue. It was a beautiful day, sunny and cloudless in Wan Li, which seemed to congratulate Nadam on its development. Shops sell everything from jewelry to antique Wan Wen and sun umbrellas.
But the climax of Nadam didn't stop there. National performances and competitions have made the already enthusiastic crowd more excited. The average Nadam can last for three or four days. The first day was mainly the opening ceremony and national dance, and acrobatics were performed immediately. People's applause is getting higher and higher.
The competition is also very popular with the audience. The boys performed horse racing, wrestling and shooting, which was extremely intense on the field and not inferior off the field, with applause everywhere. The athletes on the field are heroic and spirited, giving people a unique sense of heroism of the Mongols.
In a word, Nadam is the expression of Mongolian characteristics and culture, and it is also a way of cultural transmission.
Hometown Style Composition 2 Jingting Mountain and Jiangnan Poetry Mountain are rare and precious "treasures" of this city, which exude charming Jiangnan atmosphere.
Good tea comes from good mountains. Tea is pure bitter and needs to be savored, just like you want to savor Xuancheng slowly. Because of civilization, Xuancheng tea is fragrant for thousands of years. Xuancheng in spring is divided into three parts: spring scenery, tea fragrance, poetry fragrance, dust and running water.
Good tea has its own good wine, and every corner of Xuancheng exudes the original "xuan wine" fragrance. Taibai's "Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon, and put my shadow to make the three of us" borrowed Du Kang to save their loneliness, while Taibai's "Toast to Eliminate Sorrow" borrowed alcohol to pay homage to all the lost clouds. That melancholy is exactly what he set foot in Xuancheng, a land full of wine and poetry. At this moment, he is so happy
Tea craves novelty, and wine craves alcohol ... because this ancient city with a thousand years of history has always been accompanied by civilization.
Born in this beautiful land, I looked at Shuiyangjiang from a distance, embraced the green mountains and clear waters, whispered, captured every ray of sunshine and breeze, and turned it into the aura of the river. When the gray concrete becomes the landmark of the city, even the harsh glass reflection can't reproduce the vibrant green. At this moment, I can only nourish my soul with memories. In the face of such a fast-paced world, how can we stay away from ordinary people and put Xuancheng in our hearts?
Because of my love, I have been expecting my home to be civilized everywhere in the process of creation, and to create from time to time in civilization.
Today, it is the 15th day of the first lunar month, a traditional festival in China-Lantern Festival. On this day, every household has the custom of watching lanterns and eating jiaozi. On behalf of the family, it will be as round and round as jiaozi, safe and sound.
Early in the morning, grandma said she would pack jiaozi for us to eat! She first took out the glutinous rice flour and sesame stuffing she just bought a few days ago, and prepared to wrap jiaozi. Look, grandma brought a small washbasin, poured glutinous rice flour into it, added a little water, and rubbed flour with her hands. After a while, the glutinous rice flour, which was originally like flour, turned into a wet ball, and you're done. Then, grandma tore a small piece, rubbed it long and round by hand, cut off a rubber-sized dough ball, rubbed it round, dug a hole, put the prepared sesame stuffing in it, and then rubbed it round. Ha, ha, ha, a glutinous rice ball is finished. I watched my grandmother do it so skillfully that my hands itched. I also wanted to try, so I said to my grandmother, "Grandma, let me try!" " "Grandma said," all right. Be careful and take your time. " I nodded and began to work like my grandmother. After a while, a decent jiaozi appeared in my hand, and I shouted excitedly, "Grandma, I have finished eating. Look, how great! " "Grandma smiled and said," That's clever. You can learn as soon as you learn. "Soon, with our efforts, all jiaozi is ready. Next, it's time to cook jiaozi. First, put some cold water in the pot. When the water boils, put jiaozi into the pot. Grandma added water several times, and the round jiaozi emerged alive from the water, really ripe. I hold a bowl of glutinous rice balls and look at chubby white balls, just like a snowman swimming in the water. I opened my mouth and bit hard, and the sesame stuffing slowly flowed out, and a fragrance came to the nose. Ah! It's delicious, sweet and delicious.
Jiaozi, who ate his own bag, thought it was much more delicious than what he usually bought. I couldn't help laughing, and my heart was full of joy.
My father's hometown is Yundonghai. During the summer vacation, he often takes me back to my hometown for a period of time. I like the beautiful countryside there-a natural pastoral beauty. I like festivals, especially the Mid-Autumn Festival in my hometown. Because the Mid-Autumn Festival in August is the harvest season, we can immerse ourselves in the joy of harvest. This place is great. Every year when the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, my mother and grandmother will pack moon cakes for us to eat, because the Mid-Autumn Festival means eating moon cakes and enjoying the moon.
Mom and grandma are sitting on beautiful moon cakes. Don't look like pancakes on the surface, but the patterns on them look like carvings by sculptors. Among them, I like the pattern of laurel petals best, not only that, but also fresh noodles and depressions. The main depression is: brown sugar or white sugar, plus sesame seeds, nuts, peanut beans and raisins. The moon cakes made, whether steamed or inspected. As long as it is placed on the dining table, it will have a fragrant and delicious taste, which makes people drool. I like Mid-Autumn Festival. In the yard, the whole family is at the main table, eating moon cakes, drinking osmanthus tea and enjoying the full moon in the sky.
Sometimes, if family members who are away from home don't come, we will miss them when enjoying the moon. Just like seeing the moon in the sky, we want to see the people we love. As the saying goes, "I miss my relatives twice during the festive season."
Hometown Custom Composition 5 The ninth day of the ninth lunar month is a traditional festival in China, the Double Ninth Festival. The Double Ninth Festival used to be called ascensiontide, Double Ninth Festival, September 9th, Cornus officinalis Festival and Chrysanthemum Festival. Customs include climbing mountains, enjoying chrysanthemums, drinking chrysanthemum wine, enjoying dogwood and eating Chongyang cake. At present, China has designated the ninth day of September as the Day of Respect for the Elderly.
This year's Double Ninth Festival coincides with the National Day holiday. My family followed my grandparents back to their hometown. It happened to be the Double Ninth Festival. I went to Siyang with the Chongyang cake I finally bought. There is also an old lady there. She is my grandmother's mother. When I was young, my wife often compared my height with mine. For physical reasons, my wife hasn't been to Nanjing for two years. As soon as I arrived at my destination, I went to find my wife with Chongyang cake. Now my wife is much shorter than me. Sadly, my wife doesn't know me. According to my grandmother, many people don't remember because my wife's brain is getting confused. Even though I have told her many times who I am, my wife will ask me which child you are in the future! Looking at my wife's white hair and then at my grandparents' white hair, I can't help but feel sad. I don't want them to get old. I think they can grow up healthily with me. I often say to my grandmother, "Mother-in-law, you should live to be 100 years old and watch your great-grandson grow up." This mother-in-law laughs at me for a long time every time she says it.
This year's festival, many people in our family eat together, watch everyone eat together and laugh together. I am very happy around, thinking that everyone will be so happy every day.