1. Use ancient poems to lead to the moon, the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

2. The whole family enjoys the moon.

3. play with the moon.

model essay

Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival

It was dark, and the moon and the sun waved and walked from the foot of the mountain to the night sky for a catwalk. The night sky in Wan Li is cloudless in Wan Li, and the moonlight is faint. I put on a thin layer of silver gauze, looming. Poet Li Bai's "Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then looking back, I suddenly remembered home" expressed my homesickness; Su Shi's "people have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs" tells the truth of the world; Li Shangyin's "Young woman Su E, hardy, fighting in the frost in the moon" tells us another philosophy of life. The moon has built a poetic stage for poets and brought us a beautiful fairyland.

I was the first to find the moon at home, and immediately shouted excitedly, "Dad, Mom! The moon is coming! " After listening, mom and dad moved the desks and chairs out and took out moon cakes and fruit tea. In the yard, we took out moon cakes, made tea and began to enjoy the moon.

The shimmer of the moon first appeared on the moon cake, and suddenly it became glittering and translucent as jade! I, a greedy cat, couldn't help eating a piece. My mouth smells not only of moon cakes, but also of moonlight. It's sweet and fragrant. I think: the moon must think that people on the earth are very happy, so it gives out envious silver light, as if to say to us, "I want to play, too!" " "

I came to the road with moonlight, which hastily decorated the street. It came to the branches and leaves and plated them with a layer of silver; The moonlight comes to the car, and the horse is like a silver war horse; The moonlight came to the railing, and the railing was like a jade railing left by a fairy ... The moon seemed to be an ingenious makeup artist, silently dressing the whole street into a big stage with a "silver" wall.

I came to the meadow with moonlight again. That rose is no longer so gorgeous, but like a quiet carnation; When the grass is covered with grey yarn, it is like a tall and straight sword; The tree is covered with moonlight, just like a giant mushroom. The moon turned the grassland into a paradise-like fairyland.

I brought it to my bed and it slept with me. I really want to know what it dressed me up like. ...