In daily study, work or life, many people have written essays, right, through the essay can be our scattered thoughts, gathered together in one piece. So have you ever understood the composition? The following is my sixth grade essay on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, welcome to learn and reference, I hope it will help you.
In the morning, the Mid-Autumn Festival is like a mysterious goddess unveiled again.
I got up early and went to the vegetable market with my mom, and our task was to buy meat. To the side of the stall selling meat, mom is and stout stallholder bargaining, stallholder said loudly: "sister, where are this price, I give you a knife good meat, package you look comfortable, eat taste" said he with a brightly shining machete in a piece of pork on a beat: "This is good, lean meat. " Mom agreed, only to see his hands up and down a piece of fat and thin pork with the "mother" separated, a weighing really accurate! Just 3 pounds, which can call my admiration of the body, this "a knife accurate" simply can go to the stage to show a hand! At this time, the stall owner stretched out the greasy hand, took the money toward the money bag a throw, and picked up the machete, shouting the next business.
After eating lunch, I anxiously waited for the arrival of the moon goddess, again and again looking up at the sky never see the darkness of the night. Finally, they came! I picked up the mooncakes and ran quickly to the balcony!
The blue-black night sky, there is a milky white halo, a large and a large cloud slowly moving, as if there will be some strange scene from the mysterious starry sky. After a while the light gradually formed a round silhouette, I praise head up to look up, golden yellow, crisp, *** moon rose. The moon in the greenish-black sky was as big as a golden disk, brilliantly shining, like the childish face of a doll! The gentle golden orb curled with wisps of cloud gently ruffled. The moon rose higher and higher, and had risen to the top of the building. It looked down on the earth, and everything on the ground seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of silver dust. I squinted my eyes and did see a blurry sight in the moon. Was it trees? Was it the clouds? Or was it my silhouette? It really was whatever came to mind. When a few naughty pale clouds drifted in gently obscuring the moon and the ground became cloudy. I could see the moon flashing through the clouds, squeezing and squeezing! Trying hard to drill out, then from the sky blew a breeze, the naughty light clouds also quietly dispersed. The moon reappeared its clean face, and she was suddenly glowing, seemingly much brighter than just now, probably because it could not be seen for a while! The moon seemed to me to be more vigorous and poetic as it traveled through the clouds!
Have you ever felt lonely with a glance of ten thousand years? Ah, moon, a long, long time from now people will be your regular visitors. Tell me, Moon, of the silhouette of the osmanthus tree in the Palace of Guanghan; tell me of the spectacle when you overshadowed the sun; tell me of your future journeys; and tell me whether you saw little me on this night.
The long, full moon hangs in the sky, and today is the fifteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar - the Mid-Autumn Festival. Whenever the moon is at its fullest, I always think of the sticky sweet mooncakes.
At noon today, my mom called the whole family together to have lunch in the "building outside the building". We brought some fruit, tea, mooncakes and other snacks. I'm not ashamed to say that my mom brought cantaloupe for the fruit, why would she bring cantaloupe? Because ah, cantaloupe is yellow, cut and curved, as if recalling the past of the moon mother.
But how long, the dishes are all served. The first step is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what is going on in the world! Just see a pair of chopsticks to the flowery green dishes, I, of course, clip crispy pork ribs and sweet and sour fried eggplant, and stinky salmon. "Mmm, delicious!" I let out a slurping exclamation. Crispy ribs are still as delicious as ever, crispy and crunchy on the outside, tender on the inside, fat but not greasy, lean but not fat; sweet and sour eggplant is still as delicious as ever, crispy and delicious on the outside, soft and glutinous on the inside, plus a thick layer of thick sweet and sour vinegar, a bite down, full of aroma; stinky salmon is still as stinky as ever, smells stinky, but tastes wonderful, pinch a piece of fish, dip it in a mouthful of thick and mellow soup, mouth full of fish meat in the mouth, then I can eat it. Soup, the mouth of the fish melt in your mouth, each bite is a different fragrance. But I love to eat spicy cold golden mushroom did not order, hey, a little regret ah!
But I ate a lot of things today it, a *** eat five ribs, twelve stinky pieces of salmon, three big pieces of sweet and sour fried eggplant, and two buckle meat pie, eat a good hold it!
Soon everyone broke up and we went home.
"In honor of Mother Moon's birthday, I'm going to sleep from 'one o'clock' to 'six o'clock'!" I said, and lay down on the bed and fell asleep. As a result, I slept until half past six!
Let's enjoy the moon at night! I thought to myself.
After dinner, I took the mooncake and made it on the windowsill. It was so nice to pick up a piece of mooncake with hot coconut milk, look at the big and round moon, and enjoy a quiet and not noisy evening!
The mooncake is a filling within a filling, there is a layer of red bean paste on the top, paste on the dumplings, dumplings and a salted duck egg yolk, egg yolks have meat floss, a bite, mouth is very fragrant it! And then with a mouthful of hot coconut milk, the heart of the warmth of ......
Moon mother, good night, moon cakes eaten, coconut milk also drink up, good night, I should go to bed ......
Autumn night of the moon is cold and lonely, the pale moon, through the dense leaves of the cracks, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon. The moon is cold and lonely on autumn nights, and the pale moonlight, through the gaps in the dense foliage, sheds dappled spots of light. The dots of light, along with the swaying branches of the trees, display a variety of patterns, the moon's shadow, bright and dark. Looking at the sky from afar, the blue canopy was strewn with cold stars. The moon swims between the agile clouds, appearing and disappearing. The ever-changing clouds create an ever-changing picture of white clouds. It is really: "A year of good scenery must be remembered, the most is the orange, yellow, orange and green time." Autumn is indeed a beautiful and annoying time of the year, with high skies and clear winds. Autumn night is as clear as water, quiet and indifferent. Autumn night is also indeed a beautiful night. The beauty of the autumn night is in the color of the moon. Autumn night moonlight is particularly bright, full moon in the sky, the moonlight, such as practice, such as mercury sprinkled to the boundless earth. The moonlight is hazy and shadowy. People bathe in this misty veil, like a dreamy moonlight. As if drowning in the mellow wine in the microbrew, that seems to be like a mirage, if the feeling is hidden, is indeed a kind of enjoyment.
A leaf floated down noiselessly, fell at my feet, looked down, the moon was once very full, the clear light sprinkled a ground, there has been a strong sense of coolness. In the blink of an eye, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival again, but I am afraid.
The night of the full moon is the night of nostalgia ......
I stood in the center of a piece of autumn leaves scratched, a `center' that you have walked from the back of the intersection. Aimlessly exile my thoughts, I can not be sure, whether I can be drifting. Although in this full-moon Mid-Autumn Festival, the cold of the falling leaves has buried my body in a piece of loneliness and loneliness, but I can still feel the cold heart, but also remembered that has not lost a trace of warmth.
That is a thousand strands of ties.
The wind is blowing my hair, my eyes have no direction ......
*** Fingers, can not hold tonight's inspiration, let it quietly or fall in your rattling words. You cut off my three words of pouring out with muteness brutality, let me pick up my own dusty vicissitudes at a low level.
The moon has the yin and ying and round and short, now meets the full moon season, look up at the center of the sky a round of the vast moon, people melt in the light of the moon color, the heart is relaxed and happy, and really into the realm of the two things I forget. "The moon is the first time I see it by the river, and the river moon is the last time I see it." The moon teases one's distant thoughts, and also sends one's worldly lovesickness. It is no wonder that the ancients would have "no years in dreams, thinking of old relatives under the moon." The moon seems to be a special place in the Mid-Autumn Festival. The moon seems to be particularly bright in the mid-autumn season. The Mid-Autumn Festival, which is second only to the Spring Festival in the minds of the Chinese people, has been the subject of many beautiful legends from ancient times to the present day. From Chang'e running to the moon to Wu Gang felled the laurel, the metaphor is a kind of sadness, a piece of the world's true feelings. A round of full moon, reunion, the most can evoke thoughts of friends and relatives, nostalgic gathering of a strand of love.
In this full moon Mid-Autumn Festival night, I want to listen to a violin concerto "Liang Zhu", a song of love for the ages.
The Mid-Autumn Festival, which has been waiting for a long time, has finally arrived. In the evening, mom cooked dinner early, less than five o'clock, we finished eating, showered, ready to go to honor the moon.
First, my father moved a small table, put it in the yard, and then, put four plates on the table, in a square. They were filled with colorful candies, like the horns of a cow, big and sweet apples, and a variety of flavors of mooncakes: sesame, bean paste, and meat floss flavor, and if you smell, there is a light fragrance, puffed nose. In the center of four plates, there was a long lotus root with four sections. The head of the lotus root is pointed, upward, like a chicken head, each section of the middle of a thin lotus root hair.
We waited for a long time, the sky is finally dark, but the moon is like a naughty doll, as if forgetting to go home, I was both anxious and disappointed. Because, it is so hard to come to a Mid-Autumn Festival, the shadow of the moon can not even see.
Dad seems to see my mind. Said, "Let's go out to Cao Yun Square to play!" As soon as I heard that, I was energized. Then, I took the flying saucer with me, sat on my dad's car, and came to Cao Yun Square.
Cao Yun Square is really lively, with a sea of people. The most eye-catching is the square dance, many people are jumping, and we children play the flying saucer. I pulled the leather band, the air flying saucer, like a meteor, shooting straight up in the air, and then, rotating slowly fall to the ground. Once, I wanted to stretch the belt, but I didn't realize that it wouldn't come out when I stretched it. At this time, I saw a hole in the sky, slowly rising, gradually floating into the distance, into a flash point.
I don't know when, far away from the sound of earth-shaking salute, we followed the sound and went, only to see the fireworks, colorful fireworks, rise up in the air, shooting straight up to the sky, in the black canopy, instantly blossomed out of a charming flowers. I held my head high, staring at the fireworks, as if I fell into a colorful fairy tale world. Finally, the surroundings became quiet. I thought to myself, "Fireworks are like a person's life, from birth, to making outstanding contributions to the world, leaving the most beautiful and rich time for others. So, fireworks are beautiful.
Children, we are not, like fireworks, to leave a little let others stop and marvel at the place? Then work hard!
Ah, the beautiful mid-autumn night, the mid-autumn night that makes me think y.