1 The custom of celebrating the Spring Festival in my hometown is to eat a bowl of delicious hot jiaozi. That's a happy thing.
Legend has it that when Zhang Zhongjing resigned and returned to his hometown, his hometown was in the cold winter, which was very cold. At that time, people didn't have extra money to buy warm clothes, so many people were frozen stiff and their ears were frozen. Many people went to Zhang Zhongjing to get medicine. When they saw that the villagers were frozen, they gave their lives to get medicine to help each other and won the praise of the people. Later, Zhang Zhongjing developed Joule, which is today's jiaozi. After people ate Joule and drank Quhan Decoction, their whole bodies were warm and the qi and blood in their ears were cleared. Since then, people who have eaten have never been frozen, and their ears have never been frozen.
On New Year's Eve, my mother wrapped jiaozi in the kitchen, and I also got together to wrap it. Jiaozi wrapped by my mother looks like a small gold ingot. I'm afraid the bag is broken, so I rolled the dough with a rolling pin first. First put the dough on the panel and press it. When the dough is flat, you can roll it out. Three or two times, a round, thin dough appeared in front of me, and I enjoyed it. Soon, the dough was gone. I carefully picked up the dough, put the dumpling stuffing on it, folded it in half, and squeezed it together from left to right, and a crescent-shaped jiaozi was wrapped. But my bag is much uglier than my mother's. My mother encouraged me to say, "Pack another one." This time, a little more stuffing was added to the skin, which made it look bulging and much better. Half an hour later, jiaozi finished packing, and all of them looked beautiful, with neat lace and small size, which made people feel quite fulfilled.
What makes people happy is not only eating jiaozi, but also the interesting process of wrapping jiaozi, because I know that behind every jiaozi is the fruit of my efforts!
Spring Festival is a traditional festival in China. Although this festival is celebrated all over the world, customs vary from place to place. I am from Taizhou, and our Spring Festival is really interesting!
The most important thing before the Spring Festival is the New Year's Eve dinner. Three aunts and eight aunts at home, all relatives and friends will get together. Unless there is something important, even if you are in a foreign land, you will come back to get together. Everyone blessed each other on the wine table, and everyone's face burst into a heartfelt smile.
People in Taizhou can't live without firecrackers for the New Year. When the sky was just slightly bright, firecrackers had already resounded through the sky. It has become an alarm clock for people to get up on New Year's Day. Looking out of the window, the lights of every household are on one after another, wearing new clothes and hats, and bowing their backs to worship Buddha. After that, the whole family mobilized and everyone was very busy. Shiny glutinous rice flour and green stuffing are wrapped together and put into the pot. When you hear the sound of "purring", the first delicious food in the morning-glutinous rice balls is out of the pot. May the whole family be reunited and happy in the new year.
When the sun rises, the first ray of sunshine shines on the earth, and people become busier. People warmly welcome relatives and friends who come home to pay New Year greetings. Children always form a team and go to pay New Year greetings one by one. When they come back, they are always full of harvest and their pockets are full of all kinds of sweet candy. Although some friends are far apart, their friendship is as deep as a peach blossom pool. Even if I drive for dozens of minutes, I will go to see my friends to pay New Year's greetings. In the afternoon, the cinema has become a crowded place, and Spring Festival movies often bring people joy. When night falls, it is the most exciting time for children. They all took out the biggest and best fireworks. For a time, fireworks surpassed the moonlight. At that moment, they laid one gorgeous flower after another in the dark sky.
The Spring Festival is so short and happy that it has become the best time of the year.
Hongshan Culture is an ancient civilization living in Hongshan District of Chifeng City and its surrounding areas, with a large number of cultural relics, relics and abandoned altars. Hongshan Culture Festival is an extension of this.
Then how was Hongshan Culture discovered? A farmer was walking on a mountain road when he met a stone with a regular shape and traces of processing. This is not surprising, but some distance ahead, he came across a building made of stone, similar to a "magic circle", so he contacted the inspectors. The investigation found that there were many small altars around and some ancient ornaments were found around. Obviously, there was an ancient civilization around here, but the cause of extinction is unknown.
Hongshan Culture, transformed from an ancient civilization into a festival, has entered our field of vision, incorporating many modern and multi-ethnic elements.
The activities during the festival include: Fireworks Gala, Hongshan Cultural Relics Exhibition Series, Nadam Convention, large-scale sacrificial activities at Hongshan Ancestor Site, Hongshan Culture Tourism Souvenir Exhibition and Evaluation, Hongshan Culture Painting and Calligraphy Photography Exhibition, and Hongshan Culture Site Inspection.
In fact, every place has its own customs. As long as you pay attention to and understand with your heart, there are legends behind every custom.
The custom composition of the sixth grade hometown 4 After New Year's Eve, it is the first day of the New Year's Day. In my hometown, New Year's Day is a day to worship ancestors.
On New Year's Day, people all over the city are busy offering sacrifices to their ancestors. Our family is also busy. Mother cooked the rice until it was medium-cooked, piled it in two bowls, and then buckled it, and the rice stood upright. Sister and father moved the table to the door together, then put a piece of red paper in front of the table and hold it down with a candlestick. I'm preparing sacrifices with my mother. I picked up a bowl and covered the bottom with a layer of sugar orange. After a while, the bottom of the bowl was closed. In the most critical place, I carefully picked up the sugar orange and piled it in the bowl. My heart is tied to a rope and I can't breathe.
Soon, oranges will be as tall as rice. Mother also put tofu, rice cakes and rice cakes on the plate. Candles were inserted in the candlestick and three incense sticks were inserted in the incense burner. The family is busy for a long time, and the wooden table is filled with sacrifices: rice cakes, tofu, tea, rice cakes, oranges ... If we go out for a walk, everyone will do the same, and we can't eat meat in the morning, so we can only be vegetarian.
At one or two o'clock in the afternoon, every household hangs portraits of their ancestors and then starts to set off firecrackers. There are firecrackers everywhere in the village, and every household has a fragrance. Mother put pork, fish, eggs and other meat in a wooden basket and put it on the table. Also from the afternoon, you can eat meat.
In this way, it was not until the third day of the lunar new year that everything on the table was removed. Listen to dad, ancestor worship is to pray for the blessing of ancestors, but also to make people not forget their roots. It was handed down a long time ago and continues to this day.
Ancestor worship in our hometown has its own characteristics, but also has a beautiful meaning. I am proud of this custom.
In Anhui, the Spring Festival almost begins on the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, which is the busiest time of the year. People have been busy for a whole year, and most of them will go home for the New Year at this time. The village is full of excitement.
On the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, I can make tofu and fried dumplings. In the morning, every household smells of beans. Heat the pot with firewood, grind the soybeans soaked overnight into paste, put them in the pot and add water. Cook until it is slightly sticky, and then take it out of the pot. Spread a layer of gauze on the square wooden frame, put the cooked paste on it, fix the wooden frame on the beam of the old house, and then start filtering. Boil the filtered soybean milk again, add gypsum for curing, cool it, pour it into the bean paddle bag, and press it with a heavy object for two hours, and the tofu will be ready. Boiled soybean milk can also be drunk directly.
Then, it is fried dumplings. Pour a large pot of cooked glutinous rice into the basin, add a proper amount of meat foam, ginger foam, chopped green onion, salt, soy sauce and other condiments, and then stir with a wooden stick until there are no rice grains at all, which can be kneaded into balls. Rub the glutinous rice into a ball the size of a ping-pong ball, then sprinkle a layer of flour, and you can fry it in hot oil. Keep turning it up and down in the pot until it turns reddish brown and take it out. The first pot of jiaozi must be put on a plate and put on the stove for the kitchen god to eat. Listening to the elders, the implication is that the weather will be good in the coming year, and there will be food and drink.
There are many festivals and customs in China with a long history, which is worth knowing.
My memory is vague. Every Mid-Autumn Festival seems to be spent at school, and I haven't eaten many moon cakes. What impressed me the most was mung bean cake, the simplest transparent plastic package, one grid at a time. Although I found out when I came home from vacation, my mother only left me two pieces, but that was quite satisfactory.
Speaking of Mid-Autumn Festival, the most inseparable thing is to play Ciba. Grandparents get up early in the morning. They steamed the glutinous rice prepared the day before and put it in a big wooden bucket. At this time, they took a thick wooden stick, grabbed both sides of the stick with both hands, pressed the hot sticky rice inside, and so on until all the sticky rice became sticky rice. At this time, the sesame powder and sugar ground with sesame seeds fried in the stove before are really delicious! Although I don't like sweets, I will eat several large pieces of glutinous rice paste.
After that, unforgettable old-fashioned moon cakes appeared. This kind of old-fashioned moon cake is generally big and round, one catty, wrapped in sesame crispy skin, with rock sugar, dried tangerine peel and five kernels inside. Because it is too big and tastes too special, I always don't like eating it directly, and I can't eat much. But after the Mid-Autumn Festival, my mother cut large pieces of moon cakes into triangular arcs, fried them into double-sided yellow pieces in the pot, and then ate them after taking them out. That would be really delicious! Two ways to eat are completely two flavors!
The folk song "May 5th is the Dragon Boat Festival ..." I believe everyone is familiar with it! During the Dragon Boat Festival, many places in China will pack jiaozi, dragon boat races and sachets, and so will my hometown.
I once read a story about the origin of the Dragon Boat Festival in a book: there was a patriotic poet named Qu Yuan in the State of Chu who threw himself into the river because of the country's demise. Villagers by the river where Qu Yuan committed suicide wrapped jiaozi and threw it into the river, hoping that fish would not eat Qu Yuan's body ... Last year, during the Dragon Boat Festival, I learned to wrap jiaozi at my grandmother's house.
When I first arrived at my grandmother's house, she was making zongzi. Zongzi leaves are soaked in a big basin filled with water, and glutinous rice is soaked in a small basin filled with water. What she wants is a little pet. As the name implies, the pine foot is shaped like a three-inch golden lotus, with a pointed top and a round heel. She first made a groove on the zongzi leaf with her fingers, wrapped it in a funnel shape, wrapped it tightly, poured the rice in, covered it with a lid, wrapped another zongzi leaf in front of the prototype, and finally wrapped it with a rope. Grandma's skillful technique, flowing freely, made me dumbfounded.
I am also eager to see my grandmother make zongzi. I learned from my grandmother's appearance, made a trough, and poured glutinous rice into it. At this time, all the glutinous rice in the "flower" leaves was spilled, and the opening below was opened, and the glutinous rice was spilled along this opening. Look at grandma, she has already packed two. Although impatient, it is not the way, so we have to ask for advice humbly.
Grandma taught me hand in hand and said to me, "You pinched it too loosely, so it broke up." Not to be outdone, I regained my confidence and tried again after hearing my grandmother's guidance. This time, I finally got what I wanted, without missing a bit. The second zongzi leaf was also wrapped successfully. A small zongzi was born in my hand. Although it is a little small, it is a zongzi after all. Finally, the task of tying the thread was handed over to mom. With previous experience, jiaozi is getting bigger and better. Grandma and mom saw it, and their faces showed gratified smiles.
Soon, it's almost time to eat. Grandma walked into the kitchen with a big pot of zongzi. After a while, there was a "grunting" sound in the kitchen. I wanted to open the pot and have a look, but my grandmother stopped me: "It's not ripe yet. It's not good to cook now. " I was a little disappointed, so I had to fill in the picture in the pot: the green leaves that originally wrapped the zongzi should turn dark green now, right? Shouldn't the white wool used to tie zongzi be loose now? The glutinous rice wrapped in zongzi leaves should be soft and sticky, right?
"Let's eat, let's eat." It's dad calling for dinner again. I flew into the kitchen, and the two big plates beside the pot were full of cold zongzi. Zongye and wool are what I expected. The glutinous rice wrapped in zongzi leaves swells and becomes soft and sticky, and even some glutinous rice has emerged from the cracks in zongzi leaves. Grandma in the kitchen saw me, waved to me, put a skinned "little foot" with chopsticks in her hand and handed it to me. I picked up zongzi and took a big bite. A mass of glutinous rice was surrounded by the fragrance of zongzi leaves and entered my mouth. Obviously nothing is put, but it is extremely sweet.
"The light sweat is slightly blue, and the fragrant orchids are bathed in the Ming Dynasty during the Dragon Boat Festival" is Su Shi's poem about the Dragon Boat Festival. Isn't the custom of making zongzi on Dragon Boat Festival a reflection of the ancient cultural quality of China?
In my hometown, there is a custom of "different winds in a hundred miles, different customs in a thousand miles". In the second half of February of the lunar calendar, people will hold celebrations to welcome Master Khufu and invite relatives and friends to their homes.
The origin of this festival is an interesting story: a long time ago, there was a kind-hearted Luofu monk. One day, he went down the mountain to make a fire and met a hungry tiger. When he came back from making a fire, he fed the tiger himself. His spirit of self-sacrifice touched God, Guanyin Bodhisattva inspired him to become a "Buddhist monk of Khufu", and the tiger became his mount. People also set February 1st as the anniversary of Master Khufu.
The second half of the lunar calendar is the day I look forward to most besides the Chinese New Year. In the morning, the sun just lifted the clouds and poked its head out. There was a long queue at the temple fair and a sea of people. Older grandparents make up for us, and some dress up as miraculous the Monkey King; There are pigs dressed as fat heads and big ears; Some people dress up as loyal sand monk ... and I dress up as Mu, a woman who doesn't want men's eyebrows: she has a big tsing yi face and a handsome red helmet, and she looks graceful!
The most exciting moment has arrived, and the celebration has begun. Walking in front is the "Khufu Zen Master" invited by the venerable old man in the village; Followed by the aggressive snare drum team, the drums were deafening; The grandmothers of the waist drum team are holding drumsticks and dancing in colored silk, which is very infectious; There is also a trumpet team composed of children, whose trumpets are loud and vigorous; Then we. Our parade is the most interesting. There are three Tang Priests flying in the sky and three Tang Priests walking on the ground. They are shouldered by adults, and of course my Mu Guiying is in command. "Mulan" and "Chu Bawang Xiang Yu" and I sat in a special car just like riding a horse, followed by a sedan chair of "ladies" ... The last parade consisted of the whole village waving colorful flags and holding incense, including elderly people over 70 years old, energetic teenagers and lively children ... After the parade, fruits and gifts will be distributed to the villagers, with many layers. I hope everyone can live a long and safe life. This is the first floor, the second floor is to commemorate the spirit of "Zen Master Khufu" to sacrifice himself for others, and the third floor is to hope that everyone can be guarded and blessed this year.
At this time, in the villagers' home, the host was cooking delicious dishes: roast beef and braised fish ... The guests chatted while helping, and everyone had a happy day together.
Every bit of this custom festival embodies rich and colorful hometown characteristics and unique charm. Let's build a better hometown together and continue to inherit the local customs of our hometown!
The custom composition of the sixth grade hometown 9 Worship the god of wealth on the fifth day of the first month, pack jiaozi on the fifth day of May, and eat clever clouds on the seventh day of July ... It was also called "cooking soup and rice" years ago, which was the title of people's ancestor worship. On this day, people will hold banquets and make religious sacrifices. It is to thank our ancestors and pray for peace and prosperity in the coming year.
Our family came to grandma's house to worship our ancestors again this year. When we got home, we began to go into the house to help with the work. Mom and grandma are cooking in the kitchen, and grandpa and dad are setting dishes and pouring wine. I am responsible for putting chopsticks and cups and other activities. Nine pairs of chopsticks, nine cups and nine vegetarian dishes on the table symbolize that this family has lasted for a long time.
There should also be twelve pairs of chopsticks and three kinds of fruits on the ground, which are for the Buddha. Only one third of the wine can be poured into the glass at a time, because the wine has passed three rounds. These procedures are complicated for me, but they are sacred in the hearts of my father and grandfather. They believe that ancestor worship will make future generations safe and healthy.
Everything is ready. In the past, my father was in charge of lighting incense. Today, let me practice. So, I picked up a bunch of incense, lit it on the candle like my father, then clenched my fists, took it and bowed to my ancestors three times respectfully, then inserted it into the incense burner and kowtowed three times. When I bowed, I murmured, "Grandfather! Please bless our family safe and healthy. " As soon as I got up, my family began to bow down in turn, even my three-year-old sister scrambled to bow down. She learned to bow and kowtow, hold chubby little hands together and mumble something like an adult. After kowtowing twice, my stomach has already begun to protest. Looking at the food on the table, my mouth watered, but I managed to control it by swallowing a few mouthfuls. I thought to myself, "Come on, just stick to the end." I also added some motivation to stick to it.
When the three incense burns out, we will ask our ancestors to leave. My faltering grandfather stepped forward and moved the stool, as if asking his ancestors to leave. Grandma and mom put the dishes in the kitchen and reheated them, because "everyone knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard." My father and I carried several sacks of gold "ingots" and went to the ancestral grave to burn them. This is also called "sending money to send food". When I came back, I was relieved to see a table full of delicious food, because I could finally eat it!
Many people have given up such traditional customs. But I won't. I want to pass on this custom from generation to generation-ancestor worship.
10 There are many customs in my hometown, such as Mid-Autumn Festival, Dragon Boat Festival and Spring Festival. These festivals have stories and delicious food, but there are also festivals in foreign countries!
Dragon Boat Festival is a traditional festival in China. Eat zongzi on Dragon Boat Festival. There are many kinds of traps in zongzi, which are deeply loved by people. Some people will put zongzi by the water to worship Qu Yuan. My hometown also has such a custom. People will put zongzi by the water and pour a glass of wine on the ground, which is a respect for Qu Yuan and also to seek peace. On the Dragon Boat Festival, we will row a dragon boat. What a lively scene! The dragon boat is already crowded before it leaves, and sometimes it can't get in. It's better to come early. When the dragon boat begins, the scene becomes more lively, and people will hold zongzi and shout, "Come on! Come on! ... "The contestants paddle hard, and whoever reaches the finish line first will win the prize. There is no need to take it for granted that the prize is Zongzi.
Mid-Autumn Festival is also a traditional festival for me. I want to eat delicious moon cakes. There are many traps in moon cakes, and people like to eat them. There is also a legend about the origin of the Mid-Autumn Festival, that is, Chang 'e finally ascended to heaven in order to prevent the villain from getting the elixir of life. To commemorate Chang 'e, people call this day Mid-Autumn Festival. The origin of Mid-Autumn Festival is really sad!
However, some people will worship the moon under the moon, perhaps to praise the noble quality of Chang 'e. Mid-Autumn Festival is my favorite festival, because my grandmother will tell me a good story. When eating, it is inevitable to take some moon cakes to eat. My grandmother sometimes puts moon cakes on her lips and tells me a few stories before giving them to me.
In my hometown, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone has to eat several moon cakes in one breath. Moon cakes are not only beautiful in appearance, but also delicious, so I always have a good time during the Mid-Autumn Festival.