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在生活、工作和学习中，大家都不可避免地会接触到作文吧，作文是从内部言语向外部言语的过渡，即从经过压缩的简要的、自己能明白的语言，向开展的'、具有规范语法结构的、能为他人所理解的外部语言形式的转化。那么一般作文是怎么写的呢？下面是小编整理的关于节日英语作文，欢迎阅读与收藏。
When the Dragon Boat Festival, a primary school student didn't know why to eat zongzi, we worried; When it comes to double ninth festival, a middle school student doesn't know that the poet is thinking about when the poet is feeling. When the Mid-Autumn festival, a moon cake sold for eight thousand eight hundred eight hundred eighty-eight hundred, we grieved. Thus, I suddenly realized that behind the loss of traditional festivals, it was the loss of our traditional culture. With the pomp and bustle of commerce, our traditional culture is being nibbled at one point, annihilated... It is our indifference to the traditional culture, the ignorance of our traditional culture, that we have abandoned it and buried it with our own hands.
Traditional festivals cry!
Traditional culture is crying!
Traditional Chinese are crying!
In the sound of sobbing, the qu zi gradually sank, the chang 'e gradually gaunt, the weaver girl gradually faded. It was all sobbing, slowly disappearing, until it was hard to find.
The traditional festival, I worry for you, for you!
Today is Mid-Autumn festival, the Mid-Autumn festival is a traditional Chinese festival. It was the time of family reunion.
Today, my mother bought a large bag of moon cakes and made preparations for tonight because the Mid-Autumn festival is the moon cake festival. In the evening, I ate mooncakes with my father, mother, sister and brother, and I ate and looked at the big and round moon.
But there was a house in front of our house, and the moon was in the sky. We hid behind the house for a while, and then we saw it as if we were playing a puzzle. I eat moon cakes looking at the moon, feel the moon more and more like a big moon cake. The moon's sister, chang 'e, seemed to say, "you're too happy, little guy." The stars in the sky are like little children, and their eyes are very naughty. The whole family were eating mooncakes and laughing. I also gave my sister a riddle, and the riddle was, "what fish is not bad." The elder sister say: "goldfish." I said, "no, it's a wooden fish." I smiled and laughed, and everyone laughed.
Our family began to see the moon again. The moon was so beautiful and beautiful. I didn't go to bed until 11:30 this evening. It was a beautiful evening. We were falling asleep slowly.
