Reflections on the theme activities of national unity and progress education in schools on March 3, 2020.
March 3rd is a traditional festival of Zhuang nationality. In order to celebrate this festival, our school decided to hold "March 3" food culture into the campus.
The day of the event was very lively. As soon as I entered the campus, I saw all the students' faces brimming with smiles.
I took the prepared fruit and went straight to the classroom without breakfast. I was shocked as soon as I entered the classroom. Oh, my God! This is not a classroom! It's a fruit market. The desks have been filled with all kinds of fruits brought by students, including watermelon, pitaya and grapes.
Seeing that some students have started making fruit platters, I immediately joined their team. I came to the group we had assembled before, and worked together to wash, cut and plate the fruit. Soon, our group spelled out a plate of fruit, with watermelon as the crown, banana as the hair and grapes as the eyes, and a plate of fruit platter named "The Queen Arrives" was ready. While I was drinking wine and enjoying our works, I suddenly heard the announcement on the radio: "Please take your works to the playground to set them up."
I look around, wow! The glutinous rice platter in our class is really great. I don't know when several parents in our class put out different patterns on three dustpans. The largest glutinous rice platter is made up of yellow, red, blue, purple and black glutinous rice into "petals", and then edged with cherry tomatoes. "Blossom" is wrapped with sausage, and a half-hollow "melon bowl" is placed in the middle, which is filled with fried sesame seeds. The huge dustpan is full, which is called "Big Mac"! The other two big plates also have their own merits, which makes people drool!
We carefully displayed the delicious food on the playground, which was already full of people. Teachers, parents and classmates come back and forth to see the delicious food of each class. I can't wait to know Wow! I thought our class was the best, but I didn't expect other classes to be good, especially the fourth grade. The glutinous rice platter is made like a cake. There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people!
When the teacher announced that we could taste delicious food, we immediately "killed" it and "grabbed all the delicious food on the exhibition table".
Eating, laughing, happy "March 3", different "March 3", looking forward to more exciting next year!
Reflections on the theme activities of national unity and progress education in schools on March 3, 2020 (II)
Willows are lingering, the spring breeze is leisurely, and the season of flying kites is here again!
On weekends, the sky was especially clear, just better than my mood, because my parents took me to fly kites that day.
Today, my father prepared a fierce eagle kite for me. The kite lying on the ground looks a little big, but it is not clumsy around my burly father. Dad put the kite high, running, flying and flying. I really want to thank my father for his dexterous hands. Dad's big hand passed the kite to my little hand. But the kite didn't listen to me. It fluttered in the air a few times, then made several difficult dives and fell headlong. Looking at the kite that fell to the ground at sixes and sevens, I chased it. Fortunately, I didn't hurt my bones and muscles, and I can continue to fly.
"Don't lose heart, keep coming!" I looked back and it was my mother. I got up the courage again, took back the kite line again and dragged the naughty kite to run. The faster I run, the more powerful the strings are. It seems that the kite is eager to regroup and rush to the blue sky. "Lele, the kite has flown, let it go!" Mom and dad shouted at me again.
As soon as I let go, it went up with a whoosh, and the wind blew its wings and tail wings, bringing me bursts of laughter. I shook the wheel of the kite carefully and the kite flew into the sky. The eagle spread its wings in the air and soared freely. Our laughter also flew into the sky with the kite.
Looking up at the blue sky, I can't help but recall that beautiful and fresh song:
"It's March 3 again, and the kite flies into the sky. With our laughter, it flies farther and farther."
Reflections on the theme activities of national unity and progress education in schools on March 3, 2020 (III)
"It's March 3 again, and kites are flying all over the sky, pulling my thoughts and dreams." There was a sweet song not far away, and I couldn't help being in a trance. Ah! It turned out that March 3 arrived, and I couldn't help but smile on my face. March 3rd is a traditional festival of Zhuang people in Guangxi. Zhuang people call it "lying on the slope" or "lying on the slope", which means "going out and singing in the fields". At the same time, it is also a "singing fairy meeting" in memory of Third Sister Liu. On that day, we all went to worship our ancestors, which is called "worship the mountain".
On March 3rd every year, the river in my hometown is always bustling. People of all ages will wear traditional Zhuang costumes. Even as a child, I couldn't resist my mother's "intimidation and inducement" and was forced to wear a smaller version of Zhuang clothes. I thought I would be laughed at by my friends when I went out, but I was relieved to see them dressed like me. "Aunt, let's go to the old tree! There are many people there, and there are children dressed like us. Let's go and have a look! " Luan month pulled my clothes, I blinked and nodded helplessly. We strode to the river and came to the old tree by the river. I can't help but calm down. It's really lively under the tree. Old Zhuang people with long beards were sitting under a tree, each holding a maguhu in his hand, and they began to pull it up tacitly. Beautiful notes floated under the tree, into our ears and intoxicated our hearts. I close my eyes and savor. The sound of the piano is sometimes magnificent and sometimes long and pleasant, as if you were in front of a magnificent waterfall and walking on a trickle river. It brought me into a magical music world and brought an indescribable shock to my mind!
"Little aunt! Little auntie! Grandfathers have a good time, and I want to learn! But I want to learn more! " Luan month excitedly pointed to the nearby with a small hand. I looked down at her little hand. A group of men and women were holding poles. Was that a collision just now? "It's a fight!" I can't help screaming in a low voice. "Nonsense!" I was slapped. I turned around in anger and saw my brother say, "Is this a pole?" Our custom! I didn't even know that! "I am speechless." Let's go Learn from your brother! "My brother and I each took a pole and learned that the way they fought was decent. The more they fight, the more energetic they are, and the more addicted they are. During the period, I also deliberately patted my brother with a pole. Looking at his painful crying, I was secretly happy! Shh! Keep your voice down! Don't let him hear you!
"Little aunt! Look! " What now? I turned my head. I saw a boat floating on the river. On every leaf boat, there is a man and a woman. They sang the simplest folk songs with their unique voices, holding hands, and their faces were filled with happy smiles. The girls smiled charmingly and gave the hydrangea in their hands to the right young man. Around them, there was a burst of warm applause. "Congratulations!" "Ha ha, married again!" The sound of all kinds of blessings came. I think they will be happy.
"Aunt, it's getting late. My aunt asked us to go to the mountain to collect maple leaves and yellow rice grass to make five-color glutinous rice, and then to worship our ancestors! Go! " I nodded and dragged her to the mountain. "It's March 3 again, and kites are flying all over the sky, pulling my thoughts and dreams." March 3rd is an interesting and meaningful festival! Zhuang nationality, an ancient nation, is simple, good at singing and dancing, hardworking and kind. Zhuangxiang, a beautiful place with a long history!
Reflections on the theme activities of national unity and progress education in schools on March 3, 2020 (IV)
The annual March 3rd has arrived. March 3rd is a traditional grand festival of Zhuang nationality. On this day, every household will kill chickens and sheep, steam glutinous rice and boil eggs.
On the morning of March 3, just before dawn, my mother had poured the steamed five-color glutinous rice into a big round basin, which was as hot as a flowerpot. I ate a few mouthfuls of glutinous rice and went to my mother's side to help her choose eggs and boil them. Mother said, "When you cook eggs, don't burn them too hard, lest they crack in the pot." . When the water boils, you turn the eggs up and down with chopsticks to make them heated evenly, and the eggs will be safe in the pot. "Mom said, and to think about other things. I cooked the eggs according to my mother's instructions and painted them in colorful colors. They are packed in a bamboo basket, just like a basket of colorful shells.
Do you know that the egg-touching competition on March 3 is the greatest fun for children? My sister and I picked some sharp and big eggs and ran to the entrance of the village to find a partner to have an egg-touching war.
The village partners also came to the village entrance. Some of us put eggs in our pockets and walk slowly, for fear that the eggs will "fight" in their pockets; Some put eggs in wool net bags and hang them on their chests; Some people came running excitedly, each holding an egg. When the egg touching began, the village entrance immediately became lively, and the friends gathered in groups of three to five to touch the eggs. "pa!" An egg was broken and the crowd burst into laughter.
My sister and I took four eggs and four duck eggs and ran into our friends. As a result, we won three and lost five. We peeled off the broken eggs one by one and ate them. Little friends are also peeling eggs. You look at me, I look at you, and then wipe the eggs on your lips with hands painted in various colors and smile.
When we got home, I saw my mother put bowls of steaming fish, meat and vegetables on a table. At this time, my father smiled and brought a few bottles of good wine, and drank it with invited relatives and friends. A table of people ate and drank happily, and laughter echoed in the room.
Reflections on the theme activities of national unity and progress education in schools on March 3, 2020 Chapter V.
Most of the festivals of Zhuang nationality are centered on villages or families, full of exotic customs and colorful. When it comes to the festival that spreads the most widely, spans states and counties, and can affect everyone, it is the Song Market on March 3rd.
Zhuang people's singing and dancing ability is world-famous. They use songs to tell things, express their feelings and vent their emotions. Since ancient times, there have been customs such as singing friends, choosing talents, expressing feelings and choosing husbands, and gradually formed a song-based festival activity "Song Club".
On the third day of the third lunar month, Zhuangxiang is full of oceans of songs. People in costumes flocked to the "Song Market". They took the five-color glutinous rice and eggs prepared before the festival and went to worship the idol of the singer Liu Sanjie first, begging her to give them a talent. In the eyes of Zhuang people, Liu Sanjie is the embodiment of beauty and love, wisdom and talent. It is said that the "Song Market" was set up in memory of Sanjie Liu.
After paying tribute to Sister Liu, people rushed to sing with her, singing one after another. Heroic antithesis is the most interesting. Against both sides, whether one-on-one or group-to-group, the lyrics are often blurted out and improvised in order to beat the other side to win. Of course, there are also many humorous words that make the audience laugh.
During the festival, there are not only songs and laughter, but also fireworks, acrobatics, dragon and phoenix dances, Zhuang opera and other entertainment activities. In the end, it was fruitful, but it created a beautiful marriage.
In fact, young Zhuang men and women regard March 3 as their "Valentine's Day". Who doesn't want to seize this annual best exchange opportunity and find the right person? At this time, the duet of love and mate selection began in a corner of the song market. Usually, the young man sings a "tour song" first to observe the distinctive opponents. When you meet the right person, sing the song of meeting and inviting. If the woman is interested, she will respond with a song, and when she has an admiration for the other person, she will sing a love song. If the girl thinks the boy's talent and talent are satisfactory, she will quietly give her carefully embroidered hydrangea to the right person.
Hydrangea is a ball composed of 12 petals, and each petal represents a month, which is a symbol of Zhuang people's affection. In some interviews, colorful sheds will be set up in the Song market for young men and women to throw hydrangeas at each other. The scene is both joyful and affectionate, which is really moving. A grand concert usually takes several days to hold. In recent years, Songzhuang Art Festival has developed into "Guangxi International Folk Song Art Festival", bringing together folk experts from all over the country and even the world. Activities are naturally more colorful.