Argument with the wind? Senior one? 600 words follow others, if you chew the steamed bread chewed by others, will it taste? But I saw ignorant people chewing with relish. Who left Tanabata on Valentine's Day? Sixteen-year-old left youth, lonely, but who left Qixi on Valentine's Day? February 14, walking in the street, thinking that there will be a perfect ending, people holding hands, lonely people holding hands. Flowers are surrounded by enchanting women with a happy face, holding flowers and chocolates in their hands, and strolling in the spacious street with their lovers. It seems a pity to have no partner, but I still enjoy my sunshine. February 14 is Valentine's Day. Oh! Valentine's day, then, where is Qixi? Who lost it? On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world. Tanabata, sitting under the grape trellis, listening to the love of the cowherd and the weaver girl. It is said that under the grape trellis, they can be heard whispering. On Tanabata, there are no flowers and chocolates, and even the people holding hands don't know where to go. The air under the grape trellis is good! Night, so quiet, thinking about how the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl will meet on the magpie bridge, but I didn't see it, I didn't see anything, and even the magpie didn't know where it was. So, what about Qixi? He left Christmas Eve on New Year's Eve, wishing Christmas Eve peace, and the sky fell on Christmas Eve. On Christmas Eve, greeting cards are flying all over the sky, not to mention that hungry people put prepared gifts in conspicuous places on Christmas Eve and give them to those who want to give them at night. People at the party were singing and dancing, singing and dancing selflessly at the party, and hanging Christmas trees in the west. It's also Christmas Eve, which seems to be more lively than the West! On New Year's Eve, after New Year's Eve, the family separated, and there was no party time, no party, no singing and dancing. Some people just look at the annual party coldly, forgetting Tanabata, thinking of Valentine's Day, forgetting New Year's Eve and thinking of Christmas. What has changed us? What blows in the west makes us forget our country, forget our roots, go with the flow and get something.