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Write an introductory composition of more than 500 words.
Korean from Class Six (1)

Today is Labor Day. Early in the morning, I bathed in golden sunshine with my mother, aunt and cousin, and happily went to Minsheng Square to visit the lively Water Street Food Festival.

When I got there, the first thing I saw was a young man dressed in Mongolian costumes, holding five or six kebabs in his hand, baking in a long oven, burning red charcoal through a layer of iron net. With their dexterous hands, they kept turning the barbecue in their hands. The barbecue is almost done. They sprinkle some delicious seasoning powder and spread some delicious sauce. Finally, they roasted for a while and baked a few delicious kebabs. Look at the freshly baked mutton skewers. They are brown and steaming, emitting a refreshing fragrance, which makes people drool. Before the mutton kebabs get cold, they just put them in their mouths and eat them in a mess. The food festival is crowded with people. No matter the scorching sun, people come here to taste delicious food. Some people hold long colorful marshmallows in their hands, some people hold freshly baked kebabs in their hands, and some people are crowded in front of the booth, eager to spend money to taste delicious food. I walked around with my relatives, and I was very excited. My cousin and I are as happy as small fish, shuttling through the crowd, looking for better food. There are so many delicious foods here: sour and hot powder, lifelike Tang Hua, delicious zongzi, cool and thirst-quenching dessert herbal tea ... all kinds of delicious foods are dazzling. What impressed me the most was Tang Hua, Sichuan. My cousin and I crowded in front of the booth and only saw a middle-aged man, a Chinese in the Tang Dynasty, with a serious face. He scooped up a spoonful of syrup with a spoon in his right hand, sprinkled it evenly and quickly on a clean white stone board, and slowly outlined a lifelike butterfly. After drawing the shape, he began to draw patterns and gradually drew a butterfly. Finally, he fixed a bamboo stick on the butterfly. After the syrup solidified, he slowly inserted a clean yellow iron sheet into the butterfly and lifted it slowly. A lifelike butterfly is success. My cousin and I each asked for a rabbit and enjoyed it happily.

Happy times are always fleeting. It's one o'clock in the afternoon. We bid farewell to the Water Street Food Festival and reluctantly went home. Water Street Food Festival embodies the charm of our traditional food culture in Nanning, and I like this food festival.

oneself

I am eight years old, with a big round head, thick eyebrows, bright eyes, long nose and a lovely big mouth.

I am a boy who loves learning. Every time I have a break, my classmates have a good time. Only I am reading quietly. Once in a math class, the teacher came up with a problem that almost no one at our age could solve, and I solved it.

I am an indomitable boy. Once I played chess with my classmates, and I lost. After that, I practiced hard for three months, and then I went to the classmate to compete with him whenever I had time, but I always lost more and won less. Even in the end, he didn't want to play with me. He ran away as soon as he saw me, but I could make him run away and chase him to his door every time. Later, I often asked my elders who were good at chess, and my level improved rapidly. In the "Little Chess King" competition held at school, I beat that classmate at one fell swoop and won the title of "Little Chess King".

I am still a "good boy" of my parents. I often do housework within my power at home. Mop the floor, tidy up clothes, help mom and dad beat their backs and wash their feet, so that they can eliminate the fatigue caused by a day's work. When there are guests at home, I will hand them a cup of hot tea. But don't be fooled by these illusions. In fact, I am still a "wild child". Sometimes I play with other children and forget the time to go home for dinner. I was scolded by my mother many times for this. Sometimes, when someone hits me, I have to fight back. Once, I punched blood out of someone else's nostrils. When I got home, my father taught me well with a board. But I just can't change it. Oh, I can't. I am really a stubborn person!

I am who I am, the same me.