Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Competition

The Mid-Autumn Festival should be in the middle of the autumn and should be named after it. This day is the day of reunion of thousands of families. It’s fun to chat and enjoy the moon cake on this day. In the evening, when everyone was enjoying the moon and enjoying the moon cake, Dad stood up and said, “Let’s start a poetry contest today!” everyone cheered. I looked at Lang Lang Mingyue and blurted out: "Toasting the moon, and making a shadow into three people." "I hope that people will live for a long time, and they will be a thousand miles." Dad said without thinking. "Haha, this poem is too old to say, laughing at me." I laughed. "I don't know the moon, I call it a white jade plate." Dad said unwillingly: "People are happy and happy, Mid-Autumn Festival It’s very clear.” “Hey, don’t forget me,” Mom said angrily. "How come." I said in unison with my father. "Is this right? Let me come. The spring breeze is on the south bank of the Green River. When the moon is shining, I will return." "From the night to the white, the hometown of the moon is clear." Dad heard it and immediately took the next sentence. "Full moon fly mirror, heart-to-heart knives." Mother's voice. "When the moon is bright, I ask the wine to ask the sky. I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it? I want to go back by the wind, there is a sky, Qionglou Yuyu, the height is not cold. It is like dancing in the air. It seems to be in the world. Haha, I am amazing. Let's go." Mom shook her head and said. "Mom, what you said is as old as Dad, look at me. The sea is bright and the moon is at the end of the world." I interrupted. The food competition is still going on...

This Mid-Autumn Festival is so memorable, of course, I finally won.

The sixth grade of the National Primary School of Chaohu, Anhui Province: Li Mengxin