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Chinese traditional culture - politeness

China is a country with a history of five thousand years; a country with traditional culture; a country with digital A country of hundreds of millions of people; a...

"Although it is important to study first, you must also be polite and polite. Follow the school rules and be polite when you see the teacher. The classmates are friendly to each other, and the little hands of friendship are strong. Love and care Take care of public property and establish a new trend." This is a polite song.

Politeness is one of the traditional Chinese cultures.

The definition of politeness: It refers to the thoughts and behaviors of people living in harmony with each other. It is a reflection of respect and friendliness to others in speech and behavior.

When I was a child, my parents always said that I must bark when I see someone. When I was a child, I was naive and listened to my parents very much. Whenever I saw someone I knew, I would keep calling, "aunties, uncles, uncles, aunties...

Now I am already a freshman in high school. Now that I'm a student, I don't like to call people much anymore. I will only call people when my parents force me to do so. Generally, when you see an acquaintance, you just smile... My mother always said, "You must greet someone you know. This is a matter of politeness. Be a good and polite child." The teacher also often said, "You must greet someone in school." Hello teacher, be a good and polite student. "But at this moment, I always feel like a little adult. I always talk about aunties and uncles, and I will be laughed at by my own friends and classmates.

I admit that I did not do well in this regard, but I am confident in saying that I did one thing well - that is, respecting the elderly and caring for the young.

Taking a car is a very common thing, especially a bus. On the bus, as soon as the back door opens, you can see three yellow single seats. These three seats are specially designed for the elderly, weak, sick and disabled. But I always see a pregnant woman or an old person standing, and there are young and middle-aged people sitting next to them. In fact, I guess some of the people sitting there wanted to give up their seats, but they just didn’t want to suffer. Until the conductor said, "Who can take a seat?" I was confident to say that I was not like this! Because I did it, I would take the initiative to give up my seat when I saw such a situation!

Politeness does not cost money, but it can be won. Everything! Politeness makes polite people happy, and also makes those who are treated politely happy! Let us take action and be polite people.

Come and continue to inherit the traditional virtues of China - politeness! A 600-word essay on excellent traditional culture Part 2

The heavy bend on the Miluo River left unparalleled regrets. The dirty world cannot tolerate transparency. The eyes are full of sadness, and a wisp of loyal soul is guarding Hanshui Sanqian.

The noise that resounds for nine days is still vaguely lingering in the ears. The passionate shouts increase the power of the dragon boat, like Arrows flew across the river, and countless oar shadows overturned the boundless river. In the endless years, infinite emotions arose. The grains of full rice were kneaded together, sandwiching a few jujube sweetness and a few reed leaves. The delicate fragrance sank to the bottom of the river along with the nostalgia complex

Qu Zi smiled sweetly, and his heart was comforted. But at that time, his long hair was fluttering, and Qu Zi drank alone to the moon. He raised his glass and drank it all. Who can I talk to about my current loneliness in Fengxue?

It’s the Dragon Boat Festival again, and the river is still the same. Qu Zi came here alone. The cold wind on the river ruffled the green mist, turning left and right, looming and appearing, seeming to be absent. He was unable to see clearly the ship called Dragon. The big ship no longer weighed anchor, and there were no familiar shouts from the shore. Only the rustling wind shredded a few lingering calls of wild ducks

Qu Zi rolled up his sleeves, wiped the water from the corners of his eyes, and walked back and forth along the river. He is hesitating, perhaps for the sake of a nation

People today have gradually lost one of the simplest national complexes, and have slowly forgotten their own cultural traditions

Qu Zi listened to the morning bell in the distance, but people didn't seem to know, or had forgotten that today was the Dragon Boat Festival. Some places where you can find the Dragon Boat Festival, but you can no longer see the rice dumpling leaves. Making rice dumplings has become a mechanized action in the factory, and there are all kinds of things. The rice dumplings are beautifully packaged. Such hype by merchants has changed the cultural connotation of the traditional festival

People can no longer taste the "original" rice dumplings

Qu Zi couldn't help lamenting that some "foreign festivals" that he had never heard of had crowded out our traditional national festivals, such as "Valentine's Day" and "Christmas"? He didn't understand what these meant, and why were people so keen on them?

Qu Zi lowered his head and said nothing. Suddenly, he looked at the confused fog in the distance. He should be generous. Instead of yesterday's blood-crying "Li Sao", there is today's sad song by the river. It wants to It’s time to use this sad song to call busy people to stop and think about whether we have given up too much and taken too much without thinking. It doesn’t matter if one person stays alone for thousands of years. What matters is that a nation has lost its way. His nature has been indifferent to too many cultural traditions and too keen on foreign cultures.

The once hexagonal longing was held in the hands of the mother, and a wisp of fragrance was held between the lips by a child's fingers. Is it the enduring nature of culture? Today, Quzi sings a tragic song, making waves and disappearing into the distance? A 600-word essay on excellent traditional culture Part 3

Jellyfish love in the Dragon Boat Festival memory

"In January, red lanterns are hung high, and in February, kites are tied up; in March, the tombs are hung during the Qingming Festival; in April, rice seedlings are planted in the fields; in May, dragon boats are lowered down the river dam..." When I was a child, I sang this children's song and looked forward to it every day. Looking forward to the month until the Dragon Boat Festival arrives.

Actually, I don’t care about watching dragon boats, but I think about the rice dumplings made by my mother herself, and the fragrant realgar wine she put on it for me. However, it was difficult to eat rice dumplings at that time.

One year, my mother promised to eat rice dumplings a few days before the Dragon Boat Festival. So, I look forward to it every day. On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, I didn't even bother to eat breakfast. I was looking forward to the white rice dumplings wrapped with emerald green bamboo leaves.

As soon as lunch school was over, I hurried back home, but my mother was not at home, the ashes in the stove were cold, and there was a pile of clean bowls on the table. I knew that my hope was gone like a beautiful soap bubble. A feeling of loss immediately hit my heart, my nose felt sore, and tears fell down. At this time, several families in the yard had already hung wormwood on them, and a few neighboring children were playing with their ears and necks rubbed yellow, and the scent of realgar wine filled the air. I leaned against the doorframe and looked at the road leading to the town at the entrance of the village. I no longer look forward to eating rice dumplings. I only hope that my mother can sell the tofu that I made all night long. I only hope that my mother can come back safely as soon as possible.

Not long after, my mother came back with a load of tofu. I saw that the wooden board holding the tofu was broken into two pieces, and the bamboo basket seemed to have been stepped on. When my mother saw my sad look, she immediately took out a twist stick worth only four cents from her pocket and coaxed me and said: "Forgive me, Hong'er, everyone is eating rice dumplings today, tofu is not easy to sell..." I clearly saw tears in my mother's eyes, so I couldn't help but throw myself into her arms, crying sadly. My mother hugged me tightly, and I felt something warm rolling on my back...

The green calamus hangs at the door of May. For the sake of the students in my class, I haven't been able to go home and make rice dumplings with my mother for many years. I wanted to take advantage of the first legal Dragon Boat Festival to reunite with my mother, but my mother was separated from me. However, I will never forget the Dragon Boat Festival without zongzi, let alone the twist that was only worth four cents, and my dear mother! A 600-word essay on excellent traditional culture Part 4

The fifth day of the fifth lunar month is a traditional festival in China. The Dragon Boat Festival can also be called the Duanyang Festival. Legend has it that that day was the day when the great ancient Chinese poet Qu Yuan threw himself into the river.

That day, when the patriotic poet Qu Yuan heard the news that his country was about to perish, he was filled with grief and anger, and his heart was like a knife. He picked up a stone and jumped into the river.

In order to commemorate Qu Yuan, people would row boats and throw rice into the river every Dragon Boat Festival. But later they found that all the rice thrown into the river was eaten by fish. So people came up with a way, which was to wrap the rice in a long leaf into the shape of four corners. When the fish saw it, they thought it was water chestnut. Because the water chestnut has sharp thorns, the fish did not dare to eat it. .

To this day, people eat rice dumplings and race dragon boats during the Dragon Boat Festival to commemorate the great patriotic poet Qu Yuan. Grandma would also hang long, green moxa sticks at the door of her house. My favorite thing to eat is big meat rice dumplings, especially the "Zhu Laoda" rice dumplings sold at the Shaoxing service area on the highway. They taste very delicious and make me have endless aftertaste.

Eating rice dumplings

During the Dragon Boat Festival, every household makes rice dumplings to eat. My family is no exception. The day before the Dragon Boat Festival, grandparents made rice dumplings. The rice dumplings were of different sizes and shapes: triangle and cuboid. I heard from grandma that there are many kinds of fillings for these rice dumplings: white sugar filling, black sesame filling, candied date filling, and vegetable filling. After listening to grandma's introduction, my mouth almost watered, and I asked grandma to cook the rice dumplings.

Waiting and waiting, after about a few hours, the rice dumplings were finally cooked and the pot was turned on.

As soon as the rice dumplings were served, I picked up a rice dumpling, cut the thread, untied the rice dumpling leaves, put the glutinous rice balls in the rice dumpling leaves into a bowl, and took a pair of chopsticks to eat. got up. The pair of chopsticks in my hand kept waving between the bowl and my mouth. After a while, a piece of rice dumpling entered my belly. It was so delicious. This rice dumpling contains the aroma of glutinous rice, the fragrance of rice dumpling leaves, the sweetness of peanuts, and the sweetness of candied dates. These flavors are intertwined and mixed together, leaving people with endless aftertaste.

While eating, I couldn’t help it anymore, so I put five rice dumplings in the bowl. I ate it with big mouthfuls, muttering as I ate: "It's delicious, it's delicious." After a while, five rice dumplings entered my stomach. There was also a lot of rice stuck to my face. But I couldn't be happier.

I didn’t expect this little rice dumpling to be so delicious! I also know: "Each rice dumpling represents the love of the elders for their children!" When I grow up, I will also make rice dumplings for the elders. A 600-word essay on excellent traditional culture Part 5

Love is like a clear spring, nourishing people’s dry hearts; love is like a spring breeze, soothing people’s wounded hearts; love is like a beacon, illuminating the way forward in the dark night .

Since ancient times, love has always existed.

Meng’s mother’s three moves reflect a mother’s love for her children. In order for her children to study hard and not be affected by bad outside influences, Meng's mother moved three times. Because the neighbors these three times were butchers and the like. Meng's mother was afraid that her son would be affected, so she kept changing her place of residence. Finally, Mencius lived up to his mother's expectations and became a great man as famous as Confucius.

"Fragrant for nine years, able to warm the seat" reflects the respect and love of children for their parents. Filial piety is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation. In order to ensure that her elders, who had worked hard all day in the fields, could be warm while sleeping, Xiangling got into bed earlier than her elders every day to warm the bed. Although this is just a small thing, it reflects the respect and love for the elders and the filial piety to the elders.

Cheng Menlixue talks about a student’s respect for his teacher. Cheng Yi wanted to ask the teacher a question, but was afraid of disturbing the teacher. So he stood in front of his teacher's door. It was still snowing heavily in the sky, but he still kept waiting. When his teacher came out, his clothes were already covered with a thick layer of snow. This story reflects Cheng Yi's respect for his teacher.

There is another person, I can’t remember his name. It probably means that his family is very poor, but his wife has given birth to another child, but there is not enough food to eat because he also has an eighty-year-old mother and a child. So he wanted to bury the child to make up for the lack of food. From here we can see the son's filial piety towards his mother.

Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and Chinese virtues will last forever. Looking over the long river of history, you will find that there is a lot of great love in China's five thousand years of civilization. There is the filial piety from children to their parents, the love from parents to their children, the respect and love from students to their teachers...

Looking back on love in modern life. The most beautiful driver Wu Bin, after being hit by a sudden object and seriously injured, still insisted on parking the bus on the side of the road to ensure the safety of passengers; the most beautiful teacher Zhang Lili, in order to save the student who was about to be hit by a car, pushed her She leaves safety to others and leaves danger to herself. Although she is a paraplegic, she still faces life positively and optimistically; Han Na, the most beautiful and filial boy, resolutely gives up her beautiful college life to take care of her father in order to save her father who is seriously ill... In modern times Love is always present in life.

Great love is silent, love always exists!