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How to write a composition about the Mid-Autumn Festival for third grade primary school students

"Tonight, when people look at the bright moon, I wonder who is missing in autumn." Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I couldn't help but think of this poem "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night to Send a Letter to Du Langzhong" by Wang Jian, a poet from the Tang Dynasty.

In the evening, I stepped on the bench on the balcony, looking at the sky, waiting for the moon to appear. The sky was still dark. After a minute or two, I raised my head: "Ah! The moon has appeared." The moon's head appeared first, the sky was brighter than before, and then the moon's body slowly emerged from the clouds. The moon emerged from the sky, and then the moon's feet appeared from the sky. "Ah!" The sky is so bright! The moon is surrounded by a few small stars. The small stars blink at the moon from time to time, like countless bright lights. The moon also smiles at the small stars. It is so beautiful! The bright moonlight shines on the earth, the grass on the earth is greener, and the flowers are more beautiful. A group of naughty children are playing under the moon. The moonlight shines on them, and they play more happily!

"Mom! Mom!" I called my mother. My mother came over and asked, "What are you doing?" I said, "Tell me a story about the moon!" My mother said, "Once upon a time, there was a moon. She really wanted to have a dress, so she found someone to help her make it. The man measured the moon's body and went home. The next day, the man tried on the clothes. The man had to go back and change the clothes. The man gave the clothes to the moon, and the moon tried them again, but they were still too small. After fifteen days, all the clothes were too small, and the moon had to hide in the clouds. "My mother asked, "Do you know why the moon wears clothes every day? Are they all small?" I thought for a while and said, "Because the moon grows a pound of flesh every day!" As soon as I finished speaking, my mother and I burst into laughter.

The moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival is the most beautiful, round and brightest. I love the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival.