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The composition about Christmas is to have activities and eat cakes at school.

Unforgettable Christmas

Christmas in my mind is always so comfortable and pleasant. In the impression of 65438+ February, there is no winter chill at all, only the warmth of spring. The last bunch of plum blossoms in primary school is in bloom, and it will open on Christmas, the festival when plum blossoms should be open.

Whenever this day comes, no matter who you are, there will always be greeting cards and blessing words scattered on the table. The distance is painted with colored crayons, accompanied by heavy snow, giving people the innocence of Christmas. After school, the students bought ribbons and balloons at the stalls and braved the snow to decorate the classroom and every road they passed. The school lost its former dignity and was replaced by the rich atmosphere of Christmas, as well as the long-lost tranquility, elegance and fragrance. ...

In the season of plum blossom, there is joy everywhere, leaving the fierce competition on weekdays behind. On the immaculate Christmas in primary school, everyone Qi Xin put ribbons and flowers in the classroom together, and the friends who came to school were always buried by laughter. This smile is not a mockery of April Fool's Day, nor a smile of Children's Day, nor is it the pride of self-centered victory. Look at the mountains of greeting cards on the table and the tireless "Merry Christmas" of your companions. A warm current like home flooded into my heart, making people feel warm. It is estimated that this western flowering festival will also be introduced to East Asia, and it is no different!

Christmas is always full of charming fragrance in the waves of memory, always like this. We just had a snowball fight, full of childishness, which added another delicacy to the Christmas dinner. Strolling through the streets, pondering the famous phrase "Snow loses a plum blossom", we stepped on Leng Xue, which is unwilling to melt under our feet, and enjoyed the gifts brought by nature and history. The Christmas tree in the community stands tall and colorful; Neon lights are flashing. As night falls, the city is shrouded in white snow and gorgeous colors, and the moonlight is hazy. Appreciating this rare Christmas in Beijing, my thoughts seem to have returned to ancient times, and it is also the snowy month of 65438+ February. ...

Oh, Christmas, you western immigrant, how much laughter have you pinned on our new generation of young people? You are snow. When wintersweet blossoms, it comes and goes silently. You are the wind, without a trace, but you set off the festive laughter. You are still a pure heart, brighter and brighter in the dirtier corner. You throw your childish smile in the snow, melting snowflakes and fragments in people's hearts. Her name is Christmas, and the glory she once had is engraved in my heart. Remember her face and her smile. Who won't be infected by the elegant atmosphere of Christmas in the past? I vaguely remember that laughter blooms with wintersweet and laughs with wintersweet.

I can't find that Christmas smile now.

Christmas composition in 2009: the first Christmas abroad

Before I came to the United States, I read many books about the life of China students in the United States. The most impressive and typical scene in the minds of ordinary people is that a girl from China is standing on an empty street on Christmas Eve, crying while holding a microphone to call her relatives on the other side of the ocean. I thought it would happen to me, too, because my two roommates were going to visit relatives in other cities, and I was the only one left in the big apartment. As a result, at noon on Christmas Eve, my friendly family drove to their home to pick me up for a holiday.

So, I spent Christmas Eve at my friendly family home. It was really my first Christmas abroad, and it was also the first time that I stayed in a foreigner's home after I arrived in the United States. I really watched how Americans spend Christmas from beginning to end. I think, well, fun is fun. There are several young Americans of similar age playing games and watching videos together (alas, there is a "home theater" in their basement, and the effect is incomparable with watching class food on the computer when I was in South China University of Technology). The only thing I can't stand is their Christmas food. Besides a bowl of very, very fresh seafood soup, there is only toast for Christmas Eve dinner. I was just thinking, I don't even have enough to eat. How does their burly son eat? Immediately after Christmas service, the family sang some Christmas hymns back and forth (I was so hungry that I couldn't help looking around! ), and then it finally ended, that is, everyone in the family read a passage from the Bible, which was so long that I didn't know where my thoughts were wandering.

It's finally over. I think it's time to open the table, right? The result is a table full of biscuits and shrimp. Shrimp is not bad, I have to admit. After the cookies are removed, they are still disgusting, so sweet that I can't eat too much. You can look forward to it when you eat, and you will definitely be hungry at night. At first, there was a turkey dinner today. I couldn't bear it last night, so I had to ask someone to drive me home on the grounds that I was not used to living in other people's homes. Actually, I hurried home and ate some Chinese food.

Christmas composition in 2009: Christmas

65438+February 25th is Christmas, and my mother told me that Christmas is not a traditional festival in China, but the biggest festival in the western countries in a year, which is equivalent to the Spring Festival in China.

When you come to the street, every corner makes people feel the festive atmosphere. Almost all shopping malls have Christmas trees, some at the door and some in the lobby. The Christmas tree is tower-shaped, dressed in green, and the little bell hanging on it makes a beautiful sound when touched lightly. Small golden lights, like twinkling stars in the sky; Colorful lanterns, flashing, beautiful!

Look! At the gate of the bank stood a swaggering "snow doll". Wearing a police tactical unit, wearing a blue vest, gloves and shoes are all blue, chubby face, curved eyebrows, round eyes, like two crystal purple grapes, pointed nose, orange, triangle, laughing, really cute! Little sister couldn't help but reach out her chubby little hand, hold the snow doll and say softly, "Hello! Hello! "

However, the most striking thing is a beautiful picture, which is displayed on a large table made of white foam next to the lobby of a shopping mall, as if telling people a fairy tale: in a beautiful red house, seven dwarfs live happily together. When Christmas came, they skipped out of the house, had snowball fights and made snowmen in the snow ... They decorated three Christmas trees, one of which was about four meters high and wore a golden coat covered with "sapphire". At this time, I only heard hoofbeats, hoofbeats ... From far to near, Santa Claus came with a lot of presents, and they danced with joy.

Many people take pictures here, and I am no exception. I was accidentally covered with snow!

First, the name of the event: the mysterious mask of Christmas Eve

Second, the slogan of the activity: Seek peace on Christmas Eve, and whether peace can conform to people's wishes. It is my wish to come here for a carnival tonight, just asking for a companion.

Three. Activity time: 201012.2419: 00.

Four. Venue: (tentative World Trade Center)

Verb (abbreviation of verb) activity flow

Rules: Men and women present draw lots to wear masks, and then find partners to form a group (grouped by seats).

After all the staff arrived to find their partners, the host announced the start of the activity and read a funny poem!

Merry Christmas!

I wish you all pocket money.

Hershey's party bled violently.

Make up an excuse to invite mistress.

The family neglected to look for a young lady.

Celebrate the holidays for no reason.

An Ning plays records at midnight.

The night scene is full and the lights are flashing.

Shake your eyes and bleed.

Music and drums are deafening.

Saint Jesus was frightened by evil.

Give birth to many dog men and women

Seize the opportunity to revel in the festival.

Drunk, singing until dawn

Another happy night.

Program 1: Opening Dance

Procedure 2: Sketch