【正文】 poet Qu Yuan. This is the festival brought to us by Qu Yuan, who drank morning dew, praised vanilla and was clean and honest. This is a festival that rejects evil and poisons and advocates nobility. This is a fragrant Festival!　　Once upon a time, a man named Qu Yuan jumped into the river because his country was invaded and his heart was cut like a knife. People threw rice balls, egg yolks, beans and other food into the river in order that the fish and shrimp would not eat Qu Yuan’s body. When the fish and shrimp are full, they won’t eat Qu Yuan’s body.　　Now, we have many customs on the Dragon Boat Festival, such as eating zongzi, racing dragon boats, hanging Wormwood Leaves, making sachets　　During the Dragon Boat Festival, my aunt and grandmother made zongzi and watched her skillful movements, which dazzled me and made me envy. I was unwilling, so I decided to make a big zongzi myself. Like my aunt and grandmother, I put one reed leaf on another, then folded it, twisted it again, and it became a funnel. But there is a hole under the funnel. When filling the rice, all the “wow” rice leaked out of the hole below. The glutinous rice fell onto the table one by one like flying beads rolling jade. But I didn’t lose heart and decided to make another zongzi. This time, after I rolled the Zongye into a funnel shape and checked that there was no hole at the bottom, I poured rice into it. Then I filled the rice with three or four dates, sprinkled a layer of rice, covered the cover, wrapped it three times and two times, and wrapped a zongzi. My aunt and grandmother said I could wrap the zongzi better, so I wrapped the second, third and fourth zongzi more seriously and carefully. My aunt and others praised that my bag was getting better and better, which made me a little embarrassed.　　After making zongzi, we steam zongzi. When steaming zongzi, the fragrance of zongzi slowly overflows from the pot. I greedily sniffed the wisps of rice dumplings, and my saliva was about to flow out. After the dumplings were steamed, I couldn’t wait to open the rope and peel off the green leaves. A smell of dumplings came to my nostrils, revealing the Milky glutinous rice. Dip in some sugar and take a bite. Well, the zongzi tastes great! I let others taste the zongzi, and they all said it was delicious.　　Eating sweet zongzi, I feel that I can’t give up halfway in doing anything. I have to finish it and do it well, so that I can have a harvest.　　On the Dragon Boat Festival on the fifth day of May, my father took me to Handan International Convention and Exhibition Center early in the morning to participate in the activity of “I’m a little reporter of evening news, I want my youth school”.　　All our little reporters gathered in the square and were divided into three teams, led by their respective teachers. After entering the site, the first team learns photography, the second team municates with strangers, and the third team understands automobile culture. The projects of each team are carried out in turn.　　I was assigned to the second team. I read the activity notice before ing, and I was still mentally prepared. However, when I arrived at the scene and really had to conduct a questionnaire survey with many strangers, I began to be a little afraid. Can this man be fierce? Will this person ignore me? What if he doesn’t accept my questionnaire? He didn’t have time to accept my questionnaire. What should I do? When I was hesitating, I saw that the little reporters next to him were doing questionnaires to the surrounding uncles and aunts, but how should I plete my questionnaire task? I still want to get a good place! Thinking of this, I don’t know where I came from. I went directly to the opposite aunt and launched an “attack” on her　　”Hello, aunt! I’m a little reporter from Handan evening news. Would you please help me plete this questionnaire?” In fact, this process is not as scared as I thought. After pleting a questionnaire, I boldly walked to an uncle on the right. Gradually, I found that if I could find a table of people, they should all be able to accept my questionnaire, wouldn’t they be able to take back several shares at the same time? So I walked to a table of people, ha ha! I took back four shares at once, and my courage grew stronger and stronger　　Within the specified time, I pleted nine questionnaires and won the first place. I’m really happy! Followed by learning photography knowledge and understanding automobile culture. Finally, all the little reporters took a group photo. We recorded today’s happiness in this photo. I look forward to the next event