Sunday, June 7, 2026

Thoughts on the Dragon Boat Festival

 Boat Festival comes once a year, a time for peace and health. Before we knew it, this year's festival was coming to an end, and the clock has ticked by; it's night again. This year, it rained in my hometown on the Dragon Boat Festival, and the streets were packed with pedestrians and vehicles. The

Dragon Boat Festival, a traditional Chinese festival, commemorates Qu Yuan. I remember spending every Dragon Boat Festival at my maternal grandmother's house, where she would make many zongzi (sticky rice dumplings). This year was no exception; she made a lot, but I only ate one meat zongzi. At noon, my mother applied a little realgar wine to my forehead, face, and arms. In the evening, my uncle cooked several dishes—fish, meat, shrimp, steak, and soup. His spicy dishes were delicious. After dinner, our family took a car back home from my grandmother's.

If you were to ask me how I felt today, whether I had a happy Dragon Boat Festival... I can only say that there were happy times and unhappy times. I was happy because I tasted my uncle's cooking and saw my grandmother, whom I hadn't seen in a long time. I was unhappy because there was no one around to chat with for long periods; almost everyone around me was on their phones. Even though I was with my grandmother, I still felt lonely sometimes. Being alone for so long inevitably leads to boredom. Sometimes I wonder what my ideal Dragon Boat Festival would be like.

I hope it would be lively, with me watching dragon boat races with family and friends, chatting, and playing cards or mahjong. I hope the whole family could gather together to eat, drink, and have fun, and enjoy hot pot together. However, this year, my grandmother's house seemed rather quiet. My aunt's family didn't come, nor did my cousin's family. This made me feel that, throughout the year, only during the Spring Festival is the atmosphere at home truly lively. It made me feel that this Dragon Boat Festival wasn't as festive as my grandmother's birthday.

One Dragon Boat Festival a year, one year older, one year of peace and health. Mr. Chen and I are still separated by distance. I heard he ate some zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) in Wenzhou, and I'm truly happy for him. Since meeting the person I love, I've always hoped to spend every special day of the year with them, including the annual Dragon Boat Festival. The annual Dragon Boat Festival has arrived. I wonder how your day went? Was it fulfilling? How many zongzi did you eat? How do you hope to spend this Dragon Boat Festival?

One Dragon Boat Festival a year, one year older, one year of peace and health. May you always be happy, healthy, and safe. May all your wishes come true, may you always have abundant wealth, may you always be smiling, and may you always be with the person you care about.

(The End)

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