[节日庆典]重阳节.ppt

The Double Ninth Festival,Brief introduction,September 9th in Chinese lunar calendar, is a traditional festival.For the ancient “book of changes“ in the “six“ as a negative number, “Nine“ as a positive number, in September 9th, two nine by weight, so called Chung Yeung. They think is auspicious day which is worth congratulating, and from very early start this holiday.,Nine nine “is the homonym“ long “, a long, so people often in this worship and carry out nursing activities,evolution,The Double Ninth Festival has a history of over 2000 years.“Chung Yeung Festival“ in the name of records found in the era of the Three Kingdoms. During the Tang Dynasty, the Chung Yeung Festival was scheduled for official holiday Yang festival.,In the Ming Dynasty, on this day, people eat the cake to celebrate The government of China in 1989 of each year on this day as “the old man“, “the festival for the elderly,custom,ascend a height Autumn in September, the days of high air is crisp, this season up to climb afar relaxed and happy, the purpose of the fitness illnesses,Appreciate chrysanthemum,Double ninth day, traditionally enjoy the custom of Chrysanthemum, it has been also called Chrysanthemum Festival The ancient customs of the Han nationality, chrysanthemum symbolizes longevity,Drink Chrysanthemum wine,Chrysanthemum wine can wind dispelling heat, nourishing liver and improving eyesight, antiphlogistic detoxify, so it has high medicinal value Chrysanthemum wine, in the ancient times is regarded as a propitious liquor,The Double-Ninth cake,Homonym high and cake as a festival of food, was first to celebrate the autumn harvest, grain hi epistemic intention,Wearing cornel,The double ninth festival has the custom of wearing cornel ,therefore it is called “the cornel festival”. People thought inserting the cornel in the day is able to ward off disaster ,like the chrysanthemum wine.,The Double Ninth Festival Psalms,A LONG CLIMB,In a sharp gale from the wide sky apes are whimpering, Birds are flying homeward over the clear lake and white sand, Leaves are dropping down like the spray of a waterfall, While I watch the long river always rolling on. I have come three thousand miles away. Sad now with autumn And with my hundred years of woe, I climb this