英文寫作翻譯頻道為大家整理的中秋英語作文：海上生明月，小編在這里祝大家中秋節(jié)快樂 天天快樂:)
陰歷八月二十五日，便是人們盼望團圓的中秋節(jié)。這天，大家都會回到自己的家鄉(xiāng)，和分別已久的親人們歡聚在一起，吃月餅、談往事、報平安……往年，我和爸爸、媽媽都會跟著車流一起“流”到我的家鄉(xiāng)——信陽。但是，今年，我們卻到了“異鄉(xiāng)”——登封來度過中秋節(jié)。不用說，在這里過中秋節(jié)當然可謂是“別具一格”，很有意義。
The lunar calendar in August 25th, was looking forward to the reunion of the mid autumn festival. That day, everyone will go back to his hometown, and the long lost relatives gather together, eat moon cakes, about the past, safe...... Last year, my father and I, mother will follow the traffic with the "flow" to my hometown -- Xinyang. However, this year, we have to "home" -- Dengfeng to spend the mid autumn festival. Needless to say, the Mid Autumn Festival here of course is "have a style of one's own", is of great significance.
到了登封，我們吃了午飯，就來到了聞名中外的少林寺游玩，這可是我們夢寐以求的時刻，能在中秋節(jié)探訪這神圣之地，真是太有意義了！我們從山門進來，瀏覽這保存多年的寺院里的一草一木，每一座樓臺，每一篇介紹。穿過了許多的樓臺，進入我眼簾的便是一座叫做“立雪亭”的亭子。聽導游介紹，這座亭子的后面還有一個感人的傳說呢：古時候，一個人來到這座亭子外，希望在亭子里的那位方丈能收他為徒，亭里的方丈不愿收他，便說：只有天上下紅雪，我才肯收你。這人“求學心切”，直到天上下起了鵝毛大雪，他被雪覆蓋成了“雪人”，可方丈仍未開門，他就忍痛把自己的手砍了下來，一時鮮血從傷口處噴出，染紅了地上的積雪，變成了真正的“紅雪”。方丈看好他的執(zhí)著，就破例收他為徒。聽了這個故事，我覺得，我們也應該像他渴望佛學一樣渴望學到新的知識，這樣才能夠學業(yè)有成。
To Dengfeng, we ate lunch, went to the famous Shaolin Temple play, but it is our dream of time, will be able to visit the Holy Land in the Mid Autumn Festival, is really meaningful! We from the gate to come in, browse the store for many years in the temple every tree and bush, each tower, every piece of paper. Through the many pavilions, into my eye is a called "Li Xue Ting" pavilion. Listen to the tour guide, behind the Pavilion there is a touching story: in ancient times, a man comes to this pavilion, hoped the abbot in the pavilion to accept him as a disciple, booth master would not accept him, say: only the sky red snow, I will take you. This man "eager to study", until the sky from under the snow covered large snowflakes, he became "the snowman" can not open the door, the abbot, he reluctantly put his hand down, a blood from the wound at the spray, and the snow on the ground, turned into a real "red snow". The abbot favors his dedication, just this takes him as a disciple. Hearing this story, I think, we should be like him to Buddhism as eager to learn new knowledge, only in this way can xueyeyoucheng.
中秋節(jié)最特別的當然就是月亮了，中秋節(jié)的月亮可謂是又圓又亮，像個大玉盤。中秋節(jié)晚上，我們就來到一個實景劇場觀看《禪宗少林》，之所以稱他為“實景劇場”，是因為它的所有場景都是少林寺里的實景，無論是山還是水，都是自然的杰作。
The Mid Autumn Festival the most special of course is the moon, the moon is round and bright, like a jade plate. The night of the Mid Autumn Festival, we went to a theater to watch the "Zen Shaolin", has referred to him as "theater", because all of the scenes which are the real Shaolin Temple, both mountain or water, is the masterpiece of nature.
演出非常精彩，它主要講的是少林寺是怎樣從一個不知名的小寺，走向輝煌歷史的。演出里有一幕讓我尤為難忘：在夜幕的籠罩下，充滿詩意的竹林里，幾位小和尚正站在梅花樁上練功，這時，觀眾們都不由自主的往天上看，看那圓圓的月亮。頓時，天上的月亮加上竹林、梅花樁和那幾個小和尚構成了一幅美麗畫卷?；腥婚g，我覺得，所謂禪的生活，就不過如此嘛?！捌刑岜緹o樹，明鏡亦非臺。本來無一物，何處惹塵埃。”空中一直回蕩著這首詩歌。
The performance is splendid, it is mainly about how was Shaolin Temple from an unknown small temple, toward the brilliant history. Show there's a scene let me very unforgettable: in the night, full of poetic bamboo forest, several small He Shangzheng station in practice, plum blossom piles at this time, the audience can't help looking at the sky, look at the full moon. Suddenly, the moon in the sky with bamboo, plum blossom piles and the little monk constitute a beautiful picture. Suddenly, I think, the so-called Zen life, just so. "There is no bodhi tree, nor stand mirror. Original none thing, where the dust." The air has echoed with the poem.
這次中秋之旅，讓我學會了“只有渴望知識，才能學業(yè)有成?！钡牡览恚沧屛翌I悟到了真正寧靜，安寧的禪意。中秋之夜，雖然是和許多對禪宗少林充滿憧憬的人們一起度過的，但我想遠在故鄉(xiāng)的親人們也一定看到了今晚明亮的圓月。走出劇場，看著玉盤一樣的圓月，我和媽媽一起默念著那首古老的詩句：海上生明月，天涯共此時！
The Mid Autumn Festival tour, let me learn to "only the desire for knowledge, to academic success." Truth, also let me realize the real quiet, peaceful zen. The night of the Mid Autumn Festival, although many people spend and hopes to Zen Shaolin together, but I want to remote hometown relatives must also see the bright full moon tonight. Out of the theater, watching a jade plate like the moon, my mother and I say that the first ancient poem: the sea the moon shines bright, horizon altogether this time!