Hope! I'm looking forward to it. Seeing that the Spring Festival is coming, I can't help laughing at this. Before the Spring Festival, people were beaming and full of energy. There is an endless stream of people shopping, some are buying New Year pictures, some are buying new year's goods, some are sitting in a fire box watching TV around the stove, some are playing mahjong and poker, and so on. Anyway, the streets are full of colors, people and goods. I'm afraid people can't choose what they want to buy! Before the Spring Festival, every household was brightly lit, and every household dressed up the house in a unique way, each with its own personality. They put the new year's goods they bought all over the floor. How to paste the bought New Year pictures depends on your own style and preferences. Some are posting, some are posting backwards, and some are posting askew, each with its own merits. People have already prepared all the dishes they bought, and only in the Spring Festival can they have a big meal. Every household has firecrackers, and people put on new clothes to welcome the New Year. Before the Spring Festival, when people go out, if they meet good friends, they always say, "Go to the streets!" " People kill pigs and sheep and are busy preparing for the New Year. When the Spring Festival comes, children get up early and go to their parents' room to start the traditional New Year greeting ceremony. The children said some auspicious words to their parents, who took out lucky money to make them happy. Everyone wishes good luck this year. Some relatives and friends got together, sipping wine and delicacies and saying some happy words. The happiest thing is that we can save a lot of lucky money and then go shopping to buy many interesting things, such as cars, four-wheel drive cars, toy guns, football and so on. And we can make a lot of money as long as our mouths are sweeter and we say more blessings! People have been playing until late at night, chewing delicious fruit in their mouths, putting firecrackers and fireworks in their hands ... adults and children are singing and dancing and having a good time!
New Year's Eve
Spring Festival is a traditional festival of our Chinese nation, which represents reunion, happiness and peace. I like the new year's atmosphere best. I can wear new clothes, receive red envelopes and set off firecrackers. How happy I am! This year, the Spring Festival in my family has a different flavor.
Today, I got up early to help adults. With our joint efforts, the Spring Festival couplets will be posted in a short time, which is really good: Part I: a new starting point for the new year. Bottom line: Universiade and great development. Horizontal batch: Happy New Year. Lanterns are hung up, and there is a festive atmosphere everywhere. At noon, grandma put on a sumptuous meal, including chicken, fish, pig, meat and many other delicious foods, which can be compared with the dining table in the city.
As the sun sets, grandma is busy preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner again. My father, brother and I are also busy building steam wheels. We in Qi Xin have worked together to build a big and stable steam wheel. Looking at our masterpiece, we were ecstatic. Then, we help my mother pack jiaozi. Night enveloped the earth, and our whole family sat together for a reunion dinner.
I can't wait to shoot. I found a safe place to set off fireworks. I took a copy of Spring Return, tore open the wrapping paper and removed some twists with incense. I quickly took two steps back and stared at the wonderful scenery. I only heard the fireworks burst into a flame with a bang, and then scattered around, and many bright spots appeared. I pointed to the beautiful spark and couldn't help clapping my hands. Put another god of wealth!
Dad forgot to answer and hurriedly ordered a twist. The flame rushed out, forming a yellow circle, and suddenly spewed brilliant light into the sky, leaving only a milky white light band. Ah! It really feasted my eyes. Later, I set off a lot of fireworks. The earth welcomes guests and birds welcome the spring. . . . . . They are all colorful and dazzling, and people are overwhelmed.
Mom, dad, grandparents told us to come back early to watch the wonderful Spring Festival Gala. There are euphemistic songs that make me intoxicated; There are funny sketches that make me happy; I marvel at the magic with mysterious doubts; I was amazed at the superb acrobatics. In short, all kinds of good-looking programs make me linger. Look, the bell rings at zero, and the new year begins. Outside, the fireworks of thousands of families rise alternately, colorful sparks fly up and down, sometimes like a goddess scattering flowers, sometimes like a signal flying, flickering, embellishing the evening into a world of flowers. It's a night of fireworks and fireworks to welcome the new year!
Fireworks make the whole sky bright as day, which indicates the prosperity and happiness in the coming year.
I like the Spring Festival.
Interesting things about winter vacation
I will never forget the winter vacation. The most unforgettable thing is to make a snowman with my father and grandfather.
At first, my father took a shovel. I thought he was going to shovel away the snow. In fact, my father is going to make a snowman! I was so excited that I hurried to help my father and be his assistant. Dad wants to roll a medium-sized snowball. What have I done? How can I snowball? This is my first time to make a snowman, so I have to ask my father. Dad said, "make a small ball first, and then roll it forward slowly." There is not always that kind of snowball in comics, and it gets bigger and bigger, just do it! " I nodded. Sure enough, the ball grew from small to large, so big!
I am holding the ball next to the "snowdrift", and my father is piling up piles of snow. It's so big! Grandpa, who was watching the battle, saw this funny scene and joined us.
After a while, my hands were cold, but I held on. I thought that when the snowman was finished, my hands would be warm and I would not feel cold.
Many things happen. Through the joint efforts of the three of us, we finally perfected our bodies. Next, there is one head left. My father and I picked up the ball we just rolled and tried to press it, but the snowball was empty and completely broken. In desperation, grandpa said to be one. Dad made a ball out of snow by hand. This is a round head! When I press my head, I should install my eyes and nose. Grandma found two olives, saying they were for eyes, and mom brought a carrot for nose. I added that a snowman should have a mouth and a hat!
Ha! A gentleman with a long nose is smiling at me! Later, I took a photo with the snowman! I won't forget you, Mr. Long Nose, although you are gone …
On vacation
"During the holiday, students should pay attention to safety, finish their homework carefully, and bring their parents' notice when they start school ..." God, every time, the lines will not change. Suddenly remembered the lyrics of "Today is a holiday": "... the students are absent-minded/absent-minded/counting the time ..." Look at the hands of the watch and the wall clock, it's really urgent.
"Well, that's it, it's a holiday!" "Oh!" Ha, it's over! I grabbed my schoolbag and flew out of the campus like an arrow, regardless of his holiday homework and final exam results. At this moment, everything was forgotten. The bike galloped and the driver vented his ecstasy. Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind. What does a festival represent besides bold and unrestrained play?
When I got home at the fastest speed, I threw away my schoolbag and sat on the sofa, so I became free and lost my previous calm, as if I had become another me. Suddenly, my mother appeared out of nowhere. When she spoke, I took the lead in saying, "Write a holiday plan first." "How do you know?" Mom is a little confused. "This is what you have to say every year. I know it by heart. You see, the holiday homework schedule and class schedule are all written. " Mom read it once and posted it on my desk.
I am very obedient at home and do everything strictly according to the plan. Only in the evening can I have real free time, so I can surf the Internet and watch TV. Few people log on to QQ and then go online. I don't know why these people go. Hey! Finally, there is another person who is my former classmate. I asked him, "Did you have a good holiday?" She said with a bitter face, "Is it true? I stole the internet and my homework piled up like a mountain. My parents forced me to learn calligraphy and practice piano, and I was bored to death. Sorry, my dad is here, and I got off. " I stared at these gray heads, and I couldn't help shivering. What does this festival mean?
Think about my parents. They don't force me to do anything except my homework. Dad said, "Holidays are for relaxation, not for hard work. The holiday is too tired and difficult. " I am my father's eternal supporter, so my holiday has always been colorful. Since the holiday, I have often received phone calls from my classmates, talking about what happened after the holiday, which is often full of bitterness. This really makes me wonder, is the current holiday as gloomy as QQ avatar?
The homework is getting heavier and heavier, and the expectations of teachers and parents bring a mountain of exercises. The happiness of holidays can only be found in dreams. It is said that such a holiday is full but empty, relaxed and so busy.
Once, in my dream, I once shouted to the sky with my classmates: "Holiday!" " What does "vacation" mean? It represents a moment of joy and countless burdens. We may all be poor children!
The semester begins.
The long-awaited day has finally arrived, and I really feel a bit out of place. I went to school early that day. Before I came to school, I saw many flowers, trees and grass growing all the way. Because it rained just yesterday, the flowers were covered with crystal dew. Dewdrops look like crystal stones in the sunlight. The sun shines directly on me through the small space of green trees, which makes me lift my head. Because I'm new here, I don't know where the classroom is, so my father pointed to me in front of the security guard and said, "Hello, he's in Grade Three. Do you know where the classroom is? " Because my father reads very little, he is not good at talking, especially strangers. The security guard looked straight at a tall teaching building and said, "It's behind this building." Then, my father said thank you to the security guard and took me in. Along the way, I saw many big brothers and sisters riding bicycles to school. They all walked into the school gate with smiles on their faces. After I followed my father to the building that the security guard said, we began to look for my class. Because each class has some names posted in front of the students, which are the names of freshmen like me. After searching for 10 for several minutes, I finally found the trace. I shouted excitedly to my father, "Dad, I found my name." My father replied, "Where is it?" I pointed my finger at him, and my father went on to say, "Yes!" "Then a teacher came out. Father said to the teacher, "Hello, teacher, he is my son ..." I know he must be talking about helping to educate my son. The teacher said, "I will." Educating him requires the joint efforts of teachers and parents. " Father nodded and said, "I have to go now. When shall I pick him up? "The teacher replied," It's just after 1 1 today, and it's usually 1 1: 35. Come later! " Father nodded, then said goodbye to the teacher and left. I reluctantly forgot my father's figure and left. After my father left, I walked into the classroom. The teacher asked me to sit at any table, and then came over and asked me some questions. After talking with the teacher, I found that this teacher is also the head teacher of my primary school, Mr. Dong. I miss Mr. Dong very much when I mention him. -_-I haven't seen him since I left my alma mater. Now I really feel the taste of missing people. Everything that Teacher Dong did to me, his voice and smile, were deeply imprinted in my mind. I am very grateful to him for his hard work. I saw it when I left my alma mater. He seems to laugh when his classmates who have been with him for so many years get good grades, and he seems to laugh unconsciously when he sees us happy. What I remember most is what Dong always said to me before he left: "You almost passed the exam by one point. "At that time, I really didn't know whether to be happy or sad. I'm happy because Mr. Dong is still smiling, but I'm sad because I'm leaving him. Since I saw the big photo with my classmates, I have forgotten my favorite people and some teachers, especially Mr. Dong. Every time I look at a photo, I always look at Teacher Dong. In fact, there is no trace of Mr. Dong in the photo at all. It's all my imagination! I waited for a long time, but I didn't see any students coming in our class. My new classmate silently thought: Is it my bad luck that no one came back? At this moment, a classmate came in and I asked his name. His name is "Li Jinhui", which is the name of my former school classmate. I smiled silently after listening. # _ # But unexpectedly, we became good friends. O We often leave school together, because we are different, so we can leave school together. After that, new students came in one after another, and then my mood was even better! %_%
The mood of starting school is really hard to forget! I don't know how to describe that feeling. In short, I am happy and sad! O(∩_∩)O haha ~