How to write a happy New Year English composition?

In this season when the light snow is getting warmer, the Spring Festival unconsciously buried the ordinary days and blew away. Looking at the newly bought calendar on the wall and counting the days of the last Spring Festival when the century is approaching, I can't help but sigh that the years are rushing and another quiet and busy year has passed.

In recent years, I have gained a foothold again, and the more or less good impression I have saved in my childhood has faded. There are no more firecrackers and fireworks, no more jiaozi who refers to the "lucky money", no longer obsessed with having another one, and my knowledge is far less than 10%. The Spring Festival is the happiest age for people to suddenly realize that aging and responsibility are important.

I gave a general congratulations, said a few auspicious words in those days, and wrote an article that made spring nostalgic. I have long lost that irrelevant manuscript. Like this year, the talk show host sighed again and thought about the future and the past, just to win applause. I won't say anything if people talk fearfully and deceive themselves. Perhaps we expect too much. The Spring Festival is only 365 days a day, and we often inject too much cultural connotation and commercial speculation into it, so it is extremely heavy. In fact, let's stay with a normal heart, restrain our expectations and agitation, and get some almost unnoticeable satisfaction besides eating, drinking, laughing and programming by our loved ones.

Once, the Spring Festival left me many beautiful and unforgettable memories. Sample, feel this festival and grand festival. However, different ages have different experiences, perhaps because of his personality and interest careerist. No matter how the various media bombard me, my actual feelings are always unsatisfactory, and I feel more helpless, tired and heavy than usual. Parents will go there, relatives and friends will go there, and colleagues will have to eat and drink at the party. The substance is nothing more than two words. The cliche of congratulations on getting rich, happy New Year and good luck is disturbing to say, but it has to be repeated over and over again. Parades, shopping, quizzes, staying up late and giving gifts and treating guests are endless after repeated year after year. People are like a gyroscope, and they are not only spinning, but also don't know where the center of gravity is. We are also stunned by such an overwhelming holiday. The excitement of Wang's childhood, watching the reunion at night and listening to the laughter belonging to others, feels like a pair of tired eyes, disappointed eyes and a stomach without desire. I'd rather eat bread, go to bed at ten o'clock, read for a while, or play cards with my friends as usual. All day long, I always feel that I have no fashion in the whole person, and even always have a loss of appetite.

Tradition, culture, history and customs were all man-made products, which were established by our ancestors. We copied and reproduced them from generation to generation, and the evolution made it brilliant. Moreover, online propaganda made it soar and mutate, which finally bound ourselves and violated human nature. It shows that the minimum point of human beings is the desire for freedom and happiness. The Spring Festival can be said to be the clearest mirror, from which everyone can see such a tired and negative attitude. A shadow of joy.

Yes, we are getting older and feeling the vicissitudes of life. This year's Spring Festival is a replica of next year's Spring Festival. Today's unhappiness can evaporate tomorrow. Memory filters out the shadows and sadness in everyone's heart, and the rest is probably something that can be called beautiful, but what about once? Without our position, we would have to pass the test. The empty immortal prevaricated, knowing that it was false, and we had to write articles repeatedly.

You can't be old, what you are afraid of is only the innocence of childhood!

Chinese:

Happy New Year!

In this season of less snow and warmer weather, the Spring Festival unconsciously buried the dull days and came face to face. Looking at the newly bought calendar on the wall and counting the days when the last Spring Festival of this century is approaching, I can't help but sigh that the years are rushing and another quiet and busy year has passed.

As the year draws near, the more or less good impressions accumulated in childhood gradually fade away. It is no longer the age of firecrackers, fireworks, jiaozi and lucky money, nor do we expect to grow up by one year and gain more knowledge 10%. The Spring Festival is not so much the happiest time as people suddenly realize that age is getting older and responsibility is at a critical juncture.

Give a general congratulations, say a few auspicious words to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, and write a nostalgic article, which has long lost its elegance. Like a host, talk about this year's major events, feel the past and present, think about the future, just to win the praise of supporters and applaud. If I deceive myself, maybe our expectations are too high. The Spring Festival is just an ordinary day in 365 days of the year. We have injected too much cultural connotation and commercial speculation into it, which makes it particularly heavy. In fact, we might as well treat it with a normal heart, restrain that kind of expectation and agitation, and get some subtle satisfaction outside the programs of eating, drinking, visiting relatives and friends.

Once, the Spring Festival left me many beautiful and unforgettable memories. Sample, feel this festive and grand festival. However, different ages have different experiences, perhaps because of their respective personalities and interests. No matter how various media play up the bombing, my actual feelings are always unsatisfactory. Compared with ordinary days, I am much more helpless, tired and heavy. Parents will go, relatives and friends will go, and colleagues will also go when they meet. Matter is always nothing more than eating and drinking. The cliches of congratulations on getting rich, happy New Year and good luck are uncomfortable, but they have to be repeated over and over again. Shopping, solve riddles on the lanterns, gifts, treat, year after year. People are like a top, which whips them around and doesn't even know where the center of gravity is. In such an overwhelming festival, we have to try our best to make ourselves as excited as children, watching the endless evening party and listening to others' laughter, but what we feel is our sleepy eyes, disappointed mood and hungry stomach. I'd rather go to bed at ten o'clock, read for a while, or play cards with my friends as usual. I always feel that on this happy day, I have no interest at all, and even always have a good appetite.

Tradition, culture, history and customs are all man-made products and formulated by our ancestors. We keep copying from generation to generation, evolution makes them brilliant, and network propaganda makes them soar and mutate. It finally restricts ourselves and violates the basic human nature-people long for freedom and happiness. Spring Festival travel rush can be said to be the clearest mirror, from which everyone can see such a tired and negative face. Even a trace of joy.

Yes, we are old and feel the vicissitudes of the world. This year's Spring Festival is copied by next year's Spring Festival. Today's unhappiness may disappear tomorrow Memory filters out the shadows and sadness in everyone's heart, and the rest may be something that can be called beautiful, but once? There is no place for us there. It is illusory and fictional. We have to repeat it and write an article that we know is false.

Can't grow old, I'm afraid there is only childhood innocence!