Spring Festival articles

It's really the New Year, in the footsteps of busy pedestrians, in the crowd carrying things on their shoulders, in the words of greetings, in the firecrackers that shook the mountains and rivers, in the spectacular scene of the packed New Year's Eve dinner, and in the bustling temple fair crowd. It's really the New Year. No matter how many things we have to put down, no matter where we live, we have to go home, no matter where we are smiling, no matter how many blessings adults and children have, no matter how difficult it is, every family will have a decent New Year's Eve. The Spring Festival is the most solemn traditional festival of the Chinese nation. Is the most important thing in everyone's heart. "In addition to firecrackers, when the spring breeze enters Tu Su from send warm, thousands of families always change new peaches into old ones", which has a long history. For reunion, the return of body and mind.

I remember when I was a child, I always looked forward to the New Year in China. In those difficult days, every New Year, we can put on new clothes, eat jiaozi, eat frozen pears and a few dollars of lucky money. On the 30th of this year, we started to make our own lanterns. We plant candles in the cans, tie a western rope to the bottle mouth, tie a wooden stick to light the candles, and the lanterns will light up. We are very happy to run around the village with homemade lanterns in our hands. When the New Year bell rings, the whole family will happily pile corn stalks and trunks in the yard. Dad will light a bonfire, and the blazing flame will light up the whole yard. The lit kick will fly, the explosion will be like thunder, and the lit whip will crack, which is very lively. At the New Year's Eve dinner, my mother always wraps five steel collapses in the jiaozi. My mother told our five brothers and sisters that whoever ate the steel collapse would be lucky within one year. Strangely, my brother and sister can eat, but my parents can't. Later, every time I talked about it, my mother would happily say, silly boy, to tell you the truth, every jiaozi with steel hops has different shapes and ambushes. When we eat jiaozi, my mother will pick it out for each of our children. Mother's wishes can only be truly understood when she grows up. Every time I think about it, I feel a thrill and tears come to my eyes. Poverty inherits the wind!

Nowadays, it is difficult for adults and children to feel the material enjoyment of the New Year, and the usual material life is already very rich. The difference is that children stop studying and play hard, while adults stop working and enjoy a rest. On New Year's Eve, the family stopped buying jiaozi and enjoyed delicious food in the restaurant. Colorful TV programs and online programs let everyone have their own needs and enjoy them; Similarly, as soon as the New Year bell rings, the whole family goes downstairs to set off firecrackers. Suddenly, the whole city was surrounded by firecrackers, which was deafening. Colorful fireworks rose. The whole city of Beijing is immersed in the sound of fireworks and firecrackers, and high-rise buildings are blurred in the smoke. People's psychological holiday atmosphere is burning, and laughter is harmonious and auspicious. With lanterns, colorful temple fairs and sound blessings, the new year is ushered in. Now I have grown up and become the father of the child. Every New Year, I call my parents far away in the northeast to let the old people hear our family's wishes, especially my daughter's New Year greetings, which makes grandma cry. How much they look forward to family reunion.

Standing in the boiling urban forest, burning firecrackers and countless New Year greetings, the wheels of social development are advancing rapidly, and people's desire for harmony and happiness is getting stronger and stronger. It is the greatest expectation of parents all over the world to let everyone enjoy the fruits of social development and let every family get happiness. This is the responsibility of everyone and a society. The feeling of Chinese New Year is really good.

Spring Festival Impression

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. I think today's children will feel this festive and grand festival as I did in the past. 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. Is illusory. I have to repeat it when I know it is false, and I have to write articles to coax pedestrians and children.

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

& lt& lt Me and the New Year >>

I spent a very interesting Christmas in the snow. Listen carefully, the pace of the new year is approaching. Looking at the east, I just arrived in Chiang Kai-shek late and the sun was shining. We politely called him: Hello in the New Year!

In the past 365 days full of wind, frost, rain and snow, we have struggled, made progress, succeeded and failed. Our laughter, loss, confusion and confusion have all turned into beautiful memories. As Pushkin said in his poem: "The past will be infected with inexplicable acacia." Isn't it?

New Year is the starting point of time, and New Year's Day is the first milestone of time. On this day, we are thinking more about the future. Those upcoming undertakings, upcoming opportunities and bright prospects are looming ahead, waving to us with mysterious dreams and endless happiness. As a result, our hearts rekindled confidence and hope, regardless of fatigue and pain, and went through the storm without hesitation. The new year always comes at the coldest time of the year. However, "if winter comes, can spring be far behind?" Yes, countless poems and paintings are waiting for us to feel and describe: the sunny morning by the lake, the dusk by the path full of petals, the misty rain on the bluestone path in Jiangnan Lane, and the green wheat fields in the north and west. .....

Yes, although the road ahead is still bumpy and the cold wind is still whistling, we still keep moving forward for the promise we made to ourselves, for the eternal hope and beautiful vision. ...

Standing on the snow-white starting line of the new year, facing tomorrow and the rising red sun in Ran Ran in the East, let's release the white dove in our hearts and say a sincere tunnel with a lily-like mood in full bloom;

Happy new year! ! !

Happy new year >>

In the morning, the weather is clear, the air is fresh, the sun is shining, the sky is clear, and the white clouds are soft and as white as washed.

Today's weather is good, accompany grandpa to visit relatives! Hehe, grandpa came today. Also take grandma, cousin, menstruation. Of course I'm happy (maybe there will be gains, hee hee! ~~)。

"Ah ha ha, hello grandpa, hello grandma, happy New Year!" As soon as my relatives arrived, I sold my mouth: "Congratulations on making a fortune, the financial resources are rolling, and the red envelope will follow!" " Hey! "

Grandparents couldn't stand my actions and took out red envelopes: "Then, here you are!" " "

"Thank you, grandparents, you are so lucky this year!" After that, I "fled back to my room" and put away the red envelope.

After the reunion dinner, we watched TV together. It's 9 o'clock. Dad seems to have forgotten something. He took something out of the room. . .

"Come on, grandma, dad, Xiaochao (my cousin), your profit is money, hehe!" Dad smiled and gave money.

After my relatives slept, I pulled my father to the balcony. . .

"Dad, you seem to have forgotten something. . . "I asked my father.

"What did I forget? You say it! " Dad is curious.

"You forget. . . You forgot. . . "I'm embarrassed to say it (can you guess what I want to say? ): "Congratulations on getting rich, it's really good!"

"Oh, that's it. No, I'm determined not to get lucky money this year! " Dad deliberately raised his voice.

"Oh, no, you are so rich this year that you can't bear to part with a little?" I said, "All right, all right!" Dad had no choice but to give in at last.