Spring Festival composition

1. Sparks

It’s Chinese New Year! My mother took me to buy sparklers. What I’m most interested in is the “Sky Rat”, but those sparks are too dangerous, Mom I was not allowed to buy it, and the price was very expensive. I chose five kinds: "Naughty King, electric light stick, parachute, thunder marbles and flying saucer". On New Year's Eve, my grandma gave me a "Golden Mountain Spark" and four A sixty-ring firework. I'm so happy!

Before the New Year's Eve dinner was finished, I hurriedly set off a few "Naughty Kings", and saw the flames burning along the fuse to the "Naughty Kings" "In the body of the body, the pointed lid underneath it stood up all of a sudden, and it was also surrounded by haloes of various colors, spinning constantly. Unfortunately, it only went out in two or three seconds. It was really not satisfying! I had to release several in a row. .

When the whole family finished the New Year’s Eve dinner, I shouted: “If you want to watch the fireworks, come with me.” So, a large group of people followed me down to the fifth floor and came to the bridge. I was The "Golden Mountain Spark" was placed on the bridge pier, and then the fuse was lit. Colorful fireworks were sprayed out from the "Golden Mountain", and the sparks shot up into the sky and spread out in all directions, like a dazzling Christmas tree. But it went out again within half a minute.

I was feeling sad that such a beautiful thing would not last long. At this time, my mother handed over a long fifteen-gun cannon. I caught it and lit it, and it immediately spurted out. Bundles of silvery bright spots were about to hit the water. My mother asked me to lift it higher and let the artillery hit the sky, just like sending a lot of flowers to the sky. With the sound of cannons, , people around me cheered, and my heart blossomed with joy.

Unknowingly, all the sparks were released and we went to watch others set off sparks. This is also very interesting, the sparks There are many varieties. Some sparks have an amazing sound, and you need to cover your ears to hear them. Some require people to hold them high, and they spin and fall like snow, which is so beautiful! Others make whistle-like sounds, like beating birds. The bullets shot straight into the sky, but within a second or two, huge balls of light spread out one after another in the sky, each ball of light having a different color.

I was so excited that I saw stars and felt dizzy. I was dazzled, so my mother urged me to rest quickly, but at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, I woke up again in a daze. It turned out that outside the window was thrilling, as loud as thunder, and as bright as daytime, which made me feel that the New Year was really wonderful.

How beautiful and happy our life is, I really want to celebrate the New Year every day!

2. New Year’s Eve is different from the past

Time flies, as the winter vacation opens to the door We opened our doors and ushered in the New Year's Eve in the blink of an eye, as if we were looking forward to the stars and the moon.

Although the weather was unfavorable, there were waves of chills due to continuous rain and cold wind for several days. , but this cannot at all resist people's joy for the coming of the Spring Festival. Look, the sound of outdoor fireworks, laughter, and noises can be heard, and the love of relatives and friends indoors, the love of neighbors, the love of family, and the affection that touches our hearts. It is the rare and endless joyful reunion of young and old that creates a unique atmosphere.

Faced with such a "good time and beautiful scenery", my heart is as cloudy and rainy as the weather. , unlike the New Year celebrations in previous years, there is no longer the expectation of the New Year in childhood - the carefree, innocent and romantic period of just playing, and the dependence on the New Year in junior high school - there is no need to borrow money to celebrate the New Year. And to avoid the heavy study burden. Because at this time I am afraid of the New Year, and there is a worry that I can’t fully enjoy - I am studying in a town vocational school!

Most of my family are intellectuals, although I also have a few people who did not enter university due to poverty, but it was excusable at the time, not to mention that they have become successful now, so where they study is very important to them. In addition, my peers also Everyone has their "destiny", but I failed in the high school entrance examination. Looking back at the time when I was at the home of my relatives and friends, I vowed that there would be no problem. But now, oh! I was so afraid that they would ask me which school I attended. You can imagine that when What kind of looks and actions they would have when they found out, and I would be so ashamed and unable to hold my head up in their teasing! The fact is the fact after all, and it needs to be endured. But the result is that I have absolutely no choice. I thought of it. During the Lunar New Year, I had a gathering of relatives and friends. When they found out, they did not turn away from me because of my failure. Instead, they felt more affirmed and encouraged, "It's a vocational school in a town. It's very good. Today's society needs it very much." As for students, they have a high chance of employment. If they study hard, they must be talented people." "Yes, urban vocational schools are better. The burden is light and you have more time at your own disposal. This is very beneficial to you. If you study hard, you won't have to worry about going to university.

Question. "...All this moved me deeply. My heart was burning like a thousand fires, my blood was boiling, and the knot in my heart suddenly opened up. Yes, schools adapt to people, and learning depends on oneself. Only a "tailor-made" school can There is further development and progress. I have insufficient foundation and have plenty of time to make up for it in the city. Switching to other schools will only be counterproductive, unable to keep up, and a waste of time. I should feel lucky that I can study in an urban vocational school. At the same time, I I also firmly believe that as long as I work hard, success will not be too far away.

This year’s Chinese New Year is different from the past, because it has a different color!

3. Go to grandma’s house to celebrate the New Year

< p>My mother is from Guizhou, and I have never been to my grandmother's house since I was a child. When I was a child, I watched other children going to my grandmother's house. I was very envious and often pestered my mother to ask for my grandmother. My mother always said: "In the future I'll take you to see her." But this never came again, and gradually I stopped mentioning it.

Last winter vacation, when my mother said she would take me to my grandma's house, I really I didn’t believe my ears. It wasn’t until I got on the train that I finally believed that I was going to see my dear grandma.

But not long after I got on the train, I began to regret it, because it was during the Spring Festival travel period. It was overcrowded, and all kinds of indescribable and unknown smells were intertwined together, making people suffocated. I had no choice but to sleep for a while and read for a while, and finally got through 30 hours.< /p>

After getting off the train, we rode on a bumpy mountain road for four hours in a car. We finally stopped in front of a big mountain. I got out of the car with my luggage and stretched my numb legs. I found that the mountain There is no home at all!

"Hey, mom, where is grandma's house?"

Mom smiled tiredly and said: "It's morning, there are still about two hours of mountain road ahead. , you have to walk up on your own. "Oh my god, I almost fainted. Now I understand why she didn't bring me to my grandma's house until today, when I was almost 12 years old!

< p>Fortunately, my uncle came to pick us up before we had gone far. When he saw me for the first time, my uncle seemed a little excited. He actually picked me up and made me blush.

< p>On a desolate winter afternoon, the three of us were trudging along the endless winding mountain road. It was obvious that my uncle wanted to make me happy and kept talking to me in blunt Mandarin. I I dealt with him every step of the way. My whole body ached, and I secretly swore in my heart: Next time, if you beat me to death, I won’t come either.

As I walked towards the west, where the sun was setting, I suddenly heard my uncle say: I walked with my head bent and said, "Linlin, here we are." When I looked up, I saw an ancient village with mottled white walls and black tiles. There were many people standing under a big tree at the entrance of the village, and they also noticed We saw a tall and thin old woman rushing over quickly, grabbing me and mumbling something. I couldn't understand what she meant, but the word "Linlin" still stuck. I could hear my mother choking up and saying to me next to me: "Child, call me grandma."

"Grandma!" It was the first time I called these two words in person. I was a little embarrassed. I saw Grandma's tears burst out instantly...

During the Chinese New Year at my grandma's house, I felt like a favored princess, surrounded by deep family affection every moment, but I was happy Time is always short, and we set off back on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year.

On the rugged mountain road again, my grandma held my hand, and my uncle helped us carry our luggage and took us every step of the way. Come down. Along the way, the thing my grandma said to me the most was: "Come again." She said it over and over again. When we reached the foot of the mountain, when the car was driving far away, my grandma eagerly grabbed me and repeated it again. These three words. I looked at the mountains soaring into the sky, and then at my grandma’s wrinkled face, and tried to learn Guizhou dialect and said to her: "Grandma, next year, our whole family will come here to celebrate the New Year!"< /p>

The flavor of the New Year

The Spring Festival has just passed, and you can still see flaming red lanterns and firecracker fragments scattered on the ground. It seems that the flavor of the New Year still remains everywhere. But I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "Celebrating the New Year, that's all."

The New Year has passed, but there is not much nostalgia in my heart. For the Chinese New Year, there is already too much joy and fun missing. Watching the lively Spring Festival Gala on TV and the colorful fireworks in the sky, I can never get back the feeling of celebrating the New Year. The taste of the New Year has faded away unconsciously...

I don’t know when I started to give up my expectation and expectation for the New Year out of habit.

I don’t like the streets crowded with people buying new year’s goods, and I don’t like seeing the hurried and happy expressions on everyone’s faces. I don’t know why I have so many dislikes, but sometimes I think like this: Could it be that celebrating the New Year has become a habit that has penetrated into people’s bones? Doesn’t it mean that without the Chinese New Year, there is no life? But no matter what, the smell of New Year is really gradually dissipating in my heart, but I don’t want to chase it.

Nowadays, during the Chinese New Year, although there are more choices and less busy, the original flavor of the New Year is also lost. Many people like to go out of their homes and have a New Year's Eve dinner in a magnificent hotel. What's more, they sing all night long in a noisy KTV to celebrate the festival. Among all kinds of novel ideas, it seems that the New Year is no longer a Chinese festival for us to toast and celebrate, but a good day to show off our fashion. There are also many young people who enjoy foreign festivals, but are indifferent to the Spring Festival. How can the New Year be full of flavor when celebrating the New Year like this? Thinking of this, I suddenly feel that it is not that the New Year has alienated us, but that we have moved away from it intentionally or unintentionally.

I don’t know if it will go back to the way it was in the years to come, but hopefully it won’t continue to get worse. In fact, in my heart, I love Chinese New Year, but this love gradually becomes implicit and no longer strong as time goes by. Probably the same is true for many people. Maybe if we call silently from the bottom of our hearts, the New Year will return to its original appearance.

On the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the scattered sound of firecrackers can still be heard in the ears, and the high red lights can still be seen on the streets. I hope that next year, there will be a little more joy for the New Year in my heart, and I also hope that the flavor of the New Year can return to people's hearts.

1 Spring Festival Composition

The Spring Festival of 2006 is here, and the streets and alleys are full of people. People who have worked hard for a year have come out of their homes to enjoy the leisure time of the festival. All the faces of men, women, old and young Everyone was filled with cheerful smiles.

The colors on the street are also much brighter than usual. I saw colorful flags flying, and various merchants' slogans and banners fluttering in the wind. There are big red lanterns hanging at the entrance of the shopping mall, which warms your heart just by looking at them. In the blue sky, the colorful balloons are dazzling under the sunlight. The breeze blows, and balloons big and small dance in the wind, as if they are nodding to passers-by.

The cheerful and frolic scenes in the shopping mall shine into the eyes of passers-by through the bright glass doors and windows, making people involuntarily follow the colorful flow of people and merge into it. The Spring Festival is not only a festival for adults, but also for children. The counters for children's toys, books, and stationery are extremely busy. Children come one after another to take away their beloved toys, leaving behind laughter and laughter.

Homes during the Spring Festival are also different from ordinary days. The word "福" must be posted on the door, firecrackers must be set off during meals, fireworks must be set off at night, and the Spring Festival party must be watched. There were more people eating than usual, parents, uncles, aunts, grandparents, all gathered together. The dishes on the table are also more plentiful than before, including chicken, duck, fish, and delicacies. After dinner, everyone chatted together, drank tea, and chatted.

The Spring Festival is so lively. I really want to celebrate the Spring Festival every day.

Although these articles are very short, you can piece together a piece from the left and a piece from the right to create a good composition.

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