A 400-word essay on visiting relatives, O(∩_∩)OThank you

Visiting relatives during the Spring Festival is a custom passed down from our ancestors. During this period, almost every family soaks in the wine, bathes in the fragrance, and enjoys the joy of life and the happiness of family ties.

The first place to go when visiting relatives is grandma’s house. On the early morning of the second day of the Lunar New Year, we took the car to grandma's house carrying gifts such as gold wine, Dali elbows, Fuping persimmons, and Qiongguo candy. When we arrived at grandma’s house, the aroma of meat hit our nostrils, and the people’s red and simple smiling faces made them look particularly friendly. My sister was so happy that she circled around me. My grandma and grandpa held me in their arms affectionately and asked me questions. "It's time to eat!" my aunt urged, and I realized that a sumptuous lunch had already been prepared on the table, including not only my favorite horse-faced fish, but also the mouth-watering crispy chicken, and the sweet eight-treasure rice. The mouth-watering bamboo shoot stewed meat slices were spinning in circles on the table. My aunt poured dry white wine for us, and my sister and I raised glasses, wishing the old man health and longevity, and wishing the adults smooth work, prosperous business, and great fortune. We got red envelopes. Grandma said: "When we were young, the most the New Year's money given by adults was 50 cents; when your mother was a child, the most they gave was only 5 yuan." While eating, the adults talked about how they visited relatives in that era. Grandma said: "When we are as old as you and visit relatives with adults, we need to bring meat, steamed buns, sugar, twists, and red dates." Mom said, "We need to bring hairtail fish, drinks, fruits, and cakes."

Eat After lunch, my sister immediately pulled me to the hut and took out her Barbie, stuffed toys, and building blocks for me to play with. My sister and I also turned on the computer to play Moore's Manor. When our mother saw it, she said to us: "We didn't have so much fun when we were young. When we were young, we played square dance, swings, rubber bands, and poker." Grandma brought us all kinds of fruits and snacks, including Korla's fragrant pears. , attractive jujubes, sugar oranges, white water apples and other fruits, as well as pistachios, American almonds, pecans, pine nuts, candies and other snacks. It tastes sweet in your mouth, but it tastes even sweeter in your heart!

Although life has changed a lot now, the family love between people will never change.

Looking at the expectant eyes of the adults, my sister salivated, and her laughter filled this happy festival.

As soon as she opened the door, she said "Happy New Year, ha-pi-niu-ye ( happy new year)!" Wow, now even my uncle who is not very good in Mandarin speaks "fluent" English. He said that he is learning now and he just learned this sentence from his son!

"Hey, it's the Chinese New Year again. The Chinese New Year is the least interesting. I know there's nothing to do except watch TV at home! Hey..." I think today's children must have the same feeling as me. Think about it. After all, there is no atmosphere at all during the Chinese New Year. In the past, every household would be busy hanging red lanterns, pasting the word "福", and rushing to buy the eight-treasure rice for reunion! We got up early on the first day of the new year. , and then we made an appointment to go out in groups, and we kids would play at home, and then have a reunion dinner together. But now it’s completely different. Now I forget even when the Chinese New Year is. It’s the day before the Chinese New Year. Everyone is asking when the New Year will be celebrated! In the morning, I was dragged up by my parents. I only drank a glass of milk and ran to the living room to watch TV to kill time. At this time, my parents were dozing off while watching TV. I said: No need to watch TV, let's go out and play!" "Is there a place to play?" "Yes, don't forget, we all know everyone living here now, don't we worry about no one to play with?" Mom and Dad were excited. Speaking of, we first arrived at the nearest house. As soon as we opened the door, we said "Happy New Year, ha-pi-niu-ye (happy new year)!" Wow, now even my uncle who is not very good at Mandarin can speak it. "Fluent" English, he said, he is learning now. He just learned this sentence from his son! Although it is a bit non-standard, under the guidance of a master like me, you can say that it is really good. Good luck! Since their family had not yet had a good meal, our family of three continued to set off. Later, we not only visited their new house, but also gave New Year greetings. What a pleasant thing! We walked from house to house. , it’s time to take a rest now, the adults are playing chess on the balcony, look, they are even excitedly saying "general"! Some are playing mahjong, everyone wants to take advantage of this New Year's good luck! Some are playing mahjong. The guests were still looking at the fish. Those naughty fish were burrowing through the cracks in the rocks of the rockery, so the guests couldn't help but tease them with sticks. As for us children, ha, those who were watching TV were watching TV and playing. Those who played on the computer were very happy! In the evening, after we finished eating, we took advantage of the good weather and scenery to go to the balcony to set off fireworks. "Bang, bang, bang!" The fireworks bloomed above our heads. It’s very beautiful! Ah, today’s New Year is really enjoyable!

Impressions of the Spring Festival

In this snowless and increasingly warm season, the Spring Festival unknowingly buries the dullness The days are approaching. Looking at the newly purchased wall calendar on the wall and counting the days approaching the last Spring Festival of this century, I can't help but sigh that the years are passing by and another peaceful and busy year has passed.

As the year draws to a close, the more or less good impressions accumulated during childhood have faded away. It is no longer the age of firecrackers, fireworks and dumplings, and I no longer look forward to being one year older and more knowledgeable. 10%, the Spring Festival is not so much the happiest time as it is a moment when people suddenly realize that they are getting older and have greater responsibilities.

To express general congratulations, say a few auspicious words to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, and write some nostalgic articles about spring, the elegance has long since disappeared. Like a program host, talking about the major events of this year, lamenting the past and present, and thinking about the future is just to win the compliments and applause of the audience. I won’t deceive myself or others. Maybe our expectations are too high. The Spring Festival is just an ordinary day among 365 days in a year. We have injected too much cultural connotation and commercial hype into it, so it seems particularly heavy. In fact, we might as well treat it with a normal heart, suppress our expectations and restlessness, and obtain some subtle satisfaction outside of eating, drinking, laughing, and visiting relatives and friends.

In the past, the Spring Festival left me with many beautiful and unforgettable memories. I think today's children will feel the same joyful and grand festival as I did then. However, different ages have different experiences, perhaps due to their own personalities and interests. No matter how various media exaggerate and bombard me, my actual feelings are always unsatisfactory. I feel a lot more helpless and a little more nervous than usual. Tired and heavy.

You have to go to your parents, you have to go to your relatives and friends, you have to go to meet your colleagues, but the real content is always about eating and drinking. Clichés such as "Congratulations on getting rich," "Happy New Year," and "Good Luck and Good Luck" feel awkward but have to be repeated over and over again. Parading the streets, shopping, guessing riddles, lighting up lamps, giving gifts and entertaining guests year after year endlessly. People are like a top, being whipped by it and spinning endlessly, without even knowing where the center of gravity is. In such an overwhelming festival, we still have to force ourselves to be excited as children, watch the night-long party, and listen to the laughter of others, but what we feel is our own sleepy eyes, disappointed mood, and desireless stomach. I would rather eat a simple meal as usual, go to bed at ten o'clock, read a book for a while, or play a round of cards with friends. I always feel that on this day where everyone is happy, I have no interest at all, and I even have a good appetite.

Tradition, culture, history, and customs are originally man-made products. Our ancestors formulated them. We continue to copy and reproduce them from generation to generation, and they evolve and play to make them brilliant, and they are even more popularized by the Internet. Let it soar and mutate, it ultimately restricts ourselves and goes against the basic nature of human beings - people yearn for freedom and happiness. The Spring Festival can be said to be the clearest mirror, in which everyone can see, so tired Is that the negative face you had when you were a child? Even a hint of joy.

Yes, we continue to grow older and continue to experience the vicissitudes of life. This year's Spring Festival will be copied by next year's Spring Festival. Today's unhappiness may disappear tomorrow. Memory filters out the shadows and sadness in everyone's heart. What is left may be something that can be called beautiful, but what about once? There is no place for us there. It is blurred and fictitious. Even though we know it is false, we still repeat it and write articles to coax pedestrians and children.

I can’t grow old, I’m afraid I only have the innocence of childhood