Tell me how you spent the 50-word Year of the Monkey.

The Spring Festival in my family almost begins on the 30th of the twelfth lunar month. On this day, every family is the busiest time and few people are idle. My sister is busy washing clothes and changing sheets, and I help my mother clean the glass and sweep the floor to show the new year's atmosphere. Couplets, window grilles and calendars are of course essential. After cleaning, the home suddenly became clean, tidy and beautiful.

On the 30th, the next most important thing is to make New Year's Eve dinner. Adults are busy washing and cutting vegetables, making jiaozi, and cooking a hearty New Year's Eve dinner for us. But we are too busy skipping around, trying our best to help, but we can't start. We are just in a hurry. Our New Year's Eve dinner is still chicken, duck, fish and the like as in previous years, but I eat all the desserts when I have nothing to do during the day, and I often can't eat a few of these strange ones, so I can only pick a few to taste the good and bad, and there are often many leftovers left, which makes my hard-working parents dumbfounded. But mom and dad won't talk about me, because leftovers have become a symbol for more than a year at this moment.

The family who came home from all directions enjoyed the New Year's Eve dinner together, and then it was our free time. Candy, fruit and all kinds of cakes are on the table, and we can eat whatever we want. The whole family is beaming, among which I am the happiest, because a few sweet words can get a big bag of lucky money. If you ask our wishes for tomorrow, we should pay more New Year greetings.

New Year's Eve should be a happy time for me, but it is unacceptable for me to keep the old age. After watching the Spring Festival party and listening to the countdown clock, I just wanted to close my eyes and have a good sleep. The crackling fireworks outside the window made people sleepy but tired.

I didn't get up until the sun rose on the first day of the first month. I ate breakfast in a hurry, found out our new year clothes, dressed neatly, and went to pay a New Year call with my family.

As soon as jiaozi went public, the Spring Festival was over. The Spring Festival is coming slowly, welcoming people's busyness, but leaving silently, leaving people with deep attachment. No matter how the Spring Festival is spent, whenever I think of it, I am still amazed and proud of the charm of China's traditional culture. I wish our great motherland prosperity and a better life!