盼啊盼,终于盼到了除夕。
除夕这天,我早早地起了床,买了一大堆鞭炮,叫上好朋友,一起去打。
要知道,我最喜欢打鞭炮了,一想起打鞭炮我就兴奋不已。
我带着好朋友匆匆跑去了宽阔的广场。我拿着冲天炮放在地上直直地立着,点燃导火线,一串串七彩的小圈圈冒了出来,接着,飞天炮缓缓地飞上了蓝天,最后,一声炮响。
放完了飞天炮,我又拿出开心果。我左手拿开心果,右手拿打火机,点上导火线,用力一仍,开心果在天上爆炸,一串金黄的细细的线偷偷从开心果中间破壳而出,真美阿!
小伙伴们兴致勃勃地打完了俩样鞭炮,又开始打其他鞭炮了。就这样打鞭炮打了一个上午。
下午,我又去逛超市。
晚上,我们一家人坐在沙发上,一边吃着美味的零食,一边注视着春晚。
除夕啊除夕,要是天天都是除夕就好了!
Today is New Year's Eve morning, firecrackers sounding snap snap away. As long as you take a look at the outside, red firecrackers everywhere, come together to form a Red Sea. The family have their own homes going up in the beautiful, it seems like in the match. My family is no exception, sweeping, glass, cabinets, such as rubbing. Prepare the arrival of the New Year.
Afternoon, we posted in accordance with the custom of the Chinese New Year couplets, father and a good paste, and then said to me: "I paste you posted, I looked at the high level you say 'rich', said that if the lower 'rising' good you ", I asked my father why? Dad said: "The plan is a lucky," "Oh, I understand," We posted on the Alliance are: evil Hongfu family happy is: wang gas people to come into everything.
End paste New Year, we began dumplings. Good luck to Tim, we are still a dumpling in a bag of coins. Dinner, my folder, a Dumpling, one to eat, "cough," the voice of a coin for my whole family applauded, and say that I am lucky this year. After dumplings, we saw the Chinese New Year Festival, my favorite essay
And "yellow soybeans." Liu Qian first a one-dollar coins into the cup, then into the host egg rings. "Bean yellow" in a person to "take off clouds" that they "Li Xiangyun" really funny. No wonder people say: "Spring Festival Evening Show" is a cultural feast.
Against the sound of the bell, "speakers" sound guns up. People poured out of their homes. Pat the sound of firecrackers greeted the arrival of Chinese New Year.
中国人最在意的节日不是阳历的1月1日,不是充满棕香的端午,不是含有香甜月饼的中秋节,而是农历正月初一,人们常常挂在嘴边的“过年”。
所有的好吃的,所有的开心事,所有的好玩的,都会在那天毫无保留的拿出来,离家乡不管多远,不管经历多少困难,都要回家和父母、和亲人一起团聚,一起聊家常,一起吃饭。
我呢,总会和父母提着大包小包,准备好各种年货,在大年三十的早上,带着喜悦、激动的心情,在家人的期盼中,踏上回家的路。爸爸是爷爷奶奶最疼爱的孩子,无论是雪花飞舞还是冬日暖阳,爷爷都会在巷口,迎接我们的到来。爸爸和巷子里的乡亲们熟络地打着招呼,聊几句家常,奶奶早已为我们准备了一桌热腾腾的饭菜。
夜幕拉下,小小的电视机前围满了人,一家人坐在桌子旁,边看电视边包饺子。不同的人包出来不同的样子,妈妈包出来的小巧玲珑,奶奶包出来的稳稳当当,一旁的婶婶包出来的则是皮薄馅多还不漏。我和姐姐也像模像样的包了几个,虽然形状不太好看,但是是我们亲手包的,吃起来一定别有滋味吧。每个人的脸上都挂着开心地笑容,耳朵旁有笑声、歌声还有鞭炮声。黑夜的天空绽开一朵朵炫丽的烟花,一个接一个,带着震天响的\'“轰”声,我和姐姐一边抬头看烟花,一边双手捂着耳朵。
哥哥提议我们一起去买炮,我们走在微弱路灯照耀下的巷子里,边看边走,时不时抬头看看烟花。返回来时手上多了鞭炮,小小的烟花棒拿到手中,发出“咝咝”的声响,想让自己的躯体发出的光芒,照亮整个世界,为我们指引回家的路。
“五、四、三、二、一,新年快乐!”随着电视机的主持人报出新年的钟声时,奶奶端出了香喷喷的饺子,叔叔点燃了摆好的鞭炮,新年的气息在大院里四处洋溢。
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