Nianwei junior three composition

In ordinary daily life, everyone must have been exposed to composition, which requires a complete text structure and must avoid an endless composition. So have you ever studied composition? The following is the composition I compiled for you for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

After Laba, every household washes rice, wraps bean bags and makes rice cakes. People in the village will also kill pigs to make tofu, so that people can smell the New Year.

After the New Year, people rushed to buy new year's goods. Some people will go to the market to buy firecrackers and fireworks and choose Spring Festival couplets. Some people will go to the market to buy some fruits and vegetables and keep them for the New Year. Others will go to the store to choose clothes and give them to relatives and friends. The flavor of the year is getting stronger and stronger.

In the early morning of the Spring Festival, people get up and put up Spring Festival couplets and hang red lights. Children wearing cotton-padded clothes are happily setting off firecrackers downstairs. Red lanterns are hung in front of all major units, and some units are still hung with colorful neon lights at the edge of the building; Colorful lanterns are also hung on the evergreen pine trees in the central isolation belt of the street, which looks like a colorful tulle dress from a distance; The street lamps on both sides of the street are also connected with ropes and hung with red lanterns, which is very beautiful. The Spring Festival gives people a full taste of the year.

On New Year's Eve, every family sits around the TV and watches the Spring Festival Gala hosted by CCTV. The party changes greatly from content to form every year, giving people a refreshing feeling, so that Chinese and overseas Chinese all over the world can enjoy this rich cultural feast; With the development of economy and the convenience of transportation, some people no longer stay at home for the New Year, but use this time to travel and enjoy the famous mountains and rivers of the motherland. Some white-collar workers go to restaurants with their families because they are busy with their work. It's really interesting. The taste of the year is quietly changing.

Although the taste of the year is constantly changing, what will never change is affection.

Do you remember what it was like when you celebrated the New Year for the first time?

Before the Chinese New Year, my mother dragged my father and children to the streets to buy new year's goods. The whole street is crowded with people, and there are long queues behind every shop, and the traffic on the road is even more difficult. This lively scene makes people feel that the New Year has arrived.

During the Chinese New Year, my father is busy greeting guests, and my mother is working hard in the kitchen. My task is to play with my little sister and little brothers. After the reunion dinner, I will visit my relatives the next day, and it will be a whole day. Although the journey was boring, I received many red envelopes! In the evening, Spring Festival Gala is a must-have program for Chinese New Year. The family sat around the table, with some snacks and drinks, accompanying the Spring Festival Evening to send away the old year and welcome the new year. At that time, when the clock struck zero, there would be many beautiful fireworks in the night sky, scattered in the air, as if blessings from heaven were scattered on earth.

After many years, this road has gradually resumed its excitement, and some shops have opened, which seems to be lively again. In the corner, you can also see the accumulation of firecrackers and lanterns shining. And the charm of the year.

Unconsciously, it has been like this for a long time. But the taste of the year is getting weaker and weaker. From the lively conversation at the dinner table, everyone has only bowed their heads and brushed their mobile phones; From watching the Spring Festival Gala together, spending New Year's Eve together, and grabbing red envelopes to give people away, it's just fun, but I still enjoy it. The original family time was separated by mobile phones.

When you spend a lot of time playing mobile phones, you spend less and less time with your family. You should cherish the annual party. It's not that the taste of the year is fading, because no matter what you do with your closest and favorite people, it won't fade because of boredom. Put down your mobile phone, spend more time with your family and go out for a walk. The outside world is better.

The taste of the year has always been there, let the Chinese New Year return to its original appearance!

The third article of the third grade composition "Xue Rui indicates a good year." When the new year came, it snowed. How happy I am! It is because of this snow that I feel the new year. Although the heavy snow hindered the traffic, it did not affect people's yearning and determination to go home for the New Year. We are the same, carrying new year's goods in our hands and stepping on the bus home. Along the way, pedestrians were bustling and busy, carrying big bags and small bags, and their faces were filled with joy, ready to go home for the New Year.

When I got off the bus and looked around, the whole village seemed to be covered with a layer of silver. I crossed the silvery white fields, crossed the unforgettable bridge and came to my door. The only chimney on the roof that is not covered with snow is smoking, and strips of bacon are hanging under the eaves. On New Year's Eve, grandma steamed steamed buns in the kitchen to wrap jiaozi. Mother is preparing the New Year's Eve dinner. Grandpa hangs couplets and lanterns at the door. Uncle is cleaning the snow in front of the door. Dad planted pomegranate and persimmon trees in front of and behind the house, eager to blossom and bear fruit in spring. My friends and I had snowball fights, made snowmen, had snowball fights and set off firecrackers in the snow and wheat fields. We were very happy! Before New Year's Eve, the sound of firecrackers should be as loud as possible, so as to drive away the "Nian" beast. Then light candles to worship ancestors, burn incense and kowtow to the deceased ancestors. I hope my ancestors can bless my health, study progress and my father's career. Finally, I will have a New Year's Eve dinner. During the dinner, my grandparents will hand me a big red envelope-lucky money.

After the New Year's Eve, the family sat together, watched the Spring Festival Gala, talked about family life and ate snacks. Until the early morning, we went out of the house, lit fireworks and watched the fireworks flying all over the sky. I think: next year must be a bumper year.

When New Year's Eve comes, eating affectionate meals, listening to the ringing bells to celebrate the New Year, enjoying colorful fireworks, or visiting relatives and friends on the first day of the New Year, meeting unfamiliar and familiar faces and harvesting smiles in others' hearts all depict the taste of the New Year.

However, with the end of the 20xx Spring Festival Gala, the flavor of the year has long faded in our minds.

Over time, it is blurred in our hearts. What is even more worrying is the "taste" of some traditional cultures, such as red envelopes. What used to be just a way of caring for and welcoming relatives has now become a "family loan", which has increased the economic burden of the other party. As a result, there has even been a new hot topic-do relatives receive red envelopes? How long can the taste of traditional culture last?

Then, the quality of the Spring Festival Gala launched by the central government is declining year by year, which makes people watch symbolically like watching a program. In addition, with the continuous development of the Internet, human beings have gone from ordinary mailboxes to QQ WeChat, to grabbing red envelopes and live broadcasts for cash. These modern products seem to attract people's attention more than the Spring Festival Evening. Therefore, this year's Spring Festival Gala was forced to make a move-it also launched a commercial activity of scanning code to receive red envelopes, which was even more disappointing.

In the past, because of the general conditions, it was difficult to eat big fish and meat except for a few days of the New Year, but now the economic level is rapidly improving, and basically every household has eaten big fish and meat, which leads to a small material difference between normal and New Year, which also makes the taste of the New Year very ordinary.

The development of the times is inevitable, but it does not mean that traditional culture should be ignored. Although the flavor of the year is not so strong now, its main significance still exists. We can't abandon the cultural treasures that represent our Chinese nation for thousands of years in order to enjoy the entertainment brought by modern science and technology!

The composition of grade three is 5 years old and has a strong flavor.

Now, after a heavy snow, it comes quietly, like a silent Grand Theft Auto, putting the worries accumulated for a whole year into a bag and holding out a string of shining hopes from the bag. Hope is occasionally mixed with a little disappointment, but they all exude fragrance, which is the taste of the year.

In 2008, the bacon, which was scented by the years, came leisurely, like an altar of wine sealed in an old cellar. Time is koji, let it ferment slowly at the right time. The longer the time, the more fragrant it is, and it is rich and dense at the moment of opening. The fragrance of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, so it was 2008, which condensed 364 days and nights. After the last aging on New Year's Eve, it is fragrant.

In 2008, the peach symbol beside the door reflected the first touch of glory, which came suddenly. Every household's Spring Festival couplets are posted, and the handwritten ink is still there. Fill the earthen stove with a handful of firewood, and the blazing fire also indicates the prosperity of the new year; Look at jiaozi in the pot. The water is boiling and bubbling, symbolizing the excitement of the New Year. Children in new clothes rushed into the street with a bunch of bright red Sugar-Coated Berry in one hand and a bag of white Sugar-Coated Berry in the other. In the eyes of children, New Year is new and sweet, just like clothes on their bodies and snacks in their hands.

In 2008, before the first "battle" in my life, I resolutely came. Winter vacation, still rendering the senior high school entrance examination, the atmosphere is a little more tense. 2008 is a summary, review and final exam accumulated years ago, but isn't that what the senior high school entrance examination is all about? Firecrackers are in full bloom, but the chemical equation echoes in my mind; Fireworks draw an arc in the air, but silently recite a parabolic theorem. Every household is happy and beaming, but for me who is about to take the senior high school entrance examination, 2008 suddenly becomes dull. ...

Sitting at my desk alone, facing thousands of "book buildings" and looking out of the window, it is already brightly lit, colorful and lively. But at this time, I have to turn around, because I have a dream, because I want to pursue my dream ...

A calendar page after page. ...

The closer the year is, the stronger the flavor.

One day, I was sleeping. Suddenly, the sound of "boom, boom, boom" woke me up, and it suddenly occurred to me that today is New Year's Eve. "New Year!" I can't help shouting. Grandpa heard the voice: "What do you shout in the early morning? Get dressed and come downstairs with me to set off firecrackers! " I cheered again and again, picked up clothes and firecrackers, and dressed quickly while going downstairs. Downstairs, I have firecrackers in my right hand and a lighter in my left. Blink of an eye, the sound of "scratching" went straight to my ear. I think this is the taste of that year!

After setting off firecrackers, I rushed home ecstatic; As soon as I entered the door, an oily smell came to my nose. It turned out to be the smell of bowls of fried meatballs on the table. I picked up chopsticks and swallowed the croquettes in one gulp, thinking, "This is the taste of that year!" " "

After eating fried meatballs, my father said to me, "Xiong Yihao, put this couplet on the door!" " "I took the couplet, carefully posted on the door. Then when I read the first part, it said "New Year, New Scenes, Happy Spring", and the second part said "Good luck, peace and happiness". My heart repeatedly praised: "Good couplets! Good couplets! "This is the taste of this year!

Going home after posting couplets, I heard my father calling my aunt to pay a New Year call. I was shocked: "I'm not used to paying New Year greetings to my grandparents, parents?" I called them together and said to them, "I wish my grandparents good health and all the best!" " I wish mom and dad: smooth work and happy every day! "Grandparents all laughed, and they said in unison," Just waiting for you! ""and gave me the red envelope. I happily thought with a red envelope: "This is the taste of the year!"

The new year is accompanied by the fireworks sound of the TV Spring Festival Gala and the announcement sound of the host, and the flavor of the year comes with the new year.

This year's reunion dinner seems to be less lively than before, and there are always a few people missing from the table. Since my aunt died, my grandmother has been very sad every New Year. This year, as in previous years, grandma hid in the room and wiped her tears silently. It was the same sentence: you are all back, and she will never come back. Sadness is contagious, and this negative emotion spreads like this. Everyone hung their heads in silence until someone stood up and said, Happy New Year, don't think so much, I'm sorry for your loss. Therefore, the taste of the year is sour.

After entering the third grade, I have hardly been to my grandparents' home on weekends. Coming back this time is a reunion after a long separation, a joy and an excitement. As soon as I got off the bus, I excitedly ran into the old house that accompanied my childhood. My grandmother is busy in the kitchen and my grandfather is watching TV in the rocking chair. Grandpa saw me coming, so he fumbled out of his rocking chair and walked towards me with small steps. He is old, but he still encourages me as before. This is probably the sweetness of the year.

People in China like to eat spicy food, because peppers are red, which means good luck. A little pepper will be added to all kinds of dishes on the table, especially the hot pepper. Children are served by adults while playing. Naughty children have begun to pick up chopsticks and try the delicious food on the table. The fiery red pepper releases its original flavor on the tip of the tongue. Everyone is so hot that the air is whistling. The adults are drinking. The atmosphere is hot and the taste of the year is spicy.

At zero, all China is waiting for this moment. When the bell rings at twelve o'clock, the sound of fireworks resounds through the sky, and the night is illuminated as day. Some people are looking forward to the new year, while others are regretting the past year.

The taste of the year may be sweet or sour, but whatever it is, it is a tradition left by our Chinese nation for thousands of years. We should carry forward and enjoy it.

Go back to your hometown for the New Year by car. Brothers and sisters who rarely come back several times a year will return to that small village far from the bustling city on this day. Such a scene is only available during the Spring Festival.

The car drove to the door. As soon as I opened the door, I saw the house in the familiar red brick yard. I ran out of the car with joy and ran all the way down the stone ladder to the yard.

The yard is still the same as in previous years, with newly planted peaches. In the outhouse, grandpa is sitting listening to the singer singing, and he can vaguely hear the tone of He Chun in the lyrics. There is a corridor connecting the outhouse and the back room. There is a line hanging on the corridor, on which are preserved new year's goods-bacon and dried fish. Bacon is preserved by pork taken by neighbors, and dried fish is dried by a few inches of fish caught by uncle from Tanghe. After drying, it's ready for the pot.

Out of the corridor, is the back room. It used to be where wives lived, and it is the same now. On the washstand in the back hall, two new red candles were inserted, which were tied with red silk for "good luck" and "Spring Festival in the New Year". Incense burners are all around the year, but today they are burning incense and lingering around, leaving plumes of smoke. There are four-axis paintings on the four walls of the main hall, which look like New Year pictures and have years.

In addition to these, there are two things that we insist on every Spring Festival.

One is to light incense for the New Year. Nianxiang is not the kind of fine incense in the incense burner, but the incense barrel. Thirty nights, stand firmly in the yard and click "Gao Sheng". Goldman Sachs is actually just a name. Fireworks, to be exact When lighting fireworks, grandpa always shouts "Step by Step", and the "junior" at home puts them away with their own fireworks.

The second is to give red envelopes. The red envelope is wrapped in red paper. I once pretended to sleep in the middle of the night and secretly saw my elders get up at night and put the red envelopes folded during the day under the pillow. The next morning, I really got up late and missed breakfast. However, I happily took out a red envelope from under my pillow. Thanks to the regulations of our ancestors, our family's red envelopes are still wrapped in big cakes and fruits. After eating these without hesitation, I went to play with my friends alive.

Ah, this is the spring with a strong flavor of the year!

Adults always say that the taste of the New Year is weak now, and how to celebrate the New Year has become very simple. Even the expectations for the new year are less, and I gradually feel that I have lost something.

What is the taste of the year? It is the joyful atmosphere of family reunion, the cup of wine that the younger generation worships their elders and sits around the table, and the Spring Festival couplets posted by every household to celebrate a new beginning. It seems that these are all the same, but they are not exactly the same.

On the dinner table, almost everyone has a mobile phone. Adults brush Weibo and chat on WeChat. Children play games and listen to music. Only old people chat occasionally. This is a year for many people now.

On New Year's Day, I went to my grandmother's house with my parents. Walking in, I saw white smoke in the kitchen, surrounded by busy grandparents. Grandma saw us, and after washing her hands, she came to hug me, told me happy New Year, and then told us to sit down and rest. The rice steamed on the stove is fragrant, which is a kind of eight-treasure rice and a taste of the year.

When you go out, the winter sunshine is warm, and you can see red lanterns hanging neatly on the opposite house, which is dazzling. The two old people walking in front of each other said Happy New Year, smiling brightly, as if it were a surprise to meet again after a long separation. Everywhere is full of New Year's atmosphere, relaxed and happy, which is very different from the people I usually face who bow their heads and play with their mobile phones.

In the new year, people always receive the best wishes and then move on in the new year. In some places in the countryside, there is no internet, so communication is not so convenient. People don't express their New Year wishes to others by sending a short message with only the words "Happy New Year". They will visit in person, and the hospitable host will invite guests to have dinner together, and everyone will get together for the New Year. This is a pleasant atmosphere.

I thought it would be as cold and cheerless as the night at home during the New Year, but it was broken by the faint firecrackers and the laughter of the children. The air in the city is not good. Fireworks are forbidden in many places, and some people do not pollute the environment by themselves. At this time, I can see the young children clapping their hands and watching the dazzling fireworks. The light from the fireworks shines on everyone's happy smile.

It seems that the ancient style of that year did not precipitate in the years, but was derived from the tradition and continued there.

In the early morning, the sky in the east is a fish-belly white, and a touch of cloud-covered glow shines on the earth through sparse leaves, forming a pattern, like a golden butterfly embedded in the ground and ready to fly. At this time, with the first shot of Spring Festival travel rush, Spring Festival travel rush came!

According to rural custom, you must get up early on this day. When I woke up, the table was full of delicious food, and the milky white heat in the kitchen was like a fairyland. A flourishing stove symbolizes prosperity in the coming year.

In the morning, people leave home one by one to pay New Year greetings to their relatives. Every time someone visits, firecrackers will be set off. The guests were greeted by the host's kind smiling face, hot stove and delicious snacks. People sit together, reminiscing about the past, discussing the harvest of last year and the prospect of the coming year. At this time, cards are often indispensable on the table. When adults get together, there will always be cards, but regardless of winning or losing, they just feel happy and lively. This is the annual taste of the world.

In the afternoon, the children get together and prepare for a wild afternoon. The most commonly played game is hide and seek. A few naughty children are always hiding in the deep mountains, and people can't find them. Besides, these people will never go home until they sweat or have dinner. This is the taste of children.

In the evening, the children who worked in the field for a whole day trudged home. The kind grandparents handed the children the lucky money they had already prepared and stroked their weather-beaten and gully palms. They could feel a warm current surging in their hearts ... Late at night, their parents sat by the fire and told their children something. This is the most profound taste of the year between adults and children.

Spring Festival, a lively festival, a thriving festival, a festival that makes everyone happy, a festival about home, and a festival that makes everyone dream, is unforgettable. All the sweet memories about it are stuck in my heart like honey. ...

Outside the window, the night hangs over the sky. Every household is brightly lit and lanterns can be seen everywhere, which dispels the darkness. There were firecrackers one after another in the yard. Children played and set off firecrackers in the yard, and there were bursts of laughter from time to time. At this time, it is already New Year's Eve, the New Year is approaching, and the flavor of the year is stronger.

Accompanied by firecrackers, our family is eating New Year's Eve dinner around the table. Bowls of vegetables are served on the table, and the aroma is fragrant. A table full of dishes is dazzling, and I don't know where to get chopsticks for dinner. We munched and chatted with our relatives. I stood up, picked up my cup and said my best wishes to the person I love. Relatives nearby also got up and extended their most sincere wishes to each other. At this time, the most anticipated dish, jiaozi, came to the table. Fill the fat with thin stuffing, add a little onion and garlic, wrap the dough into a crescent shape, and then pinch the lace. After cooking, it is stained with vinegar, and once jiaozi bites it open, the gravy mixed with vinegar will flow into his mouth, which is simply a double enjoyment of taste and vision, making people drool. I am enjoying the delicious jiaozi with my relatives, and the taste of the year is blooming on the tip of my tongue.

After dinner, we sat in front of the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala and grab red envelopes. Beautiful singing, beautiful dancing and happy sketches are all amazing. "I made a red envelope in the group, come and grab it!" Dad suddenly cried. I reacted quickly, immediately took out my mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, and clicked on the red envelope. "Hey, how did you get robbed?" I exclaimed. My sister smiled and said, "Haha, I grabbed sixteen dollars!" " "I check a red envelope, wow! Mom actually grabbed 30 yuan! I suddenly exclaimed. Red envelopes followed, and I stared at the screen of my mobile phone closely for fear of missing a red envelope. Another red envelope. I'll open it right away. 25 yuan, I jumped for joy. In front of the TV, I grabbed red envelopes with my relatives, which made me happy. The flavor of the year beats at the fingertips.

Outside the window, fireworks are blooming in the air, gorgeous and incomparable. On new year's eve, the flavor of the year is rich, and on the tip of the tongue and fingertips, it is more of a heart.

In every street, the first sentence in everyone's mouth is congratulations. The streets are full of joy, thick. The cold wind that occasionally blows on the cheeks in the street is also warm at this time. The taste of the vintage is as mellow as the wine being fermented in that cellar.

Every new year, every family has a long-lost reunion, and I have embarked on a journey home without exception. Sitting on the train, the long sound of "moo, moo" broke the silence of this winter. A young voice in the carriage sounded in my ear: "Happy New Year, sister!" " Her two big eyes are shining, and her two fleshy little hands are so cute. "Well, happy New Year." The corners of my mouth rose slightly, and I looked at the red figure and walked to the depths of the carriage. Gradually, the flavor of the year filled the whole carriage, thick.

When I got off, there was a sea of people in front of the station. The winter wind blows, and I can't help shivering. The exit was crowded with people, and I couldn't help looking for a figure in the crowd. Suddenly, an old man with gray hair and stumbling came into view and I walked towards her. The old man seemed to feel it and walked slowly towards me. Approached, it is my grandmother who I haven't seen for years, but she is a few years older, and the traces of the passage of time can be seen on her face. She stretched out her chapped hands, hugged mine, looked up and said to me, "Good granddaughter, finally back, happy New Year!" " Suddenly, a heat flow spread from the palm to the whole body, warm.

Back to my hometown, I saw many people standing at the entrance of the village, all familiar faces. In the cold winter, I heard that I would come back. I stood at the entrance of the village early and looked out. Everyone's face is full of joy. Seeing me coming back, someone rushed up to hug me and whispered, "It's good to have you back!" " Words. Well, it's good to be back! I can't help sighing. Looking around, every household is covered with sausages and pickles, with red lanterns hanging outside the door and warm greetings from relatives. Suddenly, the flavor of the year in the small village became mellow.

It turns out that the taste of the year is so beautiful, thick, warm and mellow. ...

The calendar turns over the autumn rhyme from page to page, as if smelling the breath of the years. Speaking of the taste of the year, it is a small fire in your mind. It has been integrated into our blood. If we ignore it, this year seems to lose its taste and meaning. ...

Time is always silent when it slides to the end of the year. It snowed in the winter years ago, and the snow that greeted the New Year fell lightly, as if it could cover all the firecrackers, but it could not put out the firecrackers in the New Year.

"Crash, splash, splash" is like a red dot of a star, accompanied by colorful streamers. Like red beans in an oil pan, dancing with cheerful steps and making a hurried sound. Floating into the night sky, exploding, and falling sideways. People cover their ears and dodge, but they also have uncontrollable impulses and excitement.

The explosion of firecrackers is instantaneous, but it always exists in people's minds. It is like a messy heart, which binds me because of exercise and calms me down. A kind and firm promise like a mother is better than a blessing that doesn't come from the mouth. An elegant and invisible bloom like an epiphyllum is better than a thousand laurel trees without fragrance. It reflects fanatical happiness on latosolic red, like smoke, mixed with a faint taste of the year, permeating the air; Drunk between my cheeks.

Have you ever seen colorful flowers?

Have you ever seen a shining bud?

Here, people are surprised to see the gorgeous flowers in the sky, and colorful colors are blooming: sometimes latosolic red, sometimes indigo blue, sometimes yellow ...... like dragons, stars, flowers, like nightmares, so beautiful that they eat people's hearts!

The firecrackers are still so loud and deafening; Fireworks are still so gorgeous and dazzling. The flavor of the year is still lingering, still giving people endless aftertaste.

It is hidden in small firecrackers, waiting for the same small opportunity, with the smell of fireworks in the coming year, imperceptibly scattered in the heart, reminiscent of the fireworks all over the sky that year. ...

14 The flashlight gives off dazzling light, and shines more dazzling red to maintain the cleanliness of the urban area. Fireworks are strictly prohibited! God, it's the Spring Festival. Why can't we set off fireworks? Without fireworks, does it still smell like Chinese New Year? What is the taste of the year? Where is the taste of the year? There seems to be a gust of wind blowing around me, trying to blow me to a place with a taste of the year.

Yeah! Chinese New Year, Chinese New Year! , scratching, cheers, firecrackers, the new year is here. Red lanterns are hung on the mud by the roadside, and children on the roadside are having fun, wearing red cotton-padded jackets and holding a handful of fireworks. This year in the countryside, no matter where the New Year is celebrated, it is a happy year full of warm flavor. I also bought a lot of fireworks and planned to have a good time. I lit a silver-white wahoo flower, hovering in the night sky, leaving coils of sparkling annual flavor, still shining there. Playing and playing, I arrived at my old house, just in time for my elders to give out red envelopes. I hurried to pay New Year greetings to my elders one by one, accepting their red envelopes and expectations. My pockets are bulging and my heart is warm. After sending tea to the elders, we will invite them to finish the exam, drink some juice under the curved moon, listen to the noise of adults playing cards and children playing, sit around with everyone, watch all kinds of wonderful programs in the Spring Festival Evening, and be giggled by crosstalk sketches, which is so warm and comfortable. Unconsciously, in the laughter, it's time to keep the old age. Let's welcome the New Year together, bid farewell to the New Year, and sleep peacefully in the coming drowsiness.

When I woke up, it was already dawn. I inadvertently looked out of the window and saw really busy and indifferent streets and banners prohibiting fireworks. Is the so-called taste of the year only experienced in dreams? I can't help thinking, but I can only look out the window in confusion.

At this time, a voice that made me overjoyed sounded: Daughter, on New Year's Eve tomorrow, we will go to the countryside for the New Year. I can live the year I want soon, and how much I look forward to that year.