Who knows the composition about the Spring Festival in Xinjiang? 400 words will do.

Every Spring Festival, everyone will set off fireworks. Colorful fireworks are like beautiful flowers, and crackling firecrackers are like rolling spring thunder.

On New Year's Eve, my brother and sister and I set off fireworks in the open-air square downstairs. My brother took out a bottle-shaped fireworks, only to see the fireworks rise to the clouds like silver wires. In the dark blue night sky, a beautiful smiling face blooms, like a spectacular meteor shower and a picture scroll. I took out a bunch of handmade flowers and approached slowly with a lighter. After a few seconds, colorful flowers grew on the top. I scribbled in the air with a stick. Suddenly, there was smoke everywhere, like a fairy's silver gauze. Next, all kinds of fireworks were launched one after another. Some are like scurrying caterpillars; Some are like umbrellas that people use in rainy days; Some are like rockets soaring into the sky; Some are like blooming flowers ... The silent night sky suddenly filled with laughter and colorful, and turned into a big garden. The sound of fireworks is deafening and resounds through the sky, sometimes like magnificent spring thunder, and sometimes like lightning that cuts through the night sky.

Finally, we set off a firecracker with the sound of 1000 and listened to the crackling sound. I seem to see a brighter future for our great motherland.

Looking at the bright night sky, such as flower beds, such as scrolls, such as Yuan Ye in spring ... I want to become a beautiful face where birds kiss flowers; How I want to become a brush and add color to the picture scroll; How I want to become a flower and bring vitality to Yuan Ye in spring ... because fireworks make me think endlessly.