Write two 200-word diary entries on the topic of the Spring Festival

Article 1: Fireworks to welcome the New Year

Fireworks on New Year's Eve is an activity that my brother and sister and I have been preparing for a long time. As soon as the night came, our whole family ate the New Year's Eve dinner together in a feverish manner, and before we finished eating, my brother and sister and I rushed downstairs to set off fireworks.

Once we came downstairs, we found a vacant lot. My brother lit a large fireworks, only to hear a "boom" sound, a cluster of red fireworks flying into the night sky, issued a "bla, bla" sound. With the sound, fireworks in the air to form a colorful fireworks, and suddenly fell, like the sky girl scattered flowers; some like stars scattered in the air, like shooting stars chasing the moon. After waiting for a long time, the big fireworks finished.

My brothers and sisters and I started to set off all kinds of small fireworks. Some of the small fireworks are called "cherry blossoms", some are called "butterfly flowers", and some are called "magic wands". "Butterfly flowers" will spin, my sister and I are a little afraid to play. My sister and I like to play "Magic Wand" and "Cherry Blossom". My sister put the lighted "Magic Wand" in the grass and the holes in the rocks. "When the wand was lit, it made a sound like "giggle, giggle, giggle". With the sound, a lot of little stars fell down. I followed my sister's example and stuck the lighted wand in the grass and held the cherry blossom in my hand and shook it.

These colorful fireworks, the night of New Year's Eve decorated very beautiful. Small fireworks are like little stars and sparks dancing together to welcome the New Year with us.

Part 2: Winter Break Feast

It was the night of the last day of the winter break last semester when I turned over my winter break homework, which was only a few pages long, with dread in my heart.

"Lighten up, bring me my homework, I'll check it!" Mom said in a kind voice, but to my ears it seemed to become "Shine on, get ready, the shooting is about to begin."

I shakily walked out of my bedroom with three books of homework that added up to ****120 pages, homework that I basically didn't do much of.

"Uh ...... this ...... homework ...... I ...... haven't ...... finished ...... writing ...... yet," my body shook like a a six or seven magnitude earthquake.

"What are you talking about, you're stammering and shaking so badly, haven't you done much writing," my mom said in an interrogative criminal tone.

"Uh-huh," the voice was no louder than a mosquito. Ah! I was about to get the most horrible scolding ever.

Mom picked up the homework, looked at it for a moment, and said "The quality is pretty good, but it's too slow."

Why is it so calm and weird? Heck, it's the calm before the storm, the dead silence before the eruption, so calm, start a fire more fierce.

"The return of the prodigal son will not be replaced" There is still time, make it up! This is really greatly out of my expectation! I could feel her voice quivering a bit, though.

"Okay" I grabbed my homework and ran back to my desk, my mom followed and picked up a book to read.

It was quiet that night, the only sounds were the ticking of the clock and the chugging of pen tips being sharpened and the sound of my mom turning the pages.

9 o'clock, 10 o'clock, 11 o'clock, 12 o'clock, 1:30, with the sound of a heavy closed book, I threw down the pen, cheering, mom laughed, said "see, usually do not work hard, now you can only stay up all night, this is already considered a punishment, I understand that you do not dare to do it in the future, and I hope that you will take this as a warning to change the problem of your laziness. I hope you will take this as a warning and change your lazy behavior. Sore hands, go to sleep!" At this time, I saw my mom's tired eyes, a trace of guilt welled up in my heart.

Now, I y understand that my mother did not criticize me when I did not finish my homework, it is because she was afraid of wasting my time to make up for my homework! Mom, don't worry, you educate me in your special way, your son's understanding and love, I understand, my son will work harder to live up to your love for me.