There are many festivals in a year, but the Spring Festival is the most important festival of our Chinese nation. On New Year's Eve, no matter where I am, I will go home to celebrate the New Year with my family and have a reunion dinner, and I am no exception.
This morning, my parents and I went back to my grandmother's house with a big bag of things we just bought from the supermarket. Grandma is preparing lunch in the kitchen. Fish, meat and vegetables can be rich. Although I just finished breakfast, I still can't help drooling and playing drums when I see such a rich meal, looking forward to noon. Finally, at noon, after a hearty lunch, I turned on the computer, even the games were celebrating the New Year, and the atmosphere of the New Year was everywhere. Unconsciously, at 7 pm, the long-awaited Spring Festival Gala is about to begin. Firecrackers are ringing outside, and colorful fireworks are blooming in the sky. My favorite "All over the Sky" is far brighter than the stars and dotted with the night sky. I believe that only the sky on New Year's Eve is the most beautiful. "Knock, knock, knock?" The big pendulum clock in the living room finally struck eight o'clock, and the Spring Festival party began with the bell. I think this year's party is much more exciting than usual. Beautiful dances and songs are fascinating. This is my favorite Liu Qian's magic. This magic is more magical and beautiful than his previous magic. The performance was flawless, as if he really had magic, which also left people with infinite reverie. Among them, the most wonderful program is the robot performance. Rows of robots stood on the stepped stage and danced with the music, which was very wonderful. Although some people practice robot dancing professionally and their movements are standardized, there are no movements of these small and lovely robots after all!
Unconsciously, the big pendulum clock struck twelve, and every household lit firecrackers, and the firecrackers were deafening. Grandma served a hot jiaozi and took a bite, full of fragrance. This jiaozi not only includes delicious jiaozi, but also includes the affection between family members!
New Year's Eve passed like this, but it left me with many good memories. It was an unforgettable New Year's Eve!
2. New Year's Eve reunion dinner
The long-awaited New Year's Eve is today, and 2020 is about to draw a perfect full stop. I heard that the sound of 202 1 is in my ear.
New Year's Eve, of course, should be lively and happy. I'm wearing new clothes and holding a lighter. Firecrackers are being set off! Mom and Dad are cooking in the kitchen, including jiaozi!
"Have a meal!" My mother called and immediately aroused my appetite. I put down all kinds of fireworks in my hand. At first glance, there are exquisite plates on the dining table, instead of black rice bowls. My parents' exquisite cooking skills and delicious food made me unable to help but drool over three thousands of feet. Although the living room is small, it is well decorated, which is very different from yesterday. I raised my metal chopsticks, picked up a round jiaozi with a general's belly, swallowed it all at once, and secretly let out a cry: Cool. After a while, the children's dishes were served. In the evening, Mom and Dad ate jiaozi with a happy smile, talked about their work while eating, and watched them talking and laughing. Isn't it a raise?
The Spring Festival Gala starts at eight o'clock sharp. The first thing that caught my eye was the grand stage where several ethnic minorities performed. Although I didn't understand the lyrics, I guessed. It must be wishing a better life in the new year.
As time goes by, the New Year's bell is about to ring. I happily asked my parents to hold fireworks and light them on time at the moment of the handover between 2020 and 20021year, and the fuse burned to the end. A golden thread suddenly gushed out of the fireworks, which cut through the dark night sky and made many loud noises in all directions. Many people and I have chosen this moment to celebrate. I don't know if the people around me were photographed by fireworks, or if everyone was excited. Their faces turned red. I climbed to the top floor of the building with excitement. The fireworks around us seem to be close at hand and countless. Some of them drag their golden tails behind them, some shine brightly, and some are colorful, like rainbows on the horizon. Under the dim light, I can vaguely hear the continuous firecrackers in the distance, as if a thick cloud was synthesized, as if with flying snowflakes, embracing the city and the sky.