After the fathers had been sacrificed to the father, we drove along the path to our mother's ancestors, along with the sound of firecrackers, the sounds of questioning and the laughter of the ears.
Since the graves of my mother's ancestors were more than a dozen miles away, and all of them were country roads, we were in a hurry to catch up earlier. Because just snowed, the road is not very easy, we decided not to go into gully, but from the hillside to find the path with the dry point, suddenly, I saw a lonely grave, weeds from birth, and no one visit.
I thought, if people really have the spirit of heaven, don't they feel lonely, their children? I told dad the idea.
The father said: "to worship the deceased ancestors, formerly a feudal superstition activity, but now, has simplified, is only a kind of etiquette, is to own ancestors of respect."
After the meal, my father said, "this year our country has suffered a snowstorm, so many people can't rush home to celebrate the New Year, but they have been talking on the phone to greet their families. If people knew it first, they would understand it.
"There are still many people, they are busy in their respective jobs, this year our country will host the Olympic Games, the country is speeding up development, everyone is working hard!"
I thought, "yes, if the ancestors knew it, they would understand and be happy. People are building a good new life."
Before long, we arrived at mother's ancestral grave, the same feelings, the same worship, I also solemnly made three bow.
Walking back, I found a new cement road to the mountain village, there are many busy people, carrying bag, and walked out this unfinished road, on their way to their jobs.
In the first year of the New Year, I went with my father and my mother to pay a New Year visit to my relatives.
"Boom and boom," we knocked on the door of our aunt's house. The door opened, and the great aunt smiled at her sister with a smile. "Auntie, sister, happy New Year! I congratulated my aunt on the New Year when I walked in the door. People greet each other New Year, the big aunt is busy to make us tea water, produced a lot of delicious, the most important is give me a 200 yuan red envelope! At this moment, I found that uncle was not at home, and I asked, "aunt, uncle," "well, he knows the work all day, and the house doesn't care." This is not, big New Year's day to go to unit shift." 'she pretended to be angry. But I don't believe she's really angry. She's got a smile on her face.
Goodbye to my aunt and sister, we set out on the train to our hometown. My maternal grandmother has another aunt in loudi, so we are going to go to loudi! It took two and a half hours to get to loudi railway station. My grandfather was the train station, and I took two steps to go home. As soon as he entered the door, grandpa came to meet him. "Grandpa," gong said, "get rich. Get it in red packets!" Grandpa laughed from ear to ear, hurriedly gave me a red envelope, I opened a look, hi, again have 200 yuan! Oh, I have a big income this year!
After dinner, we came to our great aunt's house. My brother was waiting downstairs, and he was setting off firecrackers! Seeing my brother is the happiest thing for me, because he can always come up with a lot of funny ideas. He can't wait to drag me to his house to play the racing game, so exciting!
Time flies so fast that it's almost dark. My aunt's cooking is the best in our family, so be sure to stay and taste the big dinner she has prepared for us! Faced with a table of delicious food, a large family gathered around the table, everyone with a happy smile on their faces, I really felt "life is sweeter than honey"!
I can't help looking forward to next year's New Year!
To tell you the truth，I don t like the Spring Festival at all.
When I was young I liked it very much，because I could had something tasty to eat during the Spring Festival，and I could enjoy very wonderful TV programmes，too，I also could had much free time during which I could did something I liked to do.
I don t like it now， there are many reasons.
Firstly，I can t have a good time during the Festival.
Every New Year s Eve something unpleasant often happens.
Once I quarreled with my second brother.
Secondly，I can t relax myself during the Festival.
I have to do many things，watch so many TV programmes， meet so many people，all these things make me very tired.
Thirdly，spending one Spring Festival means that I become one year older，I don t like to be old.
I want to live longer and be young all the time.
Readers， what is your opinions about the Spring Festival?Please tell us，we can share our opinions.
Thanks for reading! Goodbye.
On New Year's eve, the family was busy with the evening meal, and I took the opportunity to walk downstairs. Every Spring Festival, our family will fly back to sichuan to visit the grandmother who is alone, and this year is no exception. But I think it's a waste of time to go back to my hometown. Better to stay in shenzhen, so this year the family made an exception and left grandma alone in their hometown.
In the deserted street, several fallen leaves fell asleep, and several children were stealing small firecrackers on the side of the building. Suddenly a full head of silver, neatly dressed grandma came into sight. Grandma? No, she's not grandma, but that's just like it! I couldn't help wondering. She looked at me carefully, but her eyes gradually faded.
"Well, you look so much like my granddaughter that you thought the children were coming back!" She looked at me disappointed. "What a coincidence! You look just like my grandma! By the way, didn't your children come back?" "I asked, wary of touching the weakest part of her heart. She a rigid body, a long time to just nodded softly replied: "granddaughter heavy school, children have their own life, is hoping they can accompany in my side, but after all, parents still wants children to be successful!" I face a red, the head gradually low, I again how not so ah! Only think about the situation, but forget that for the old man to us like a rolling Yangtze river of missing!
The old woman saw my abnormality, patted my head and said, "we are the roots, your parents are tree trunks and branches, and you are green leaves and red flowers on the trees. Go home often. They're very lonely." I nodded hard and said with a lump in my throat, "I don't forget to dig the well. Thank you, grandma, for making this clear." I took a deep bow to her and rushed home.
In this bustling world, everyone is too care about their pace of life, in people gradually fade out of her mind at the same time, oneself also became a traveler, sophisticated has evaporated.
Pushing the door open, I ran into my room, grabbed my phone and dialed the familiar number. "Hey, baby granddaughter? An expectant sound of a vocal cord is introduced into the ear. I have a sweet smile on my face, "it's me, grandma, I'm sorry... "This Spring Festival is the most unforgettable one, I lost the time of study, but realized a person's truth!
The Chinese New Year is now popularly known as the Spring Festival because it starts from the Begining of Spring . Its origin is too old to be traced. Several explanations are hanging around. All agree, however, that the word Nian, which in modern Chinese solely means year , was originally the name of a monster beast that started to prey on people the night before the beginning of a new year.
One legend goes that the beast Nian had a very big mouth that would swallow a great many people with one bite. People were very scared. One day, an old man came to their rescue, offering to subdue Nian. To Nian he said, I hear say that you are very capable, but can you swallow the other beasts of prey on earth instead of people who are by no means of your worthy opponents? So, it did swallow many of the beasts of prey on earth that also harassed people and their domestic animals from time to time.
After that, the old man disappeared riding the beast Nian. He turned out to be an immortal god. Now that Nian is gone and other beasts of prey are also scared into forests, people begin to enjoy their peaceful life. Before the old man left, he had told people to put up red paper decorations on their windows and doors at each year s end to scare away Nian in case it sneaked back again, because red is the color the beast feared the most.
From then on, the tradition of observing the conquest of Nian is carried on from generation to generation. The term Guo Nian , which may mean Survive the Nian becomes today Celebrate the Year as the word guo in Chinese having both the meaning of pass-over and observe . The custom of putting up red paper and firing fire-crackers to scare away Nian should it have a chance to run loose is still around. However, people today have long forgotten why they are doing all this, except that they feel the color and the sound add to the excitement of the celebratio
As The Spring Festival is coming, I decide to tell you something about Spring Festival .
Spring Festival ,known as the Chinese New Year,which counts from the first day in the lunar calendar ,and is the most important holiday in China.From late January to early February,Chinese people are busy preparing for the New Year.They clean their houses ,have their hair cut,and buy new clothes .Jiaozi or dumpling is most popular.To those who live far away from their home,this festival is also a framily reunion occasion.
And they often go back home to celebrate the festival with their family.At the time,the children will play the fireworks and firecracker。further more，once the children greet to olds， for return,the olds will give the children lucky money.and last The first day of the new year is the time when people visit their friends and wish each other good luck in the new year,remember to be happy！
When the Spring Festival finally came, we finished the dumplings early, and our family gathered around the TV, waiting for the Spring Festival party.
The Spring Festival gala has finally begun, and each program is wonderful. What I like most is liu qian's magic show. He had a mirror, a water glass and a straw. He poured some coffee into a cup. He said he would drink coffee in the mirror! I don't believe a hundred. Keep Shouting: "he's a liar! He lies! When he finished his coffee, I looked at it. Think in the heart: I also want to be like liu qian like the magician when I grow up.
After seeing the Spring Festival party, dad said, "let's go and set off fireworks!"
"Let's go! Great!" "I said excitedly.
"Oh, that's great, let the fireworks go!" I jumped at the heels of my father.
Dad lit the fireworks. "bang!" "Bang!" A few flames flew up into the sky, and the fireworks, like beautiful flowers, appeared to be competing with each other.
After dinner, because I was very tired, I went to bed early.
This is my happiest day. I look forward to the next Spring Festival.
Banging the firecrackers and finally promote the time to 20xx, the people excited sleepless nights, the fireworks in the night and fireworks exploding in the dark night, laughter printed on each person's face, on the composition of the Spring Festival.
On the morning of the first day of the New Year, according to the custom of the hometown, the elders should not only pay a New Year's greetings to the elders, but also pay a "New Year" to the family. So early in the morning, we drove toward home, the last year and this year's harvest hope told ancestors, we, too, with the feelings of joy and excitement to the countryside, the ancestor worship offering.
My hometown is in the country, and according to our custom, it is the forefathers of the father. But this year is not the same. After all the discussion, we decided that the fathers and parents of both parents should worship the sacrifice.
Rural road, everywhere can see could crowd, all carry the incense and paper money, with offerings, to their ancestral burial site, everyone's face with a laugh, and I can see you, everyone good harvest last year, are anxious to put himself a year of harvest told underground people first.
Of firecrackers, asked all the way, all the way, soon, we got to grandpa's grave, father lit candles, lit prepare paper, and also put up the firecrackers, and then solemnly upon the three heads, the last year and this year's harvest hope told grandpa's soul.
Next, everyone salutes in turn.