The weather in Hongsibao tomorrow

"The New Year is really lively." In my expectation day after day, the New Year has finally arrived, and people

The children got busy at once. Fireworks stalls also came out.

Doing business, the streets and alleys are boiling.

On this night, from time to time, several families will light fireworks.

Burn it and put it in the sky; Sometimes a few naughty children will come.

Join in the fun, throw your gun on the ground,

The earth screamed in pain. Every household is lit up.

Open it, someone is watching TV; Some people are having a party.

Rice; Others hold family concerts at home. The sky is

Colorful sparks form colors, and there are thousands of Qian Qian lights on the ground.

The fire is red.

I also told jokes and stories with some old classmates.

Story, my heart suddenly remind of a poem:

Except for the one-year-old in firecrackers,

The spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu.

Thousands of families have a bright future.

Always trade new peaches for old ones.

Yes, in the noise of firecrackers, I sent away the unforgettable.

Old age; How many warm spring winds are given to people with a smile.

The new year has arrived. We are one year older, and every family is open.

Doors and windows, let the bright sunshine shine into the house on New Year's Day.

In this firecrackers, is it not mixed with loud gongs?

Drums and cheerful instrumental music are full of hearty laughter.

And then what?

I am one year older, I should be more sensible, mom and

Dad has put so much effort into me that I will study hard.

Books, when they grow up, win glory for the motherland and make contributions to the motherland. Shinianshu

Wood, a hundred years of tree people. I will not let my parents and teachers down.

Hard work.

At the beginning of the winter vacation, the weather has been much warmer. Maybe this is the special care given to us by God. Standing on the balcony on the sixth floor, we can look around. There are silver tall buildings everywhere, dotted with green plants, which impact my sight with their bright colors and make me feel very comfortable. This is probably because I haven't had a rest for a long time. My winter vacation, blooming from the green, gave me the best rest.

Being alone is getting longer and longer. Apart from homework, computers have undoubtedly become an important part of my winter vacation life. Growing up, I played few games, but I was always inseparable from the computer. I always swim around online forums, enjoying the odd "nonsense" posts of internet addicts, and then at the end of the internet industry, I type a few strange symbols and inexplicable sentences and click "OK, reply", and my masterpiece will appear in front of thousands of people. How interesting! In the network, I can experience the network life that I can't feel in real life and speak freely. In the illusory world, we make friends without losing innocence, and every day we pile up beautiful "text pagodas" with gorgeous dividing lines. Maybe one day, the secret code we invented will become the special language of all my colleagues, and the joy of success is no less than the joy of winning the world championship. That kind of feeling is very subtle and will permeate my life happily.

Besides computers, getting together with friends is also a common thing in winter vacation. When I meet my primary school classmates again, when I see their faces, I seem to have returned to that nostalgic childhood, that nostalgic alma mater, as if our childhood dreams had returned to the original place at that moment. We will sit together, eat our favorite marshmallows, and repeat them bit by bit, which has merged into our young "family shortage", perhaps because we haven't seen each other for too long. Everyone has a lonely sadness on his face, but it is a happy smile, because everyone wants to give each other warmth, the kind of collective warmth that once permeated our lives. The scent of clover swims on our shoulders, and the sunlight is refracted through the glass window, which is particularly crystal clear. Friendship may really accompany us all our lives.

Of course, winter vacation life should also read books and newspapers. In school days, I read mostly textbooks and teaching AIDS, and rarely see books that I am satisfied with. I remember reading Xiao Si's Dream City a long time ago. From then on, I fell in love with his melancholy and gorgeous words. I've been hoping to read another book written by Xiao Si, but I haven't been able to realize this wish because of lack of time. In this winter vacation, I finally got a chance to read The Novelist, the editor-in-chief. He is still a division, and sadness and emptiness always appear in his articles, which are fascinating. It seems that all the glitz in the world was written by him, and it was written as a delicate gift from an angel. I think I will still deeply love his perfect words, just as I stubbornly love the world.

The winter vacation always seems to pass in a blink of an eye, and this leisurely day is coming to an end. Although I still miss it, I still want to keep this most beautiful moment, but a new life is unfolding and I want to rush out. . .