The Spring Festival is the oldest festival in China. It has a history of over two thousand years. This is also my f**orite holiday. Nothing can make me feel happier than it is.
This years new years Eve, people are finally busy, some fish, some chickens, some sheep. High streets and back lanes h**e already put on the red festive costumes, red lanterns hung on trees, Chinese node; the door, on the wall, signage pasted greatly , the antithetical couplet, window, the house dressed like a pretty girl, all over the country, again immersed in the festive.
My family is no exception, early in the morning, the day dawn, grandma started busy cleaning the house, listen to my grandma said, in addition to the new years Eve, is intended to remove, and everyone should be in todays cleaning, put all the poortransportation bad luck were all swept out of the house. I hurriedly grabbed the rag in my grandmothers hand, and shred all the furniture and doors and windows in the house. Like the new ones, I was swept clean and prayed for good luck next year.
Eating lunch to prepare for the evening meal, my hometown is Nantong, the evening meal must eat reunion, meaning a round and round. Grandpa happy stuffing, Dad, mom, I rubbed Rice noodles, grandma rubbing together. My mother said, the three of us to a reunion game to see who rub, rub the reunion and fast, the best craft grandma, Mariko and I do all in fine fig, reunion, like the ball, flat, I had to show the white feather, the mother said: the reunion bag jujube son, who eat this year is the most fortunate people, and she has a date to the reunion, I thought that want to eat a person is me.