春节英语作文

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春节英语作文 篇1

　　Time is fast, the Spring Festival is coming again, which reminds me of my most memorable Spring Festival, which is really a grievance Spring Festival.

　　That day, my dad took me to her grandmother's home after worship pay New Year's call to my grandmother, years later, my father let me go to grandpa grandpa's side to pay New Year's call, and I will not say a word, because some time ago, my grandfather and I had a few things a bit strange, Grandpa, Grandpa later if the two of us don't say a word. I think: if I talk to him, to take him a respect for Grandpa, take like a passing wind, if I do not speak, not free to go home dad beating, but to respect Grandpa, I think he would rather go home beaten should respect. So, I haven't spoken all the time. My father saw me so long that I didn't speak for a long time. I thought I didn't give my grandfather a new year's respect for my grandfather, so he was furious, and I went home with a breath of breath. Go all the way, make a noise, and hit my butt every now and then, swollen my butt. Back home, my ass hurts, while I was crying with pain and think what had happened: the quarrel is not obviously is Grandpa, Grandpa will not let me speak to him, then all blame me unjustly.

　　Later, my mother knew about this thing, the father scolded, dad know why, and I quickly said: "I'm sorry, dad was wrong about you, then, I must first make it clear to understand to comment."

　　That Spring Festival is my most memorable Spring Festival, every year the spring festival about the Spring Festival will always be unlocked.

春节英语作文 篇2

　　新年的炮声吓退了寒风，人们都沉浸在团聚的欢乐中，可我却忧心忡忡。

　　——题记

　　随着震耳欲聋的炮声，年已无声无息地来临，可我却第一次感到年的伤感，因为奶奶此时重病缠身，卧床不起。

　　寒风与雪送走了严冬，新春的第一屡阳光，照射在人身上感到春的味道，大地在这温暖中催促着万物生长，可我却未曾感受到它的温暖，风从耳边吹过，仿佛是来自住院奶奶的阵阵呼唤，我总是想去探望伴我长大的奶奶，可时间把我禁锢在补课中，我像那笼中的小鸟没有自由。

　　年关已至，祥和的气氛渐渐涌动，我也补完了课，而奶奶却回到老家养病，距离在霎时间又疏远了几分。于是，坐火车踏上了回家的归途，在漫长的'火车行程中，我望着窗外的荒凉的景色，不禁想起卧床的奶奶，好似这荒山，已失去了青春年华，开始老化。转过路口，一片嫩绿嵌在荒凉之上，他们被风无情的抛在这里，却没有抱怨，立地生根，不怕雨雪和风沙，我恍然觉得这种精神像奶奶在和病魔作斗争一样，看到一丝的希望，便找到了生命的信仰。我轻轻地摸出一张奶奶的照片，仔细地摩挲着，想起曾经的时光，也是这列火车，奶奶和我坐在一起谈笑风生，共度欢乐时光，可时间也在考验着奶奶的毅力，想着想着，泪流不已，打湿了照片，模糊了记忆。

　　终于到了，我在热闹的村落，寻找着熟悉而温暖的小屋，追寻着阳光，推开那扇镌刻着斑斑锈迹沉沉的木门，看到熟悉的小院，嗅到泥土的芳香，心中默念到：“奶奶，我回来了”，偌大的枣树枝头上，还挂着几颗熟透而干瘪的红枣，那是老院的守护神，虽几年未见，但它依然挺拔，岁月似一把无形尖刀在它的身躯上，刻上苍老的痕迹，可它却不服老，虽然它扎根营养缺乏，无人照料的地界，但是它尽自己的力量汲取土地的能量，茁壮成长，那粗壮的树干便是见证。春风徐徐吹来，像似为它舒展筋络，吹嫩了枣树枝，抹去了冬日里的颓废态，重新成长起来，它仿佛同奶奶一样，在逆境中与困难作战，心中的希望支撑着生命。

　　我轻轻推开奶奶的房门，看见奶奶正依偎在爸爸怀中，姑姑正用小勺子，一勺一勺，小心地喂着，嘴里絮叨着：“过年了，你看这么多人来看你……”，奶奶沧桑的脸上正洋溢着幸福的笑，看着这温馨一幕，我的心里一震，顿时泪流满面，微微闭上眼睛，心里默默为奶奶祈祷……

　　The wind off the new year, people are immersed in the joy of reunion, but I heavy-hearted.

　　The preface

　　With the deafening roar from the year has come, soundless and stirless but I felt for the first time, years of sad, because grandma this serious illness, completely bedridden.

　　The wind and the snow off the winter, spring sunshine on the first exposure, feel the spring in the person's taste, the earth in the warmth of her all things grow, but I did not feel the warmth, the wind blowing from the ear, as if from hospital grandmother bursts of call, I always want to visit with me my grandmother grew up, but the time my imprisonment in the lessons, I like the bird in the cage is not free.

　　The year has been to the peaceful atmosphere gradually surging, I have finished the course, and my grandma has returned home to recuperate, all of a sudden and distant distance in a. So, sit on the train home, in the long train trip, I looked out the window of the wild scenery, can not help but think of bedridden grandmother, like the hills, has lost youth, age. Around the intersection, a green block in the wild, they are ruthless wind thrown in here, did not complain, not afraid of rain and snow and sand site root, and I suddenly feel like grandma in this spirit and fight, to see a glimmer of hope, will find life faith. I gently touched a grandma's photo, carefully rubbed, remember the time, is this train, grandma and I sat together talking, spend time, time is also a test of her perseverance, thinking, tears, wet photos, vague memory.

　　Finally, I in the bustling village, to find a familiar and warm room, follow the sun, open the door engraved with rust heavy wooden door, saw the familiar small courtyard, smell the fragrance of the earth, say: "grandma, I come back", the huge tree branches, hanging a few ripe and dry red dates, it is the old school's patron saint, although a few years there, but it is still tall and straight, like an invisible knife years in its body, engraved with the old traces, but it is not old, although it is rooted in the lack of nutrition, unattended side, but do it the power of absorbing the energy of the land, to thrive, the stout trunk is the witness. The spring breeze blowing, like as it stretches jinlao, blowing tender jujube branch, to erase the decadent state in winter, to grow up, it seems the same as grandma, in the face of adversity and difficult battle, the hearts of hope sustains life.

　　I gently push the door to see grandma, grandma is nestled in the arms of my father, aunt with a spoon, a spoon, carefully fed, mouth nagging: "the Chinese new year, you see so many people come to see you......" On the face of grandma's vicissitudes, there is a happy smile on her face. Looking at this warm scene, my heart is suddenly shocked, and I burst into tears. I close my eyes slightly and silently pray for my grandmother.