We look forward to the Spring Festival and the excitement of the world in thousands of fireworks and thousands of expectations. Walking in the streets and alleys of the city, we are confronted with red lanterns, golden lucky characters, and people's laughing encounters. Accompanied by the wind blowing in the morning, listening to the songs singing in my ears, I walk on the road to welcome spring, looking at the colors added to the world, which are the fireworks that are hard to meet in deep winter, and the spring that can not be blown away by the cold wind.You see, that string of lanterns, hanging high among the inky branches, with its silent and hot color, to rhyme the recovery of all things in the mountains and seas. Spring is coming quietly between our eyes and eyebrows, with shallow fragrance of flowers and warm sunshine. During the Spring Festival, we laughed and said goodbye to the time in the family's greetings. When the evening lights came on, we sat around and talked about our feelings. We walked through the familiar road in front of the door and met again. It was the simplest and warmest ile in life. - Draw a lantern, have a Spring Festival, we have never said the blessing, light hidden in the windward lantern, we have not read the concern, shallow in the quiet spring breeze, accompanied by the strong flavor of the world, stretch the eyebrows of the years, dye and paint the way of the New Year.