My feeling of The Spring Festival一篇英语作文（中英都要有）：我对春节的感受只要100多字

My feeling of The Spring Festival一篇英语作文（中英都要有）：我对春节的感受只要100多字
My feeling of The Spring Festival
一篇英语作文（中英都要有）：我对春节的感受
只要100多字

My feeling of The Spring Festival一篇英语作文（中英都要有）：我对春节的感受只要100多字
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My feeling of The Spring Festival
我对春节的感觉
I like Spring Festival.When Spring Festival is coming,my heart always gets to rejoice more and more.Occasionally I would be a little sentimental.
我喜欢春节,当春节来临的时候,我的心情总是越来越好,偶尔还有一点伤感.
When I was a girl,I lived in the rural-urban fringe zone in Wuhan.The people lived there kept traditional habits of Chinese peasants.
当我还是个小女孩的时候,我住在武汉郊区.住在那里的人们还保留着中国农村人的传统习俗.
My father was a worker,but his thought was like a typical peasant.Though my family was not well-off,when Midwinter came,he must buy much meat and fish to preserve.
我父亲是一位工人,但是他的思想就像一位传统的农家人.尽管我的家境不宽裕,当冬至来临的时候,父亲绝对会买很多大肉和鱼放在家里.
One or two weeks later,he took out the meat and fish and hung them in the sun.His memory was not good,but he never forgot to hang out and take back those meat and fish every day.When he was doing this,he was smiling,feeling satisfied.
一两个星期后,他把肉和鱼拿到太阳下去晒.他记性不好,但是他不会忘记每天把肉和鱼拿到太阳下去晒,晚上又收回来.当他干这些事的时候,脸上始终挂着笑容,感觉很满足.
On Spring Festival,he did many delicious dishes,asking his and my mother’s sisters and brothers to come to eat.In those special days,he never scolded us,even though we made big mistakes.He just forbad us speaking the word “death”,such as “I’m laughing to death” was forbidden.If we were not careful to speak it,he would be unhappy and stared at us angrily.
春节的时候,他亲自下厨做了很多美味的菜肴,与众多亲人一起吃团圆饭.在那些特别的日子里,即使我们犯了非常大的错误,他也绝不会责骂我们.他只是严禁我们说“死”之类的不吉祥的话,如“我要笑死了”就是绝对被禁止的.如果我们言语不慎,他将会很不爽,用用怒火中烧的眼神盯着我们看.

Spring Festival
I like Spring Festival. When Spring Festival is coming, my heart always gets to rejoice more and more. Occasionally I would be a little sentimental.
When I was a girl, I li...

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Spring Festival
I like Spring Festival. When Spring Festival is coming, my heart always gets to rejoice more and more. Occasionally I would be a little sentimental.
When I was a girl, I lived in the rural-urban fringe zone in Wuhan. The people lived there kept traditional habits of Chinese peasants. My father was a worker, but his thought was like a typical peasant. Though my family was not well-off, when Midwinter came, he must buy much meat and fish to preserve. One or two weeks later, he took out the meat and fish and hung them in the sun. His memory was not good, but he never forgot to hang out and take back those meat and fish every day. When he was doing this, he was smiling, feeling satisfied. On Spring Festival, he did many delicious dishes, asking his and my mother’s sisters and brothers to come to eat. In those special days, he never scolded us, even though we made big mistakes. He just forbad us speaking the word “death”, such as “I’m laughing to death” was forbidden. If we were not careful to speak it, he would be unhappy and stared at us angrily.
During I had postgraduate study in Shanghai, I went back Wuhan twice every year. At that time, my father was work-off and the income of my parents was very limited, but they always prepared much food to welcome my returning. When I took my boyfriend home the first time in the Spring Festival of 2001, my parents were very happy, because I was very old as a girl and they had been worrying my marriage very much. Before I returned home, I wrote a letter to my sister. I said on it that the boy was not handsome and I was afraid that mum and dad would not like him. But since we entered home, my parents couldn’t help laughing, especially my father. Every morning, they prepared a big bowl of noodle with many ingredients in it for us. Until today do my husband laugh at me that my family used so big bowl that his family has never used. There were only two rooms in my home, so my father, my boyfriend and my sister’s boyfriend lived in one room, and my mother, my sister and I lived in the other room. In the evening, my parents and their two future sons-in-law played Majiang, my sister and I were looking beside. I always couldn’t stand late, so I went to bed which was just beside the Majiang-table and fell asleep fast. Sometimes I was woken up by my sister’s voice, “Jiefu wins again. Jiefu wins again.” I opened my eyes and looked at them, my boyfriend laughed a lot, and my parents laughed even big more. The Spring Festival of that year is the only reunion of my family. How happy of that year! In 2002, I was pregnant and my mother came to Shanghai to look after me. At that year my father spent Spring Festival with my sister at Wuhan home. In 2003 my son was too little and we didn’t come back Wuhan. On June 30, 2003, my father who loved life so much passed away. From then on, it has been impossible for six people of the whole family spend Spring Festival together any more. It was from then on have I known what the meaning of death is. My dear father loved to preserve meat and fish and hang out them in the sun, but he could never do it again. He had hoped to play Majiang with his son-in-law, but he just enjoyed once in his life. He loved his grandson very much but he never heard his grandson calling him “Yeye.”
Since my father passed away, my mother lived with us and my sister came to Shanghai with her husband. So there is no much meaning to go back to Wuhan. When Spring Festival is coming, I envy those people who take his(her) small family to go to reunion with his(her) big family. They may have grate difficulty to buy tickets and they lose time to have rest, but how happy they are! When they enter home, they can see the happiest smile on their parents’ faces.
I love Spring Festival. I love the warm atmosphere in the family.

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