It’s the New Year, every family is beaming with joy, and everyone is smiling. On the streets, festive red can be seen everywhere, and the fragrance of New Year's Eve dinner can be faintly smelled from every house; at home, everyone is busy cleaning, posting couplets, and hanging lanterns. The following is the content of a sixth-grade composition about the Spring Festival Eve dinner. Welcome to read! Sixth grade composition on Spring Festival Eve dinner
"It’s the New Year! It’s the New Year!" Amid people’s laughter, we ushered in a brand new year, and everything was filled with a joyful festive atmosphere.
The Spring Festival is a traditional festival of our Chinese nation, so adults pay special attention to it. For the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, our family all got up early. Dad killed the chicken, grandpa bought fish, grandma made noodles to make dumplings, and my mother and I were tasked with pasting Spring Festival couplets.
At this time, my aunt’s family came, each of them holding delicious and fun things in their hands. Time passed so fast, and it was night in a blink of an eye. I saw my father wearing the apron that my mother used to cook. I asked my father: "Why are you wearing your mother's apron?" My father looked at me and said with a smile: "Let my mother cook today." Have a good rest and watch Dad show off!" With that said, Dad rolled up his arms and sleeves and walked into the kitchen. At this time, I saw the happiness on my mother's face. I then followed my father into the kitchen and saw my father holding a wok in his left hand and a frying spoon in his right hand. They were already frying. My father was very agile and really looked like a chef! While I was watching, I applauded my father and wrote 8 essays about eating the New Year’s Eve dinner during the Spring Festival. After working for a long time, my father prepared a table of delicious dishes, including chicken stewed with mushrooms, braised pork, boiled fish, and my favorite, braised prawns... I was already salivating just by looking at it.
At this time, the sound of firecrackers outside was heard one after another, and the new year had begun. My brother and I paid New Year greetings to our elders, and each of the elders gave us lucky money. I was so happy!
This is a happy year, an unforgettable year. I wish everyone all the best and peace. We must learn to cherish the happy life we ??have now! Sixth Grade Composition on Spring Festival Eve Dinner
When New Year’s Eve was only two days away, my parents and I happily embarked on the road back to our hometown in the countryside, carrying large and small bags.
As soon as I entered the courtyard gate, I saw my dear grandfather very busy. He was cleaning the eaves and walls with a long feather duster. I remember my grandpa said that if you clean up the dust from previous years, there will be a new atmosphere and good omens for the coming year. Seeing this scene, my mother quickly put down her luggage, took the tools from grandpa's hands, and said, "Dad, let me do it." I also volunteered to join in as my mother's little assistant. She swept the floor, and I mopped the floor behind. Grandpa looked at us and my mother happily. After a while, grandma in the kitchen called me: "Yuyu, come and help grandma make buns." Steaming buns is a traditional custom here. Grandma has already made the dough and prepared various fillings. I followed my grandma's example, took a piece of dough and put it in my hands, dug a small hole in the dough with my fingers, then used a spoon to pick out an appropriate amount of meat filling and put it in the small hole in the dough, and then pinched it. Obedient, it refused to turn into a fat bun, and insisted on turning into a flat pancake. The buns were not wrapped properly, so my whole body was covered in flour, making me look like a little flower girl. Grandma saw my embarrassed look and smiled from ear to ear. Grandma skillfully made many big buns. She said: "The steamed buns are big, which indicates that the next year will be prosperous and prosperous." The fat and white buns came out steaming. Such cute and tender buns, I really couldn't bear to eat them.
The long-awaited New Year’s Eve has arrived, and my father and I are busy posting couplets. Dad first lays out the couplet, then carefully applies glue on the reverse side of the couplet, and then sticks it on the door. A couplet with the slogan "A good start to the new year, and successful festivals year after year" was displayed in front of me. I also imitated my father’s example and put the word “福” on it. The word "福" should be pasted upside down, which means blessing has arrived.
In the evening, grandma cooked a sumptuous reunion dinner. Grandpa brought liquor and drinks, our family said blessings to each other, and we had the last dinner of 2014 amidst laughter and laughter.
At this time, grandpa quietly said to me: "Yuyu, hide behind the door and eat pig tails. You will definitely grow into a big man next year." I snickered and said: "Okay, okay."
"Crackling", the lively sound of firecrackers sounded. Dad also quickly lit the firecrackers placed on the ground. I saw the red firecrackers like a fiery snake drilling through the tunnel. It swam happily from one end to the other and disappeared in the blink of an eye. When the firecrackers burned out, I took out the "Flying Eagle Bombs" that I had prepared and asked my father to help me light them. After lighting them, the "Flying Eagle Bombs" made a "chichichi" sound and then "boom". It began to perform wonderfully, and each sound became louder, brighter, and higher. Finally, it spread like a blooming chrysanthemum to the treetops, then transformed into countless small sparks and fell from the treetops. The bright light it emits during the burning process shines on the earth, like lighting a colorful lamp on the earth. Sixth grade composition on Spring Festival Eve dinner
Today is New Year’s Eve, the annual New Year’s Eve.
This year’s attendance is the last day of the Year of the Horse, which also means the beginning of the Year of the Sheep. This afternoon, we came to grandma's house. On the road, there are sounds of firecrackers everywhere: some are booming and booming, like thunder; some are sporadic "cracking", and some are "swishing", like the sound of gun bullets...
Unconsciously, we arrived at grandma’s house. Grandma came over in a hurry, and when we got out of the car, my sister and I both shouted: "Hello, Grandma!" Grandma said kindly: "I'm growing taller again..." Before Grandma could finish speaking, Dad asked us to post Spring Festival couplets. I first picked up a Spring Festival couplet and stood tremblingly on the shelf. Then I took a glue gun and sprayed glue on the back of the Spring Festival couplet. Then the position was fixed, and my sister stood not far away from the shelf to direct. In the voice of my sister's "Higher point!" Then stick the lower part, and a Spring Festival couplet is finished. Then, I posted another one in the same way.
After posting the Spring Festival couplets, we started to eat the New Year’s Eve dinner. There are various dishes for the New Year’s Eve dinner, including crabs, braised fish, braised pork, lion heads, eight-treasure dishes... *** There are 11 dishes. Dishes are placed on the table, and the aroma of rice fills the room. This is the taste of home!
After the New Year’s Eve dinner, we started to set off firecrackers. I picked up a small cylindrical firecracker. My sister hid aside and did not dare to light it. I bravely ran over to light it under the leadership of my father. After lighting the fire, I heard the sound of "sizzling" and immediately ran away. The fireworks of small tubular firecrackers are like a fountain, slowly expanding upward, rising and falling, colorful, so beautiful! Dad started to set off other types of firecrackers. The firecrackers flew into the sky with a "swish" sound, and bloomed in the air, like a goddess scattering flowers, sprinkling colorful flowers. Looking around, there are all kinds of fireworks everywhere in the night, really like a long picture that you can never tire of.
After setting off the firecrackers, we have to leave. Grandma and uncle quickly put new year's money in our hands. We got in the car and waved goodbye to grandma and uncle.
On the road, roaring lanterns were hung on the street lamps on both sides, exuding a strong sense of joy; in the night, fireworks lit up corner after corner, lighting up the way home; rumbling The sound of firecrackers comes and goes, making New Year's Eve very lively.
When we got home, my sister and I neatly placed the New Year’s money under the pillow, because this was the blessing from our elders!
New Year’s Eve is so unforgettable!