the spring festival came again, and in the cheers of the children, in the early morning of the crackle of firecrackers, it again quietly.
for many children, the arrival of the spring festival is delightful, they sing, they dance, to celebrate their festival day. but for me, the spring festival is not so good, the arrival of the spring festival, but can not bring me joy. because i#39;m a poor kid. i wake up in the morning, when the spring festival just think: "if i can get parents accident in the morning of new year#39;s money, can have a lot of snacks to eat, that it would be great! when thought of here can#39;t help jumped out of bed, but the cruel fact had to let me out of the fire of hope in my heart. i#39;m a telling myself: don#39;t be wishful thinking, you are children of the poor, and then, i only sitting silently in the doorway, looking at other children happy smiling face.
there was another crackling noise, pulling me back from the past. yes, i should get up, even though i can#39;t get the lucky money from my parents, and there#39;s a lot of dim sum, but the bed still needs to get up. i finished my washing at breakneck speed, and as i stepped out of the door, the scene in the hall caught my eye, yes! that#39;s my parents#39; refreshments, that#39;s right! when i think of this, mother walked to come over, the hand also took a new 50 yuan, with infinite care, said: "lili, happy new year, this is your lucky money this year, with good, don#39;t lost!" i was shocked. ask: "mom, our family is in bad condition, take the lucky money to do what?" mother smiled: "silly child, reform and opening up so long, my home situation is also much better, before it was the parents sorry for you, but later, do not need to be poor again, you can rest assured to take good." "there#39;s refreshments over there. eat more." i jumped and ran to the snack, grabbed a big one and had a good time.