高一年级关于春节的英语作文

AlunarNewYear,nodoubt,issound,tasteandtownship.

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一个春节，无疑便在于声、味、乡。

爆竹声中一岁除。过年的曲谱中，烟花是低沉而隆重的大鼓，重重的一声声爆响，伴随着大伞的散花、金龙的出落和弧形的彩虹，在这儿的每个角落一朵、一双、一群、一片、一世界地盛放，在瞬间迸发出无与伦比的光彩。八仙桌上的谈笑，与庆祝的掌声，轻灵清脆，不禁联想到“琴瑟友之”——它自然是尽情的琴声了，笑的柔和让周围的每个人都情不自己地欢欣起来。然后是一声清亮的锣响，它就是午夜时分新年的那一阵欢呼，虽短，但余音袅袅，不绝如缕，一直绵延着，就如一条溪，汩汩地流向明年。最终，有一串编钟声，它那么神秘，好像是时间的流逝，是沧海尽头年兽的咆哮。

走过每一个门洞，都有一阵阵的香飘来。像是腊肉那硬硬的香，像是羊肉汤那热乎乎的香，像是粗粮天然的香，像是馒头新鲜出炉的香，像是香肠有嚼劲的香，像是饺子一包汁的香，像是坚果干脆的香，像是陈年佳994酿醇醇的香……这香味，就如它们本身。一缕香，一丝味，一盘菜，一桌人，一捧幸福。我最喜欢汤圆，白白胖胖，安静地躺在汤里。它圆满的外表下，那甜稠的芝麻馅，宛然一颗爱心。

简举最红的动画片《熊出没之过年》中的一情景：就算一个伐木工，也懂得，妈妈的饺子，爸爸的酒，都是期待着日历的那一页，岁末除夕的到来。不管是冰冷的雾淞，晃动的冬笋，飞驰的火车，灿亮的灯光……乡，只有一个，让游子不倦地飞奔。

但是你的身边有这样的场面吗：在手机的点击声中，手里的速冻汤圆不慎滑落在地，跌得粉碎，像轰雷般提醒了你，今年春节要去香港旅游。如是这样，声呢?味呢?乡呢?