Again, the Spring Festival in the cheers of the children, the ringing of firecrackers in the morning, it quietly again.

For many children, the arrival of the Spring Festival is happy, they sing, they dance, to celebrate their festival day yue. But for me, the Spring Festival is not so good, the arrival of the Spring Festival, but can't bring me joy. Because, I am a child of the poor. I wake up in the morning, when the Spring Festival just think: "if I can get parents accident in the morning of New Year's money, can have a lot of snacks to eat, that it would be great! When thought of here can't help jumped out of bed, but the cruel fact had to let me out of the fire of hope in my heart. I'm a telling myself: don'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.

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Is a series of firecrackers, put me back from the past. Yes, I it's time to get up, though not parents' money, and the wide variety of snacks, but bed.

I finished at very fast speed wash and dress, when I step out the door, hall scene caught my eye, that's right! That is my mom and dad put out snacks, that'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't lost!" I was stunned. Asked: "mom, family situation is bad, we get lucky money stem what?" Mom smiled: "silly child, reform and opening up so long, my situation is much better, is mom and dad I'm sorry you before, but later, don't have to be poor, you can rest assured with good." "There are snack, eat more." I'm bouncing, ran to the front of the dim sum, caught a handful, happily pigged out.

I lean against the door, in one hand and a snack, a hand holding mother gave me money, then looked at the group of children playing nearby broke, listening to the adults said bless "get rich" in the New Year, and is that a proliferation of firecrackers, heart feel carefree!

春节又到了，在孩子们的欢呼声中，在清晨那清脆的爆竹声中，它再一次悄然而至。

对于众多孩子来说，春节的到来是令人高兴的，他们唱歌，他们跳舞，以庆祝他们的喜庆节曰。但对于我来说，春节没有这么好，春节的到来，却不能给我带来喜悦。因为，我是穷人家的孩子。每当春节早上我一醒来，就在想：“要是我早上能意外得到父母的压岁钱，能有好多的点心吃，那该有多好呀!每当想到这里便情不自禁地跳下床，可是，无情的事实不得不让我熄灭了心中的希望之火。我不得不再一次告诫自己：别再痴心妄想了，你是穷人家的孩子，然后，我只有默默地坐在门口，望着别家孩子们欢乐的笑脸。

又是一阵清脆的爆竹声，把我从往事中拉了回来。是啊，我该起床了，尽管得不到父母的压岁钱，还有那琳琅满目的点心，可床还是得起的。

我以极快的速度梳洗完毕，当我跨出房门时，厅堂里的一幕吸引了我的目光，没错!那是我爸妈摆放出来的点心，没错的!当我想到这时，妈妈走了过来，手里还拿了一张崭新的50元人民币，带着无限关爱说：“丽，新年快乐，这是你今年的压岁钱，拿好，别丢了!”我顿时惊呆了。问道：“妈，我们家庭状况不好，拿压岁钱干啥?”妈笑了笑：“傻孩子，改革开放这么久了，我家状况也好多了，以前是爸妈对不起你，但是以后，不用再受穷了，你就放心拿着好了。”“那边还有点心，多吃点。”我一蹦一跳，跑到点心前，抓了一大把，开心地吃了个痛快。

我靠着门边，一手拿着点心，一手捏着妈妈给我的压岁钱，再望着不远处那群孩子打闹的情景，听着大人们说着“新年发财”的祝语，耳畔是那此起彼伏的爆竹声，心中不觉畅快无比!