一放寒假,少年就盼着过年。过年好啊,有肉吃,有新衣,还有灯戏。小伙伴们眼睛贼亮,朝路上望了又望,好像年这家伙,是坐拖拉机来的。少年不稀罕这些,他想要的,是花炮。三十夜里,嘭嘭响、笑呵呵的花炮。去年,他是没搞赢马小淘的。马小淘住城里,年年回这里放花炮。他的货色真多啊,冲天炮,喷火筒,满地转,一个接一个。爹给他的那些玩意,衰得像只抱鸡婆,赖在地上,扑腾,扑腾,就是飞不起来。大家不哄笑,他也会无地自容的。想起往年的辉煌,少年很失落,把自己一只不响也不转的土花炮,狠狠地踢进了臭水沟。爹牵着他回家时,很坚决地说:“明年,爹一定给你弄一大 A winter vacation, young people looking forward to the Chinese New Year. Chinese New Year is good, there is meat to eat, new clothes, there are lights show. Small partners eyes thief bright, looked on the road looked again, as if this guy, is to take a tractor. Teenager do not care about these, he wants, is a fireworks. Thirty night, sounded, Xiaohe fireworks. Last year, he did not really win the competition. Ma Xiaotao live in the town, put back fireworks every year. His goods so much ah, sky shots, flame tube, Montreal, one by one. Daddy to those of his stuff, like falling as the only chicken, rely on the ground, thumping, thumping, that is, can not fly. We do not laugh, he will be groundless. Recalling the glories of previous years, young people are very lost, their own one does not ring does not turn the fireworks, fiercely kicked into the stinky ditch. Father holding him home, very firmly said: ”next year, my father will give you a big deal