My father, my mother is going out to play, we are seeing that the streets are very crowded, the air waves with firecrackers is now the smoke flavor, there iswearing clothes for holidays, each beaming. For us children, the New Year even more happy. I have in holding a red, yellow, green balloons, laughing incessantly.
Our family here in the square. Festival Square, many people are coloring balloons; people are queuing Wu Zhao is really a sea of joy, we are immersing in an atmosphere of this festive celebration.
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