One,
一、
Laowang sits on thatched cottage doorsill, there is a big cattail leaf fan in the hand, man Hanzhu is filled on the head, do not see fan needle shakes however, just tick off continuously tick off the ground to staring at courtyard doorway. Today is the Spring Festival, he what ought paper spring festival scrolls is waiting for a more important information.
老王坐在茅屋门槛上，手里握着一把大蒲扇，头上盛满汗珠，却不见扇尖抖动，只是直勾勾地盯着院子门口。今天是春节，本该糊春联的他在等着一个更重要的消息。
Till night, cold wind blast case, cattail leaf fan of old king discontinue, the carpet that makes along with handgrip wife is taken out, wrap around to go up in the body, had a careless stem again, put in the mastication in the mouth, every are bitten, brow and mouth are knitted. The light that leaves a town till hill shines entirely, just see one individual shadow shines into the courtyard, laowang rises hastily, half step is greeted.
直到夜晚，寒风阵起，老王搁下蒲扇，随手把妻子做的地毯抽出，披在身上，又扯了一根草茎，放在嘴里咀嚼，每咬一次，眉毛和嘴就皱一下。直到山下城市的灯全部亮起，才见一个人影闪进院子，老王急忙起身，快步迎去。
"Pa, we distributed 700 mus of land! Still have a whole firework, village secretary of a Party or League branch calls us to celebrate a festival well. " the nerve that old Wang Kuai bursts apart loosened to come down, face about, give an one box match from house.
“爸，咱家分到了七百亩土地！还有一整盒烟花，村支书叫我们好好过节。”老王快崩裂的神经松了下来，转身，从屋里递出一盒火柴。
The Spring Festival, first time of this little village and city are resonant.
春节，这个小村子第一次与城市共鸣。
2,
二、
Laoli sits in room of village security personnel, 10 pictures before are full of mischievous child, the old person of the youth of josh and smile.
老李坐在小区保安室，眼前的十个画面尽是顽皮的孩子，说笑的年轻人和微笑的老人。
He is kneaded rub an eye, rely on the back of the chair, hit a big yawn. Village public security is better and better recently, he feels relaxed gradually. Vacuum cup of to turn on, close lightly is taking Yu Wen's tea readily, cock cross-legged or with ankle on knee, preparation takes a nap, suddenly, a firework strings together God empty, illumed 11 camera lens.
他揉揉眼睛，靠住椅背，打了个大哈欠。最近小区治安越来越好，他渐渐感到轻松。拧开保温杯，抿一口带着余温的茶，翘起二郎腿，准备打盹，忽然间，一支烟花串上天空，点亮了十一个镜头。
3,
三、
Old Zhang You is carrying an iron broom, mechanically raze is the butt of the ground, withered leaf, left hand is extended into lap, draw out a banknotes of one to be folded together, a piece a piece of ground break up lane.
老张右手提着一把铁扫帚，机械地刮去地面的烟头、枯叶，左手则伸进衣兜，掏出毛票叠在一起，一张一张地翻弄。
Can buy to the son eventually admire long already firework in the heart. Think of here, he sweeps the floor more exert to one's utmost, brow is extended, cave in of corners of the mouth; Feel again, smile is even more bright. Burning sun high above in the sky, illuminate on telegraph pole, appear immediately a Gao Guang, mirror old Zhang Dangman's happy face.
终于可以给儿子买心仪已久的烟花了。想到这儿，他扫地更卖力，眉毛舒展，嘴角下陷；再摸摸，笑容越发灿烂。烈日当空，照在电线杆上，顿时出现一个高光，映出老张荡满幸福的脸。
