Every year, the thing I expect the most is the Spring Festival. My parents work far from home and they come back one or two times a year. The Spring Festival is the time they come home. Every time they come back, they bring mangy things to me. When I was little, they bought me toys, new clothes and shoes. Now, they often buy me books. They say more reading is good for me. They hope I can learn more. The time spend with them is always happy but short. They only have half a month at home. I hope they can stay at home longer.
