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Lunar New Year morning! The whole neighborhood glowed red and gold — lanterns on every rooftop, streamers in the breeze, and the sweet smell of flowers and firecrackers in the air.

The kitchen smelled of ginger and sesame. Grandma winked at {child_name}. "It is the Year of the Fire Horse," she said. "And it always finds the brave ones."

Time to hang the lanterns! {child_name} stacked stools up, up, UP — wobbling, stretching, reaching. The red lantern swung onto its hook just in time!

Then — dumplings! {child_name} and Grandma pinched and folded side by side. {child_name}'s first one looked like a squished cloud, but Grandma said it was perfect.

Grandma pressed a bright red envelope into {child_name}'s hands. Red and gold, warm and lucky. {child_name} patted {child_pronoun_possessive} pocket three times for extra luck.

Outside — the street was alive! Firecrackers popping, sweet smoke rising, children laughing and darting through the crowds. Red and gold everywhere {child_name} looked.

{child_name} flew a phoenix kite — red and gold, stubborn as a cat! It swooped, it dived, until one big gust sent it soaring HIGH above the rooftops!

BOOM-boom-boom! The drums shook the street! A great dragon rippled and shimmered, dozens of dancers beneath it. {child_name} clapped and clapped and cheered!

The sky turned pink and purple. The family gathered round — dumplings, spring rolls, noodles, and sweet tangyuan. And right in the middle sat {child_name}'s lumpy dumplings!

Night fell. The sky cracked open with fireworks — gold and crimson, silver and red. But wait. {child_name} spotted something moving among the sparks...

A horse made of FIRE! Blazing mane, golden hooves, trails of sparks across the sky. It galloped through the fireworks like a living flame!

Everyone stepped back — but not {child_name}. One deep breath, one brave step. {child_pronoun_subject} reached out {child_pronoun_possessive} hand. The Fire Horse nuzzled it — warm, but not burning.

{child_name} climbed on — and they GALLOPED across the sky! Through bursting fireworks, over glowing rooftops, trailing sparks and golden light wherever they flew!

The Fire Horse set {child_name} gently down. Grandma waited with sweet red bean soup. "I told you," she whispered. "It always finds the brave ones."

{child_name} snuggled close to Grandma and watched the Fire Horse gallop among the stars, hoofbeats fading like distant drums. The best New Year ever.

Chinese New Year

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Year of the Fire Horse 2026

Traditions Made Personal

Your Child in the Celebration

Rich, Celebratory Illustrations

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