Taste of the New Year

Looking forward to it, looking forward to it, the pace of the New Year is finally approaching. There is still more than half a month before the Chinese New Year, and every household has begun to nervously plan how to celebrate the New Year.

The sound of firecrackers alarmed the whole village. Wow, it’s Chinese New Year! So fast, after the New Year, I am already fourteen years old, and I feel that I have really grown up. It’s time to celebrate the New Year!

It was New Year’s Eve dinner, and I quickly went home like crazy. Today’s side dishes are different. You see: chicken, duck, fish, meat, seafood...it's all there. During the meal, my mother handed me a red envelope (I know it is called "New Year's money") and said: "Happy New Year!" I took the red envelope and said happily: "Mom, Happy New Year!" My mother gave me another red envelope. Gave it to my brother. At this time, the younger brother said innocently: "It would be great if every day was like Chinese New Year!" "Hahaha!" We laughed loudly. Although I also laughed, I also had my brother’s naive thoughts. I believe that everyone will also have this idea: want to eat better, wear better, and get more New Year’s money!

After dinner, I took out the fireworks and set them off with the children. Let's put the "banana fan" first. I held the handle of the "banana fan" tightly and quickly lit the fuse. After white smoke came out of the fuse, sparks shot out in all directions. It's a pity that you didn't see it, that scene was really wonderful; the "Mars" was colorful, especially with pearls of various colors inside; we also placed an "astronaut", and after lighting the fuse, the "astronaut" flashed It sparks, emits green light, and rushes into space.

Needless to say, the excitement of the year is what everyone is looking forward to. But while we were having fun and going crazy, my mother told me with sincerity: "Behind the year lies a heavy responsibility. You have grown one year older, and you should think more about life." Yes! Facing the new year, I have more responsibilities. I am determined to study hard and repay the expectations of my parents and teachers with excellent results.

Every year is a good time for the New Year, but it was not until this year that I really tasted the New Year.

Looking forward to the Chinese New Year

Actually, I look forward to the Chinese New Year just like the children, but I no longer count on my fingers like they do until the first day of the first lunar month. I can have a long holiday during the New Year, and have enough time to stay with my mother. I can eat mustard meat steamed by my mother for every meal, which I never eat outside, and I am not afraid of the meat on my body. Long and long. Every time we raised our chopsticks in front of the steaming plate of mustard meat with fragrant aroma, I could see the happiness and satisfaction flowing on my mother’s age-traveled face from the arc drawn by the chopsticks.

My mother is very worried. Every year since the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, she has been busy washing all the utensils that can hold food in the small courtyard with biting cold wind without touching the ground. When she saw us, she smiled and took off her wool hat to show us the sweat on her head. On the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, she started making steamed steamed buns and steamed jujube and mountain bean buns. We complained heartbrokenly that she was asking for trouble, saying that she could just order some steamed buns on the street. What did the steamed buns she bought taste like?

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, we sisters, no matter how busy we are, have to take time to go home. On that day, the family will cook meat croquettes and fried sesame leaves. Although she has been away from the countryside for a long time, my mother still retains the habits she had in her hometown. She likes to cook meat and fry New Year's goods in a pot on the ground. For this reason, she always collects sticks and branches from summer to use for fire during the New Year. Only she can control the heat of the big earthen pot when frying all kinds of New Year's goods.

On New Year’s Eve, I should also take some time to visit. After working hard for a few days, my mother looked at the all-stocked New Year’s goods and kept urging her to eat and eat. After eating, you have to go back to your home to keep the New Year's Eve. Every year on this day, mother and daughter say goodbye with a special feeling in their hearts, because according to the rules, a married daughter cannot keep the New Year's Eve at her parents' home until the second day of the first lunar month of the next year. return. Both mother and daughter felt as if they were far away and long, separated by mountains and rivers. In fact, it only lasted two days. Walking on the path in front of my house that I have walked countless times, my back is imprinted with warmth and concern. I walked very slowly but never looked back. I kept this warmth and concern for a long, long time.

The sound of firecrackers came one after another far and near, the air was filled with attractive fragrance, and the Spring Festival couplets just posted by the roadside people were blown by the wind. The bus compartment was empty, and the bus was driving very fast on the street with few pedestrians. The driver was also eager to go home to celebrate the New Year. At home, his mother was also looking out the window, waiting for him to go home and celebrate the New Year. When I got off the bus, I said loudly to the driver: "Happy New Year!"

The New Year has really come in our hope

Looking forward to the New Year

The New Year is a A feeling, an experience, an encounter, maybe a state

The best experience that remains in my memory is the New Year’s Eve at my grandma’s house in rural Henan when I was in elementary school. At that time, every New Year celebration was the most exciting event in life. Early on, as winter has just entered and before the winter vacation, I am already looking forward to the New Year. Because the Chinese New Year means that adults and children have a holiday. They don’t go to work, go to school, go to the fields, or work. Everyone can rest and have fun at home. Of course, I now know that it is just a child's misunderstanding of life, but I still like this misunderstanding very much.

The first joy of the Chinese New Year is the crowds of people. I remember one year on the third day of the Lunar New Year, relatives and friends came to visit us not long after breakfast. There was still an endless stream of guests until eight or nine o'clock in the evening. Second aunt, three aunts, uncles, uncles, aunts, cousins, cousins, and relatives from all over the world gathered together on this day. At least 10 tables were set up for lunch, and there were five cave dwellings in my grandma’s family. So the boss's courtyard was full of people, and it was really crowded. What makes me proud is that I played shuttlecock with all the children in the yard and beat the best in the world.

Needless to say, the second joy of Chinese New Year is eating. Grandma dug out the red dates, peanuts, dried sweet potatoes and persimmons that had been stored for many days. Grandpa opened the lid of the large bamboo basket that had been covered with a thick layer of snow in the corner of the yard, revealing the soft and bright red contents inside. It’s time to melt the baked persimmons. Not to mention the lunch meal, which was a lifetime of food put together, including white flour steamed buns, white flour steamed buns, fried fried horns, vegetarian meatballs, beef meatballs, chicken meatballs, pork belly, and crispy pork. There are also rock sugar lotus seeds and lily soup and so on. At that time, adults and children didn't care about being polite, and as soon as a plate of food was put on the table, it was eaten up by three or two mouthfuls. Because everyone’s stomachs are too empty, they can’t even eat cornmeal pancakes on ordinary days. Therefore, no one cares about face when they are full.

The third good thing during the Chinese New Year is what every child looks forward to, and that is lucky money. But in those years, people became poorer than the other. I still remember clearly that one year the production team gave 50 cents to each household, saying that everyone would buy salt for the New Year. Therefore, although there are many guests, there are actually only a handful of people who can actually give me lucky money. My second aunt usually gives me 20 cents, and my third aunt gives me 50 cents, which is often the most given among all relatives. Most of the others gave them five cents or ten cents, and many more couldn't get a cent at all. Even so, after one year I will almost receive nearly two yuan, which is already a lot of wealth.

For me, another unique pleasure during the Chinese New Year is setting off firecrackers. It’s nothing unusual to set off firecrackers. Who hasn’t let off two kicks and thunder? My fun is playing cannonball. It is a small firecracker made of some gunpowder and flint on two or three layers of paper rolls. Hold it in your fingertips and hit it hard with one end on the ground. It will make a "bang" sound, which can scare others at any time. There is a family in my grandma's village where three brothers all make and sell cannon balls. At that time, my family lived in the distant northeastern city of Shenyang. Whenever I return to Shenyang from my hometown after the Chinese New Year, I tell the neighborhood children and school classmates about the fun and mystery of throwing cannons. Sometimes I tell them about using a basket to catch a bird in the snow, or using a basket to catch a bird. They had never heard of the experience of tying lanterns with bamboo strips, and they were extremely greedy.

I was so happy that I couldn’t think about Shu. One day, my father stood on the top of a high cliff and called me, it’s time to start school. Let’s go back to Shenyang tomorrow. I was so stupid that I stood there in front of a large group of people. The child burst into tears.

Later, I had many different life experiences, and also had many different life situations or experiences about the New Year.

In the early 1970s, I went to the countryside with my parents to "walk the May 7th Road" and spent the New Year in the Mi Chang Brigade of Dongga Commune, Changtu County, Liaoning Province. The main features of the Chinese New Year there are sticky bean buns, vermicelli stewed with pickled cabbage, and of course dumplings stuffed with pork and pickled cabbage. Young people play poker and gamble in the evenings when they have nothing to do. The bets are cigarettes or dried tofu (that is, thousands of cards). The fight lasted from dusk to dawn. When you got hungry, you would eat the dried tofu first. In the end, whoever lost would pay. If they were gambling cigarettes, then by dawn the cigarettes would either have been smoked out or poured back and forth into empty paper tubes. Whether it's cigarettes or dried tofu, I don't care about winning or losing, I just care about having fun. At that time, there were firecrackers as companions during the New Year, but I was in a foreign land and didn't know when I would be returning home, so I felt a little sad.

During those years when I went to the countryside, one year I returned to Shenyang and went to the family home where I originally lived to celebrate the New Year. We agreed to stay at Uncle Han's house that night (Uncle Han's family moved from the original house to this larger house that originally belonged to our family after our family went to the countryside), but at five or six o'clock in the evening Uncle Han suddenly said that his relatives had come and there was no place for me to sleep. Although I was seventeen or eighteen years old, I had no social experience, and my whole body suddenly felt cold. I went to Uncle Wang's house next door to say goodbye. Uncle Wang is an administrative cadre and doesn't have much contact with our family, but he kept me here. I had dumplings for dinner, and for the first time I tasted the hericium, a delicacy that I had heard of for a long time. Even though I slept on the floor at night, I still slept very warmly.

Now, I seem to be someone who is afraid of the Chinese New Year. One reason is that celebrating the New Year means that I am another year older, and my ordinary days have slipped away somehow. The more important reason is that the Chinese New Year has gradually lost its interest and charm: urban civilization and modern civilization refuse to visit, even people who live in the same family home do not want to visit; in addition, many cities have laws that prohibit setting off firecrackers. Due to the ban, the Chinese New Year has only a calendar meaning. So, young people simply went to Christmas, Thanksgiving and Valentine's Day. As a result, Chinese culture and tradition, which are expressed through festivals, have dried up like the Yellow River.

The Chinese New Year is a gathering of emotions, a blending of emotions, a spiritual identity, and a continuation of blood.

Therefore, I really hope to get back the feelings I had when I was a child: the curling smoke, the noisy crowd, the gathering of relatives and friends, the enthusiastic firecrackers, and various customs with thousands of years of history...

I'm looking forward to the Chinese New Year feeling.

Taste of the New Year

The spring breeze is blowing slowly, and the plum blossoms that bloom in the twelfth lunar month are already standing in the snow. Silently, they are companions of learning and friends with the wind. When the spring breeze came slowly, he stretched his waist and cheered up...it turned out that he was also looking forward to the coming of spring.

This year is colorful, this year is full of flavor, this year is full of fireworks...

Snow flavor

What a coincidence! There’s snow this year!

Floating in the wind, it is more numerous than stars, whiter than cotton, and more beautiful than shooting stars... It is like a holy thing given to us by God, because we also have the same pure heart as Xue. Wrapped in snow, the chimney on the roof, the shadow of the bird on the antenna pole, the lotus pond in the distance... I suddenly came to my senses when my sister's snowball reached me. I returned one to my sister with joy, and then In this way, a snowball fight began... When we played until we were so exhausted that we fell in the snow, the snowflakes kissed our little faces, which was very cool and comfortable. But just when the snow on my clothes turned into sleep, I felt cold!

The smell of gunpowder

Everyone must know that the smell of gunpowder is unpleasant, but as a weirdo, I often find the smell of gunpowder very fragrant, and even the smell of oil smoke from gas stations, I feel the same way.

When the first firecracker went off, I already knew it was the New Year. When dozens of firecrackers went off at the same time, I knew it was the New Year. Waves of smoke began to fill the air, surrounding us heavily, and the smoke seemed to swallow us... The sound of firecrackers in my ears was mixed with the smell of gunpowder, and I felt that this year was interesting...

But here we are It's far less lively than the city, but with this smell of gunpowder, even a little bit makes me satisfied.

Meal taste

Night, quiet. There was no sound of firecrackers in my ears, but the sound of the lively reunion dinner covered my hearing. My ears seemed to have lost their hearing...

There was a sumptuous dinner on the table. Rice cakes, dumplings, roast duck, roast chicken... I really want to suffocate in this air. Everyone on the table, young and old, was not polite and they ate it all in a short time.

Ah! What a delicious meal!

New Year flavor = meal flavor + snow flavor + gunpowder flavor. This year has gone too far.

It’s Chinese New Year! Rays of morning light pierce the night sky; lanterns fly up to the eaves; couplets are pasted on the walls; new clothes rush out of the closet; firecrackers resound throughout the world; pieces of Colorful clouds are flying in the sky; bursts of cheers welcome the red sun; every word of blessing is passed down from word to mouth - it’s Chinese New Year! The whole land of China is rejoicing, and Chinese people all over the world celebrate the Spring Festival. Looking forward to the news of spring. Wisps of spring breeze bring the fragrance of earth, and the melting ice and snow are particularly brilliant in the sun. Looking around, there is dazzling red everywhere, full of joy and celebration! Put on your new clothes and stroll along the wide streets. Almost all the shops on both sides are closed, and only a few are showing off. The beautifully packaged goods are piled up at the door, making it dazzling. The streets are empty, clean and tidy, abandoning the hustle and bustle of the twelfth lunar month and the busy scene of huge crowds of people, allowing people to take a stroll and enjoy the spring. Motorcycles and cars carrying happy people, as well as large and small bags of rich New Year's goods, rush to the parents' homes who are eagerly looking forward to the reunion of their children, and have a harmonious and happy New Year! Leading to the long, slender and deep alley, pairs of Spring Festival couplets are full of joy and fun; each of the characters "福" is powerful and golden. Most of these are "senior evening pavilions", which are the most joyful and lively places in the "New Year". Motor vehicles arrived one after another, and children with cheerful faces stepped out of the vehicles; most of the parents stood in front of the doors in high spirits. The car was empty, and laughter and laughter floated from the houses; the road was narrow, and what occupied the road was the continuous strands of family affection. The flavor of the New Year is strong, and the strongest flavor is at midnight. The family gathers around the dinner table to eat a special meal once a year - the New Year's Eve dinner. Our New Year’s Eve dinner in Hetao is particularly delicious. Four plates of Hetao, pork stewed with sauerkraut, and various seasonal side dishes fill the dining table. The family drinks happily and talks about family affection. It not only tastes good, but also fills the stomach and warms the heart. The red lantern emits fiery red and soft light, so beautiful! On this wonderful night of reunion, what a splendid scene the beautiful lights of thousands of families will be! , another table has already been set up in the living room. The clean and translucent coffee table was fully occupied by plates of dried fruits, fruits, and candies. The hosts on the TV also wore beautiful holiday red costumes and spoke festive and auspicious words. Some of them used to be serious and cold. The program has also become people's favorite Spring Festival anecdotes, amusing everyone. However, as soon as eight o'clock comes, the audio and video in thousands of households will change to the same program, and the faces will look the same. I think this Spring Festival Gala is grand, has many programs, and has a harmonious and lively atmosphere, which is very exciting. There are both humorous sketches and passionate songs and dances; it has the elegance, beauty, poetry and picturesqueness of the south; it also has the passion, enthusiasm and boldness of the north.

What a feast for my eyes! Among the many programs in the Spring Festival Gala, I only like two programs. "Migrant Workers Entering the City" and "Inner Words". "Entering the City" shows the vigorous vitality and innovation and creativity of contemporary college students, which is eye-catching. It gives people a dynamic, positive, progressive and unremitting feeling of the spiritual outlook of the special group of migrant workers in the city, making people feel... Among the dazzling movements, there is a higher respect for the migrant workers. I think "Talking from the Heart" must be the most shocking program. A group of country children, dressed in rustic clothes and with simple faces, are enough to impress people. Maybe there is not the enthusiasm and sweetness of singing and dancing; maybe there is not the humor and wit of cross talk sketches; maybe there is not the domineering and fiery performance of celebrities, but after every sentence, there are waves of applause, and many people immediately She shed crystal tears. Nature discards carvings and ornaments, and clear water produces hibiscus. The most innocent faces and the most sincere words are the most powerful tear gases. This power and sensation make people remember them in their hearts. The mind is dancing, the heart is surging, the New Year's bell is coming to us, everyone's heart is attracted by the beauty of spring, and staying up late will usher in the footsteps of spring. The night is like a gauze, the stars are bright, the breeze is blowing, the dead branches are budding, the new mud is fragrant, and joyous songs are flying. Spring is nurturing in winter, its wings are full, and it is coming soon. The breath of spring is everywhere in the earth! The singer's voice has a hint of eagerness for spring, and the comedian's smile has a hint of spring's brilliance. Spring is coming! Coming! The brisk steps of the second hand are about to send away the tired divine dog, and the crisp bells are about to welcome the lovely golden pig. Spring has finally come, and as the hour, minute, and second hands reunite the family, the sound of firecrackers breaks through the ice floes like a flood and hits them. Fireworks sprouted up into the night sky like bamboo shoots. In an instant, the sky was a magnificent scene of colorful flowers. Loud noises also came, shaking the roof and causing bursts of snow to fall; colorful balls rose into the sky, drawing beautiful arcs, and even the stars and moon were dimmed. It is really a scene of fire, trees and silver flowers that never sleeps, and it is as beautiful as a picture. The figures are like floods and waves, and the fireworks are like thousands of birds flying in the trees. This disappears and blooms, this passes and another comes out, just like a painting that changes from time to time, giving people a dream-like feeling! It’s finally here, and the next wonderful Spring and Autumn period is waiting for us to shed our sweat and write this splendid Year of the Ox!

The firecrackers are still so loud and deafening; the fireworks are still so gorgeous and dazzling. Children are still looking forward to celebrating the New Year, adults are still so busy, but as I walk under the bright night sky with fireworks, I feel that the taste of the New Year is disappearing little by little with age.

In the past, we were not rich, but the New Year was so interesting. We started looking forward to the New Year after the winter vacation. We would turn over the calendar every day and count the days. It seemed that it was a holy day. All the children could play happily and receive red envelopes happily. Although the money in the red envelopes was not much, the feeling was extremely good. I often wonder whether the poorer the place, the stronger the New Year atmosphere, and whether I should escape to a small village to experience the strong Spring Festival atmosphere there.

In the past, there were no such dazzling array of candies for you to choose from now, nor were there such sumptuous meals for you to be picky about, but everyone gathered around the table to eat always so delicious. Maybe this meal, The taste of candy also slowly disappears with age. Now, life is better, everything you want to eat is available all year round, and you don’t have to count the days on your hands every day to wait for the New Year. Without an expectation, people would be much lazier.

In the past, when children reached their new year, they all liked to get together and play with firecrackers. It cost 50 cents a pack and everyone had a great time. But now, everyone sleeps in on New Year's Day and has to call repeatedly on their mobile phones. While eating, I played QQ on my mobile phone. I stuffed a few mouthfuls of rice into my mouth and left. I hid somewhere and read novels on my mobile phone. It cannot be said that this is the harm caused by mobile phones, but after all, it has affected people's lives today. Before the elderly can talk to their children properly, the children's QQ will beep continuously, or the phone will be ringing. Continuously. Old people always sigh, maybe this is the progress of the times, it is inevitable.

In the past, there were no computers or online games. Children had nowhere to go. They gathered together to play chess, with adults guiding them and laughing. But now, I spend all day in front of the computer, with all kinds of game icons filling my desktop. I stare at the screen through the lens of 400 to 500 degrees, never leaving it. This is probably how many children spend their new years!

Once upon a time, on New Year's Eve, the whole family gathered together to eat melon seeds and watch the Spring Festival Gala. The whole family lived in harmony. Nowadays, we have many more choices in our lives, and everyone’s minds are much more open. In the late 30s, there were people who went to Internet cafes, people who sang in karaoke, and people who wandered around on the streets. Maybe the technology in the past was too backward and we could only provide everyone with a dozen-inch black and white Spring Festival Gala. But why did it change to a color one or a larger one, but it lost so much of the New Year flavor.

Now, we still have new clothes, and they are more fashionable; we still have fireworks, and they are more gorgeous; we still have food, and they are more abundant; we still have New Year's Eve, but why is the taste of the New Year so much weaker? Is it really because of my age? Then I would rather not grow up. I walked under the brilliant fireworks and thought about the past. Maybe it was a sign of the past life. With the improvement of living standards, maybe there should be less things. Maybe the taste of the year is the victim of this, at least in my eyes.

Nowadays, more and more friends gather together to discuss the Chinese New Year, and they all invariably talk about how the New Year’s spirit has gradually faded away. I think this is a sign of growth. This is the beginning of us thinking about the changes around us. Maybe we shouldn’t just talk about how dull the taste of the year is. We should find the innocent heart of childhood and once again use the eyes of a child. to discover the changes around us and feel the atmosphere of the New Year.

Now, we have more advanced communication tools, we can have more powerful communication media, so that the flavor of the New Year can spread here and gradually spread into our young hearts, but we should use our rational vision to It should be our responsibility to select those long-standing traditions that are full of flavor and let them be better passed down in our hands.

The fireworks were still blooming in the sky. I picked up the firecrackers left on the ground, lit them with fire, and threw them into the air like I did when I was a child. "Bounce", and a loud explosion filled the air with the strong memories of my childhood. taste.

The sound of firecrackers bids farewell to the old year. At the end of each year, I can’t help but be ecstatic that the Spring Festival is coming. Because it is the most valued and solemn among traditional Chinese festivals. I can receive a large amount of money. New Year’s money, delicious candies, toys I’ve never played with, and beautiful fireworks. But the Spring Festival is really as grand as ever. Am I still as eager for its arrival as before? No.

The Spring Festival was very festive when I was a child. Relatives in far away places would rush home to celebrate the New Year, bringing back new clothes, candies, and lucky money. At that time, there were only a few lights at night, and only cheap prices. There are fireworks. But everywhere is filled with the laughter and giggles of children.

On New Year’s Eve, the whole family gathers together for a reunion dinner. It is a sumptuous feast to celebrate the New Year. As a child, I was very full, but my mother forced me to eat white rice, saying: "You have to eat the reunion dinner." As a result, I ate with my nose in the air. After the meal, we all chatted and played mahjong together. I happily wait until the evening.

On the night of New Year's Eve, there are always two fireworks - one before and after the Spring Festival Gala. At that time, the whole family watched the Spring Festival Gala together, and I always wanted to persevere. After watching the Spring Festival Gala, I always fell asleep before it was over. I just reminded my mother to wake me up before twelve o'clock before going to bed, but in fact I was not woken up once. I would be very regretful the next day, I complained that my mother didn’t wake me up.

On the first day of the new year, I made an appointment with a group of children and took the remaining money after "turning in" and strolled leisurely down the street, figuring out how much money to buy fireworks. , how much money to buy your favorite items. At that time, the Spring Festival would be lively for many days.

Now that I have grown up, the strong flavor of the New Year during the Spring Festival only exists in my memory. Everyone still We had a reunion dinner together, and the food on the table became richer. But after eating, we went back to our homes and stopped chatting together. Everyone was busy at their own posts, and it seemed that they had forgotten whether they were working for life or for work. And life.

At night, my father would buy a lot of fireworks and go home. The fireworks burst into the sky and exploded, and then another one followed and exploded in the sky. The sky was confused, watching the flowers. I was stunned. But the children’s laughter was less, and I didn’t want to participate in it. I wonder if this security check really passed? What if I didn’t pass this? I don’t know if my safety awareness has improved, or I have started to be afraid of my hands. I'm afraid of my feet.

I don't know when, I have been promoted to a "late-sleeping person". I will not go to bed before twelve o'clock, so it is not difficult to watch the Spring Festival Gala, but I would rather stay alone. Watching TV series on the side, I don’t want to watch the boring Spring Festival Gala with my family. But my parents go to the teahouse to play cards, my brother watches cartoons, and everyone waits for the arrival of 12 o’clock

On the first day of the new year My pockets are full of New Year's money, and now I don't have to "turn over" the New Year's money. Nowadays, I don't have to buy the fireworks myself, and they are more beautiful than before. But I miss the days when I was calculating how to save money.

< p>It’s the New Year, but everyone is still doing the same things as usual. Mom and dad still play their mahjong all day long, I still play with my computer, and my brother still watches his TV. Everyone seems to be living without each other. In our daily life, everyone only eats together and sleeps at home.

Where is the flavor of the Chinese New Year now? I am confused.

I hope this can help you