Chapter 1: Going home to celebrate the New Year

Going home to celebrate the New Year. The annual long vacation. Everyone wants to go back and have a reunion dinner. Before the holidays even come, I already want to fly back, squeeze in the crowd to buy a ticket, carry a gift box and embark on the journey home. The journey is far away and I have only one goal in my heart. I want to get home quickly, take a hot shower and have a good sleep. .

The first step into my hometown brings me back to the feeling of my youth, familiar people, the land where I grew up, and the air is particularly fresh. I'm back home. I haven’t seen my relatives for a long time. My parents are getting older year by year. Seeing that they have more wrinkles and gray hair than last year, I held back my sore nose and said harsh words to myself in my heart. My nephew and I still recognize them. I, at an age where he was not yet able to communicate with words, could only communicate with actions. I worked as his nanny for a day. Everything he did made me laugh non-stop because he was childish. My childhood has been lost. Maybe it's because I haven't been childish for too long. The two boys' poses are very good, showing off their young and cute personalities. I hope both parents are healthy and you will grow up quickly.

Everyone is busy preparing for the New Year, buying new year's goods, making dumplings, setting off firecrackers and fireworks on New Year's Eve. The firecrackers started to go off, and the fireworks also went up. The New Year is here, and everyone is so excited at this moment. The firecrackers sound louder than last year, and the fireworks are beautiful. Life is more beautiful than last year. This is our traditional culture. Happy New Year. It is so lively, banquets are set up every day, entertaining guests and visiting relatives is also a job in the New Year. We must do it better so that our family relationships will never fade.

The feeling of going home for the New Year is an excitement that cannot be expressed in words. The family is eating home-cooked food. What we eat is not the taste of the food, but how long it has been since we have eaten together. It’s time for dinner. The New Year has created this opportunity for us to reunite. There is a deep sense of friendship hidden in the home-cooked hot pot.

After the Spring Festival, we start counting down the preparations to leave our hometown. Everyone has the reluctance to leave. The reality has changed our lives. The role we play in life must be left. When you are not the protagonist of the public ***, you must work hard to make progress. In this real society, you cannot live well by obeying it, but you must improve it by yourself, so that you can truly live a good life. Material fame and wealth are the objects of competition for modern people. If you can stand in front, you are strong. In this industry, you should adjust your mentality and be always cautious in order to walk a longer road.

We cannot stop the passage of time, nor can we reduce the age of our parents. Accidents and illnesses are the devils of our lives. Our relatives and friends will also leave us at different times. This is also the chain of life. At this point, we must face this reality firmly, be ourselves as we are now, and cherish every relationship around us now. This is our basic obligation.

From the pressure, worries, fear, and confusion, returning home brought me relaxation, happiness, strength, and direction. Going home for the New Year.

Chapter 2: Going home for the New Year

The stressful semester has finally passed, and I have welcomed the winter vacation. During the winter vacation, I returned to my hometown, spent the Spring Festival, and paid tribute to my grandpa. Grandma and all the relatives sent blessings and participated in many Spring Festival customs.

Custom ONE: Pasting Spring Festival couplets.

When we returned to our hometown on the 29th of the New Year, we saw a very spectacular scene. In the entire street, there was no Spring Festival couplets at the door. At a glance, the gold letters on the red background were illuminated by the sun. Shining, maybe because I hope to earn more in the coming year.

Only in my house, the door still has the same pair of Spring Festival couplets posted last year. As soon as my father got home, he didn’t even get out of the car, so he immediately ran to the market and bought back a pair of glittering Spring Festival couplets.

After buying it back, my father and the others started putting up Spring Festival couplets. My uncle moved the ladder from the attic, and my father found the paste. After my uncle set up the ladder, my father couldn't wait to climb up.

"How is it? Are you pasting it right? Is it pasting it on the wrong side?" Dad placed the horizontal strips on top of us and asked the people below us, "Well, okay, okay." Uncle He said without raising his head while playing with his mobile phone.

Dad thought it was really pasted correctly, so he pasted the Spring Festival couplets on his hand firmly, and then got off the ladder. When he saw it, the horizontal couplets were pasted on the wrong side! They were not in the middle of the door. In my hometown, it was a bad sign if the Spring Festival couplets were pasted off-center. They had to be pasted again. My father hurriedly drove to buy a pair. This time, my uncle did not dare to take it lightly. He looked at it carefully. Finally, our Spring Festival couplets were posted.

Dad also made us laugh at this.

Custom TWO: Sacrificing ancestors.

Hi, the most troublesome thing for me every year is worshiping ancestors. On the second day of the new year, our whole family has to get up early, and then start preparing a big piece of pork, the fattest chicken, and then We also need to bring rice wine, a specialty of our hometown.

After preparing the delicious food, you also need to buy firecrackers, sanitary incense, incense candles, and straw paper...

When I got there, I saw the paper wrapped around the firecrackers scattered on the ground. , thick smoke curled up, and when we walked into the ancestral hall, there were already many people inside. Some people were spreading out all the items they had brought; some were putting incense candles and hygienic incense on the incense burner; some were kneeling down to worship their ancestors; Some were burning toilet paper in the corner.

As soon as I entered the door, I was overwhelmed by the sudden smell of smoke and gunpowder, and then I burst into tears, and the whites of my eyes turned "jealous"! Because their eyes had just "cryed", everyone's eyes were red.

After finally finishing worshiping the ancestors, my father was pestered by a group of people again. They were chatting there and introducing each other to each other about their "great achievements". They chatted for half an hour, and we were there I couldn't bear the smoke anymore, and after begging for a long time, my father said "goodbye" to them.

Custom THREE: New Year greetings. Visiting relatives.

Seeing that the third day of the Lunar New Year is coming again, my mother started to collect red money on the night of the second day of the new year. In order to collect the lucky money, my mother also specially exchanged new money from the bank. .

We helped my mother pack hundreds of them and prepared to distribute them when we visit relatives tomorrow. We were also told: when your elders give them to you, say "Thank you, may you get rich." When the elders give them to you, say "Thank you." , good health and longevity.”

After we responded one by one, my mother let us go back to our respective rooms to sleep.

The next day, we went to the homes of more than a dozen relatives and wished them all a happy New Year. At the same time, we also got a lot of red packets. When they gave them red packets, we followed our mother’s instructions. Did it.

However, after the Chinese New Year, all our profits went to my mother, saying that they were used to pay for our school fees. Now I only have a fifty yuan note left. What a pity! How sad!

Postscript.

The Chinese New Year is our major festival. This festival frees us from the tense study atmosphere, relaxes us, and allows us to have a good attitude to welcome the new semester. Once again, I I wish you all a happy old age and wish you all a happy new year and progress in your studies!

Chapter 3: Going home to celebrate the New Year

Throughout China’s five thousand years of history, the New Year has been very popular among people. She is the essence of traditional Chinese culture, symbolizing harmony, beauty and reunion. When it comes to the New Year, my heart is full of expectations.

Anxiety about “returning”

The New Year bell is about to ring, but my father and I are still in a foreign country. Dad was busy with the payment of wages, and I had been waiting at the construction site for him to finish his work. Sometimes I even dream about being reunited with family and friends. I also deeply understood Wang Wei’s sadness: “I am a stranger in a foreign land, and I miss my family even more during the holidays.”

The consequences of “chasing”

Today, under the bright sunshine, we set out on our way home. Due to weather conditions, the roads are covered with snow and ice, making it difficult for vehicles to drive. In addition, there are many vehicles, driving skills and fatigue driving, etc., resulting in a period of high incidence of traffic accidents.

Originally, every car was driving in an orderly manner, but suddenly a car sped up. Due to the icy road, the car's rearview mirror hung on the rear of a truck in front; The rearview mirror of the vehicle trying to enter the service area was hung on the rear of a truck in front; some vehicles wanted to enter the service area, but due to inertia, they hit the guardrail of the highway; some vehicles wanted to overtake and drove very fast in the overtaking lane. While driving, I had no time to slow down and collided with another car...

The joy of "getting together"

Watching this shocking accident, my father and I's nervous systems entered. A state of high tension. After a long journey of three or four hours, we finally arrived home safely. At home, I feel the joy of the New Year and the joy of being reunited with my family. The fatigue along the way suddenly disappeared...

Chapter 4: Going home for the New Year

"Boom - boom!" Another civil aviation plane landed steadily at the airport.

There was a warm family among the people getting off the plane. The mother was wearing a red coat and black cotton trousers, holding their baby, who was only a few months old, tightly. The father carrying big and small bags walked quickly behind the mother and daughter.

After leaving the airport, they waved to a taxi. When the taxi stopped, the child's father put the luggage on the ground. Despite being careful, the bag was too heavy and made a "thunk" sound. When negotiating the price with the taxi driver, the child's father seemed to think it was too expensive, so he frowned and said, "Can it be a little less? We already spent more than a thousand on the plane!"

But the driver smiled in embarrassment and refused to give in: "No, my small business has to support several people, large and small!"

At this time, the child's mother suddenly The baby was held in one hand instead. She lightly tapped the child's father on the shoulder and said, "Ten yuan is ten yuan! It's not easy for everyone." The child's father had no choice but to nod: "Okay." After that, they got in the car.

In the car, because it was winter, the wind outside the window was very strong. "Whoosh!" It was really howling.

"Hey, hubby," the child's mother hugged the child tighter, "Hurry up and close the crack in the window, the wind is too strong, don't blow the child!" The child's father heard this As soon as he said that, he closed the window until there was no crack left. The cold wind was all blocked out the window.

"We're here, get off the car!" the driver said briskly, the hot steam coming out of his mouth like a white smoke, blending into the dry and cold air.

As soon as the family got out of the car, they attracted the attention of a small yellow dog outside the farmyard. The little yellow dog jumped happily, wagging its tail and barking. Especially that tail, wagging like a flower!

The sleeping baby in his mother’s arms woke up after hearing the dog barking. I saw him stretching, squinting, and yawning. The child followed the sound and turned his head, staring at the little yellow dog intently. He stretched out his little hand from his mother's arms, waved it towards the puppy, yelled "Yiyiyiya", and turned his whole body towards the puppy. Children may want to hug and play with the puppy! The little yellow dog is really smart - when it sees the baby looking at it, it performs a unique trick as if it's in tune: it stands on its two hind legs, lifts its two front legs high, stands upright, and opens its throat. He barked "woof" in a low voice. It was saying hello to the child, but it was afraid that the loud voice would scare the child. The puppy spun around in a circle, then lay down playfully, tilted its head back, stared at the child, and kept barking "woof, woof, woof"!

The little baby was immediately amused by the cute appearance of the puppy and laughed non-stop. His parents also laughed.

At this moment, the people in the house heard the noise outside, and an old woman came out. When the child's parents saw the old man, they smiled and shouted: "Mom! We are back!"

The old man immediately beamed with joy, and the wrinkles on his face smiled like a layer upon layer of flowers. Extraordinarily brilliant peonies! The old man was so excited that his eyes welled up with tears, and he shouted into the room with a trembling voice: "Old man, the children are back, and they have brought us a big fat grandson!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man He stumbled out on crutches, waving to them hurriedly as he walked, saying: "It's cold outside, come inside quickly, come inside quickly, don't freeze my grandson!"

< p> After entering the house, the old man was busy and set a whole table of delicious food. Happy laughter kept coming from the house and drifting into the distant night sky.

Chapter 5: Going home to celebrate the New Year

Going home to celebrate the New Year is what many wanderers look forward to every year. After wandering for a long time, we want to return to the hometown we miss day and night. I wish I could see our parents who are worried about us every day. How many days and nights have we thought about this, and all we can do is drink a pot of wine and say our blessings silently in our hearts. I remember how much we loved celebrating the New Year when we were young. We had new clothes to wear, New Year’s money to get, and a lot of delicious food and fun. Now we are looking forward to the reunion during the Chinese New Year, where we can talk to our parents about what is in our hearts. At the same time, we are so afraid, afraid of the expectant eyes of our parents, afraid of seeing our parents' black hair that is gradually turning white. Once upon a time, we left them for our studies and work. Through their hopeful eyes, could we understand the loneliness behind them. How much lonely waiting is hidden in the depths of that smile.

Going home to celebrate the New Year is what many parents are waiting for. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I know that although my parents don’t say it with their mouths, they are counting on their fingers every day in their hearts. As the New Year approaches, I can feel their wrinkles gradually relaxing when I close my eyes.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, go home, you know that is the best gift for your parents.

Chapter 6: Go home for the New Year

"Twenty-three, sticky melons; twenty-four, house cleaning day; twenty-five, push millet; twenty-six, go Hang the meat; on the twenty-seventh, slaughter a chicken; on the twenty-eighth, make the noodles; on the twenty-nineteen, steam the steamed buns; on the thirtieth night, stay overnight and twist it on New Year’s Day.”

This. It is one of the happiest songs in childhood. Along with it, the joyful mood of looking forward to the New Year has passed year after year, and has been sung to this day. It was just sung on the lips when children, but now it is sung in the heart. With the reform and opening up and the rapid development of social economy, people's spiritual life has improved and their material life has become richer. The flavor of the New Year has become lighter and lighter as time goes by. However, in China's thousands of years of traditional culture, it is rooted in people's The New Year complex deep in my thoughts has not changed at all.

The long road home

The Spring Festival is the most solemn festival for all Chinese people. As the Spring Festival approaches, the biggest topic for people besides preparing New Year's goods is "going home" .

After the reform and opening up, earth-shaking changes have taken place in China. Economic development has promoted the upsurge of working in other places, and has also created the largest and periodic human migration unique to China in human history. ----Spring Festival transportation. During the Spring Festival every year, the whole land of China is filled with excitement and crowds of people. All the tourists who have been working and studying in other places for a year are eager to return home.

No matter where I am, my heart is filled with the deep thoughts and ardent calls of my family. Even in a foreign country thousands of miles away from home, no matter how difficult the journey is, even if it is "walking alone for thousands of miles" and braving the wind, snow and severe cold, I also want to rush to my hometown where I have dreamed of 365 days and nights, and I want to embrace the loving mother who is watching the 365 days and nights in the distance at the edge of the village. Let the tears of joy roll in my heart and tell the story of the past year. I sat with my family at the dining table beside the warm fire. When I was slightly drunk, I recounted the ordinary details of the past year. There were no major topics, but I was still moved by the scenes full of deep family affection. And all of this comes from this "Nian". Among the 365 days, it is the only festival where you can put everything down, reunite with your family, and enjoy your family. No matter how strong the "Nian" is, in the final analysis, it is still about the word "love" They are closely related and connected by blood.

I know, and you also know, that from this moment on, all the warm scenes will begin along the way home. "Looking eastward from my hometown, the road is long, and my sleeves will never dry with tears." Among the millions of troops returning home, everyone has greatness that touches people. From students to migrant workers, from high-speed trains to motorcycles, and even bicycles, they use their joy, tears of longing, and heavy Gifts and the harvest of the year interpret the fruits of their labor, their peace and happiness.

Wang Jie's "Going Home" was sung in the carriage again. Along with the rhythm of the train, it always resonated strongly with the eagerness to go home, and sometimes even felt sad for it. Moved to tears.

The way home is not as long as the long thoughts, the speeding train is not as long as the arrow-like heart, and the long three hundred and sixty-five days are not as long as the Beijing-Shanghai Expressway...

Going to the market and selling New Year's goods

According to the old tradition, the twelfth lunar month is the beginning of the new year. People who have been plowing the land for a year have nothing to be busy with in the middle of winter. . In the twelfth lunar month, the biggest thing is to prepare new year's goods, especially after the 23rd small year of the lunar calendar, every day is a gathering. Whether the sun is shining or snowflakes are falling, people can always get something in all kinds of weather. The joy of New Year. In the bustling rural market, people going to the market are crowded in the market full of strong Chinese New Year atmosphere, rubbing shoulders with each other, it is so lively, and everyone's face is filled with the happiness that naturally comes from their hearts. Look at both sides of the road, filled with New Year's goods of various colors: big and small red Chinese knots are hung on the branches, and all kinds of big red "福" characters are spread on the ground, like the peaceful bamboo branches that symbolize prosperity and peace. Under the clear sky, swaying in the breeze, there are red lanterns hanging high on the branches, spring flowers in beautiful pots, a dazzling array of cakes and fruits, sellers of candied haws, rice cakes, and rice cakes, and a steamed bun shop making tofu. The heat is spreading among the surrounding crowd, and the overwhelming Spring Festival couplets are like laying a festive red carpet on the market... Looking from a distance, the eyes are full of festive red, and every stall is crowded with people buying new year goods. , the children crowded in front of the fireworks and firecracker stalls and the small handicraft stalls full of strong cultural characteristics, choosing and choosing. They couldn't put it down and didn't want to leave for a long time. The adults didn't rush them because they knew that during the New Year, not only It’s only the New Year’s Eve and the first day of the Lunar New Year. In fact, it’s the New Year since I started preparing New Year’s goods. During this process, I have to maintain a happy and sunny heart at every moment, so that I can be happy in the new year. The New Year brings good mood and happiness, both to adults and to children.

When buying New Year goods, no matter whether they are buying or selling, people no longer care about the usual three cents and two cents. They seem to be much more generous, and they can always complete the transaction amidst laughter and laughter. A happy business, comfortable buying, and happy selling are all about a happy mood in the New Year.

After I buy New Year’s goods, I often don’t rush home. Instead, I still stroll in such a lively and festive market, continue to be immersed in the noise of the festival, and feel the arrival of the New Year in the first month. hapiness.

I remember when I was a child, apart from going to the New Year’s market with my father to buy some New Year’s goods, I also followed him in the pot house that was too small to turn around and watched my father make New Year’s goods: making pig head jelly and fermented mustard. , making various vegetarian dishes and dumpling fillings, the tangy aroma will already make me salivate while squatting aside. If I can get some delicious food with good color, fragrance and flavor, I will be extremely excited and the joy will naturally be self-evident.

Nowadays, living conditions are better. The food and clothing on weekdays are better than during the Chinese New Year, and there is no shortage of anything. Supermarkets and vegetable markets are close at hand, and daily necessities are easily available. But the feeling of rushing to the New Year's market during the Chinese New Year is still in my heart. Every time during the Chinese New Year, I still have to go to the New Year's market for a "crazy shopping". In fact, this is just to feel the atmosphere of the New Year and to miss a long-lasting mood< /p>

Chapter 7: Going home to celebrate the New Year

It probably goes back to twenty years ago, when I was about five years old. At that time, when the New Year was mentioned, our friends who were about the same age were as happy as a pig. The naughty cat is jumping around the house, so excited - it's like being an emperor.

Children like us at that time, because there would be delicious food, good clothes, and fun to eat during the New Year, older children could get rid of the daily "labor", so they would be happy all the time.

Perhaps it’s because the days were too poor at that time. It was extremely difficult to have a good meal on weekdays - there were very few people who could afford meat, unless they had distinguished guests. Sometimes, the children can barely satisfy their cravings; or when they visit relatives and "eat wine". At that time, if there was a wedding or funeral for someone in the village, the helping adults would always take their children with them, and stuff one or two pieces of tofu or other food into their children's mouths when no one was paying attention.

Perhaps life at that time was too boring, so people played relatively simple things and enjoyed simple things, but everyone was content and lived an ordinary life, and the days flowed smoothly. During the Chinese New Year, adults always liked to get together to play cards. The way of playing cards was simple: a deck of cards was changed to play "upstream", "guailu", "three-five counter" and so on. Those who lost were punished. Stand or drill on the "foot of the bench." (That’s when I often followed my father and asked questions. I still clearly remember the tricks of playing cards.) Everyone had fun, and even though they lost, they gained happiness. Everyone felt that they were victors. who.

My father likes to read folk handwritten or engraved books such as "The Story of the Willow Shade" and "The Picture of the Eight Immortals" during the day and night on the first and second days of the Lunar New Year and sing non-stop. Surrounded by Mom and other young and old women, everyone sighed and groaned when the situation was emotional, and some even shed tears. When they couldn't understand, everyone started talking about it. In our area, men and women who are about the same age as my father can "sing books". A few years ago when I went home for the Spring Festival, I heard my father sing a few verses to my mother, which was very beautiful.

For me, my father’s singing voice was the best music at that time, so I still have an impression of some singing tunes such as “Crossing the Cross” and “Lotus Falling”. At that time, there was the only radio in the village, and the music floated out from that little thing - it was very pleasant, mostly like "the morning glow - ah - reflected on - Yangcheng - the lake -", and occasionally it also drifted out "When will you come again?" But we rarely hear this luxurious sound, sometimes only from a distance. The family with a radio rarely played songs for us to listen to. We usually only heard them when guests came or during the Chinese New Year, let alone seeing and touching the "little guy" in person. My memory has always been very good. As long as the family plays a song, I can "hum" it after listening to it once.

In those days, there was no electricity in the village, and radios could only use dry batteries. Very few people were willing to buy batteries—not to mention using radios, and very few people even used flashlights. Our family was little at that time. It's a kerosene lamp. I dare not use oil lamps to make the wick bigger. I go to bed very early at night. I usually wash my feet after dinner and turn off the lights before going to bed. Sometimes after turning off the lights, I sit by the stove and listen to my mother telling about "Old Bear Woman", "Seven Sisters" and other folk legends or ghosts. story. At that time, I was particularly fascinated when listening to ghost stories, but I had to sit between my father and my mother, not daring to go near the door, for fear that something would push in and catch me. My brother was different. He had never believed in ghosts since he was a child, and he dared to go out to relieve himself no matter how dark it was at night - I admired him the most at that time! My sister was still learning the language, but she only cried, and could not enjoy my joy and horror of listening to the story. But for some reason, even though she was scared, she kept pestering her to tell her the story over and over again, and while listening to it, she fantasized about it and became scared at the same time.

As for the gameplay, it’s too simple. There were no other tricks except "catch the blind cat", "hide and seek" or learn to sing lanterns. But during the Chinese New Year, we would jump around and sing all day long, changing and playing familiar games, and we had endless fun. Sometimes when I am bullied by older children, I cry for a while and then play along with a smile on my face.

What was the concept of the word "New Year" at that time? I just remember the excitement. Even when I grew up and listened to his "big biographies" from my grandfather in the village, and read hundreds of "big biographies" of "Conquest to the East" and "Conquest to the West", I couldn't erase my childhood memories.

But in the past few years, from the time I studied in another place in 1998 until today, several years after I started working, I have had very little interest in celebrating the New Year. Sad for an adult.

In the past few years, we have to wear clothes, eat, and enjoy ourselves. Isn’t it better than the conditions in childhood? Don’t you already have a color TV and stereo at home? Aren’t there three or five friends who often drink and talk together? But it always feels like it’s missing some reality.

The real happiness during the New Year belongs to the children. But I have some different feelings about their gameplay. Many children watched the set at home and relished the action in the martial arts drama. The older children gathered together to play cards and lose lucky money, and some gathered in the room to watch the adults play "Building Square City" all night long.

My current entertainment is just watching Chinese New Year TV programs, playing mahjong, and occasionally singing a few songs into the microphone. What fun is there in going home to celebrate the New Year? It's just to accompany my parents, eat glutinous rice balls as a family, watch the "Spring Festival Gala" together, and talk in the usual way, it's so simple. It just gives a little relief to my parents who sang books and told me stories when I was a child, so that they can feel the satisfaction of family reunion when they are old. As parents, maybe their wish every year is nothing more than this, simple and ordinary.

But the boredom, lifelessness, and silence left in our hearts cannot be removed by the explosion of New Year’s firecrackers.

If possible, I still want to watch the local opera "Mu Guiying breaks the Tianmen Formation", listen to the old people in the village singing "Journey to the West" and "Water Margin", listen to the uncle's flute, and learn one or two fresh songs. ...It’s just that years have passed and everything seems to be in a dream.

And today, are there still few books? Not enough music? But I just don’t have the desire to explore then.

This is the trouble of growing up - it is also the sorrow of our generation.

But we still have to go home to celebrate the New Year, for the sake of our elderly, gray-haired parents who have been longing for our son’s return—for the parents who sang books and told stories to me when I was a child.

Of course, for our children.

I have to think about what I should do for them.

……

Chapter 8: Going home to celebrate the New Year

Throughout China’s five thousand years of history, the New Year has been very popular among people. She is the essence of traditional Chinese culture, symbolizing harmony, beauty and reunion. When it comes to the New Year, my heart is full of expectations.

Anxiety about “returning”

The New Year bell is about to ring, but my father and I are still in a foreign country. Dad was busy with the payment of wages, and I had been waiting at the construction site for him to finish his work. Sometimes I even dream about being reunited with family and friends. I also deeply understood Wang Wei’s sadness: “I am a stranger in a foreign land, and I miss my family even more during the holidays.”

The consequences of “chasing”

Today, under the bright sunshine, we set out on our way home. Due to weather conditions, the roads are covered with snow and ice, making it difficult for vehicles to drive. In addition, there are many vehicles, driving skills and fatigue driving, etc., resulting in a period of high incidence of traffic accidents.

Originally, every car was driving in an orderly manner, but suddenly a car sped up. Due to the icy road, the car's rearview mirror hung on the rear of a truck in front; The rearview mirror of the vehicle trying to enter the service area was hung on the rear of a truck in front; some vehicles wanted to enter the service area, but due to inertia, they hit the guardrail of the highway; some vehicles wanted to overtake and drove very fast in the overtaking lane. While driving, I had no time to slow down and collided with another car...

The joy of "getting together"

Watching this shocking accident, my father and I's nervous systems entered. A state of high tension. After a long journey of three or four hours, we finally arrived home safely. At home, I feel the joy of the New Year and the joy of being reunited with my family. The feeling of fatigue along the way suddenly disappeared...

Chapter 9: Going home to celebrate the New Year

It’s the New Year, and people who work, go to school, or play outside have to go home to celebrate the New Year. .

Going home for the New Year is what many wanderers look forward to all year long. After wandering away for a long time, we really want to return to the hometown we miss day and night, and we want to see our parents who worry about us every day. How many days and nights have we thought about this, and all we can do is drink a pot of wine and say our blessings silently in our hearts. I remember how much we loved celebrating the New Year when we were young. We had new clothes to wear, New Year’s money to get, and a lot of delicious food and fun. Now we are looking forward to the reunion during the Chinese New Year, where we can talk to our parents about what is in our hearts. At the same time, we are so afraid, afraid of the expectant eyes of our parents, afraid of seeing our parents' black hair that is gradually turning white. Once upon a time, we left them for our studies and work. Through their hopeful eyes, could we understand the loneliness behind them. How much lonely waiting is hidden in the depths of that smile.

Going home to celebrate the New Year is what many parents are waiting for. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I know that although my parents don’t say it with their mouths, they are counting on their fingers every day in their hearts. As the New Year approaches, I can feel their wrinkles gradually relaxing when I close my eyes.

The Chinese New Year is almost here, let’s go home! If you have money or not, you can go home to celebrate the New Year. Going home is the greatest filial piety to your parents.

Chapter 10: Going home for the New Year

In our memories, we still remember how long it has been since we returned to the place where we lived when we were children, to get together with our grandparents and spend time together. A Year of Reunion

In my memory, the snowstorm in 20xx blocked many dreams of going home. Adults have been working outside for so many years. The New Year is the expectation to go home, and home is the eternal dream. When people embark on the journey home with many years of expectations. But the wind and snow blocked people's way home. For those who stay in other places to work, who doesn’t miss the warm word home? Who doesn't miss the steaming dumplings made by mother? New Year is only a few days. Or some people say that they can make a lot of money during these days, but why, people can rush home just for these days, because the Spring Festival is a history of the Chinese people that has lasted for five thousand years, and the festival is a grand ceremony of life. If people use the festival time to make money, wouldn't it be an insult to the sacred word "festival"?

In a corner of China, there is a family watching the Spring Festival Gala. They have been away from home for several years and want to go home and celebrate the New Year with their families, but...

They were eating the New Year dinner and watching the joyful scenes on TV. The son suddenly said: "I also want to go home to celebrate the New Year." The son's words deeply shocked the mother's heart. "Yes! I have been out for a few years, and so has my son.

"My mother then made up her mind that she must go home to celebrate the New Year next year...

Going home to celebrate the New Year is what we look forward to, and it is also what we are working hard to achieve.

Let us all hope together to realize our wish to go home for the New Year this year and have a happy and cheerful Spring Festival!