The evening of the composition 1 on the theme of the taste of the year gradually deepened, but the excitement everywhere never stopped. Grandparents' home is full of laughter, because today is the New Year's Eve of family reunion, and we gathered at grandparents' home early. After dinner, everyone chatted and was busy with tomorrow's breakfast-dumplings.
Grandma is a master of Bao jiaozi. I saw that she pinched a small group of Noemie jiaozi, held it slightly in her hands, and carefully kneaded it into a small handleless dumpling wrapper; Then put a spoonful of stuffing in the dumpling skin, then put the edge of the dumpling skin up and wrap the whole stuffing in the dumpling skin; After that, I took this little ball in my hand and rubbed it around. Finally, a round dumpling appeared. My heart moved: "Grandma, will you teach me how to wrap jiaozi?" Grandma smiled kindly: "well, of course my baby has to learn and teach!" " "Say that finish, he took my hand and taught me hand in hand.
I didn't expect jiaozi to look simple, but actually it's not easy to do. Fortunately, my grandmother taught me patiently, and I studied hard, and finally I got a little decent. I showed off my jiaozi excitedly. I didn't expect everyone to giggle when they saw me. Cousin smiled and pulled me to the mirror. I see my forehead, nose and cheeks are all white glutinous rice flour! Seeing my cousin laughing happily, I smiled cunningly, turned around and quickly wiped the remaining glutinous rice flour on my cousin's face. My cousin shouted and ran away, and I chased him with a smile. The whole family smiled happily. ...
Even a good jiaozi can't control his greedy mouth. Looking at round jiaozi, my mouth is watering. I begged my grandmother to cook jiaozi to satisfy my cravings, while staring at them. Grandma looked at me greedy and agreed to me in distress situation.
I watched the dumplings put into the pot, then covered the pot ... finally it was time for the dumplings to come out of the pot. Looking at the steaming jiaozi, I couldn't help but pick up the spoon and eat it bite by bite: "Mmm, it's delicious! Grandma's jiaozi is delicious! " Although my mouth was extremely spicy with glutinous rice balls, I couldn't help but taste the delicious food. After eating one, I scooped up another one and ate it with my mouth open. Grandma smiled and shouted, "eat slowly, eat slowly, and be careful not to burn!" " "
I looked at jiaozi in the bowl and looked up at my grandparents who smiled kindly in front of me. I can't help secretly making up my mind that companionship is the longest confession. Grandparents, I will grow old with you!
Not only because this year's taste is beautiful, but also because I want this beautiful smile to exist forever, forever. ...
Time flies like an arrow. In a blink of an eye, a semester passed. Grandpa Dong sent Miss Qiu away. He breathed a sigh of relief and the earth was covered with shiny silver. With the snowflakes flying all over the sky, we have already smelled the strong flavor of the New Year, and we also know that the long-awaited Spring Festival is coming. The Spring Festival is a happy time for children.
You can sleep in comfortably at home during the Spring Festival. Sleep until you wake up naturally every day. I have been awakened by music for a long time.
At this time, there are still six days before the Spring Festival, and our family has already started to act. When mom came back from work, she quickly wrote a shopping list. Then we drove to the supermarket. On the way to the supermarket, we saw that this street was very busy. Even the trees are hung with colored lights. It seems that we are still a step behind, and even the government is faster than us. In the supermarket, wow! A sea of people, a sea of people! Laughter keeps coming! It is several times more lively than the supermarket in the past. The first floor is the food area, where mouth-watering snacks, desserts, vegetables, aquatic products and fruits are placed on the shelves. I was so excited that I ran to the fruit section to get my favorite golden orange. It seems to be smiling at me: "Little sister, buy it for me quickly!" " ! I am the king among them. Sweet and fragrant. I put the oranges into the shopping cart without hesitation. Mom was dumbfounded. Ha! I winked at my mother and stuck out my tongue. Who told my mother that I was in charge today? Then we came to the vegetable area and the meat area, where the cabbage was fragrant and tender, the spinach was green and the red pepper was unusually bright ... The attractive color made you want to stop, so I put these vegetables into the shopping cart mercilessly. Finally, we came to the clothing area, and the clothing in each place can be described as a myriad of postures. I stood proudly and politely, but this time I just appreciated it and didn't buy it! Because my mother bought me new clothes. After shopping, my mother and I came to the car with two bags of trophies each, put the trophies in the car and went home excitedly.
Ah! Spring Festival! Spring Festival! There are 365 days in a year. What else can you expect for the Spring Festival? Why?
First of all, you can't wear new clothes when you are young, and it is human nature to dress beautifully. And the Spring Festival Gala! Ha ha! Do you look forward to the Spring Festival as much as I do? The smell of the year is so strong, do you smell it?
Early in the morning, just before dawn, I was lying under the covers, drooling and dating Duke Zhou. A string of loud firecrackers broke the silence in the village and opened the curtain for the arrival of the New Year. In a short time, firecrackers became louder and louder, and I was finally awakened, wiping my saliva, yawning and stretching to welcome the arrival of the New Year. Looking out of the window, the white snow on the ground is covered with red firecrackers, like clusters of bright red azaleas blooming on the land in spring, making this winter vivid and shiny. Perhaps this is the unique "flavor of the year" of Chinese New Year.
I always thought that I didn't know what the real taste of Chinese New Year was until I had been to the North once. If nothing else, this color alone is more authentic than other places. I wonder if God wants to see the scenery of this northern country. In the northeast, it usually snows several times before the Spring Festival. So on New Year's Eve, snow covered the whole land and roof. So unlike the variegated colors in other places, the background color of the New Year in the north is absolutely pure white. At this time, I don't know where to start, the whole village began to wear red clothes, red lanterns, shiny little lanterns, bronze Spring Festival couplets and white snow. I don't know if northerners have studied fashion design, how do you know that red and white are the most popular collocation, and how do you make the earth look so beautiful?
The annual flavor of this north is also the simplest and most affordable dish-killing pigs. Every Chinese New Year, every household in rural areas will kill a pig. Those who don't raise pigs at home, or those with poor conditions at home, will buy a few feet of pork. The meat of pigs raised in this country is particularly fragrant. Mother cut off a piece of fat instead of a thin piece and put it in a pot to stew with her pickled sauerkraut. The smell filled the whole kitchen. At this time, playing wild in the yard and running around, the cold children will go back to the house and ask their mother for a bowl of sauerkraut soup, even if it is hot, and then set off firecrackers outside later. This pig-killing dish has become the warmest concern of children in the north.
I think the most noteworthy thing about this Northern New Year's Eve dinner is wine. This northerner is the most generous and enjoyable to drink. No matter the first pound of white, or later bottled Gu Feng and Daoxiang Village, northerners can enjoy drinking freely. Drinking boiling white wine and eating delicate little jiaozi, this kind of New Year's Eve dinner has a taste of New Year's Eve, just like the northerners do.
I am from the northeast, and I have spent 17 years in the north since I was born. The year in my hometown is full of flavor and my heart is burning. I believe that no matter where I am, no matter how terrible Spring Festival travel rush is, I will go home for the New Year.
Four-year-old topic of composition: green bamboo and mountain flowers greet spring and welcome the spring. Spring Festival, under the sunshine of winter, comes to us, and the taste of New Year comes with it. What's the taste of Chinese New Year?
Fireworks smell like gunpowder.
How important it is to welcome the new year! Usually, people will set off a firecracker to express their inner excitement and joy. There are many kinds of fireworks, and all kinds of patterns emerge one after another, which is dazzling. Dumping guns, ten miles of red, and a single spark are all popular. However, these are not beautiful. The beautiful thing is that the "fire tree and silver flower" lit the fuse. Three, two, one, with a loud noise, a series of sparks splashed everywhere. At first, one or two colorful flowers appeared in the sky, and then a huge Zijin waterfall appeared, flowing thousands of miles. Then, several beams of light formed a circle, which spread from the periphery bit by bit, and suddenly exploded with a bang, making the night as bright as day. Finally, the parachute, like magic, sprayed colorful smoke and floated down with a flashing paper tape, causing excited screams.
Ink flavor of couplets in New Year pictures
On New Year's Eve, red couplets and upside-down "blessings" will be posted on the doors of every household to pray for peace and happiness in the new year. Some people also bought New Year pictures to hang on the wall as decoration. There are many kinds of New Year pictures in life, such as lion dancing, setting off fireworks, having a reunion dinner, buying new year's goods and exchanging greetings. The figures are vivid and radiant, and each painting is an amazing artistic treasure.
Piaoxiang dishes taste
In the eyes of elders, the most important thing for the New Year is this New Year's Eve dinner. First, put on twelve dishes, first worship the ancestors and pray for their blessing. Then, everyone sat down, eating and laughing, mostly looking forward to the coming year. When I was eating, with the shouts of the chef, it was delicious and delicious, and bowls of nectar and jade kept rolling on the big round table full of dishes. Braised pork elbow, taro pot, mushroom platter with chicken stewed mushrooms … like the flat peach banquet of the Queen Mother. Everyone enjoyed the delicious food, but my eyes swept the table and I didn't know where to put the first pair of chopsticks. Hmm (expressing hesitation, etc.) ... sweet and sour pork ribs, that's you! As soon as my hand was stretched and shrunk, a piece of sugar juice was about to drip down. The full ribs reached my mouth and I swallowed them. After killing it with a hungry tiger, I was in a good mood and had a big appetite. I ate three bowls of rice in a row. According to my mother, I ate unsightly food, like a lion hungry for three days, "sweeping" in the butcher shop.
What's the taste of Chinese New Year? Now, I can tell you that the taste of the New Year is happiness, peace, harmony and stability!
There is an emotion that has always left me with an endless aftertaste, and that is warm affection. The winter vacation is over, and the Spring Festival is coming soon, but I don't feel the slightest taste of the year. The hurried crowd and the busy street didn't feel any difference in calm until my mother pulled me out of bed that morning. "I will pay a New Year call to my grandparents today." I realized that it was time to start visiting relatives to celebrate the New Year.
Walking on the road, we quickly integrated into the army of visiting relatives. Electric cars, bicycles, motorcycles and automobiles are constantly flowing, and fruits, wine, drinks, cakes and gifts are all available. Everyone's face is filled with a faint smile.
I came to my grandmother's house and knocked on the door. My grandmother immediately appeared in front of me, as if I had been waiting for the knock. I hasten to pay a New Year call to my grandma. Before I set foot in the house, I received a big red envelope from my grandmother. Not wanting to lag behind, my grandfather said, "Tall and strong." "yes! I gain three pounds every holiday. " After hearing what I said, the whole family was amused, and the cheerful laughter seemed to have a strong flavor of the year.
In the evening, my uncle, aunt, brother and sister all came back. There are so many people that the whole family seems to be boiling. Everyone found a small team. My parents played mahjong with my grandma and aunt, and my uncle accompanied me and my brother to fight the landlord. A wall divides us into two "battlefields", but there is no smell of smoke on the battlefield, only joy and warmth. My brother and I have a lot of lucky money in our hands, while my uncle only took a few one-dollar bills. He looked at us confidently and said, "Playing poker with you two children is enough." My brother and I smiled at each other and reached a secret cooperation agreement in an instant, while my uncle was still in the dark. Next, my brother and I won all my uncle's money. We looked at him in pretended surprise, and he said awkwardly, "Card God didn't come today …" My brother and I couldn't help laughing at this answer.
I came to another battlefield with my "trophy" and showed off my achievements. Unexpectedly, I kept saying, "lend me some money first, and I'll give you half if you win." When it came, I lent all my money without stint. Looking at my empty hands, I was inevitably a little frustrated and suddenly realized that each of them was playing cards with my money. I can't help whispering, "You bad guys." But there is no anger in the words, only laughter that is touched by yourself.
Spring Festival is really a beautiful word. You can have a holiday and collect lucky money. Really a man. However, I have been complaining about the lack of taste on the Internet recently, but I am too lazy to entangle the problem of taste because my wallet is a little weak. In order to replenish energy for the wallet, I have to rely on some "illegal" means to make huge profits (don't blame me too hard).
On New Year's Eve, I browsed a lot of tricks on the Internet, learned a trick, and tried a few things all night. It can be said that everything is ready, except the east wind. I recognized it for Kong Fangxiong, and I spelled it. For the wallet, I recognize it; For a well-off life, I broke out. Dad saw me twitching and said calmly, "Daughter, it's getting late. Wash and sleep! " "I said," Dad, I'm going to be rich. " I ran back to my room very happily. My father and mother looked at each other and said, "What happened to the child recently? "I went back to my room together.
On the first day of junior high school, my brother gave me lucky money first. I thought to myself: if you bully me at ordinary times, I will definitely get it back with interest. So I set a trap when counting money and deliberately put a dollar back. It used to be 500, but after counting it, it became 400. After counting, I said in a gloomy voice, "Why 400?" ? Four is very unlucky. "My brother said," No, I clearly counted 500! ""So I folded the money into a fan to cover the lower part, and said with guilt, "Look, it's obviously 400, and elementary school math doesn't pass. Besides, it's unlucky to say four. " My brother said helplessly, "What do you want?" I bit every word and said, "A thousand!" Brother jumped back and said, "Are you robbing?"
"Never mind, you can get a 60% discount," I said justly. My brother breathed a sigh of relief and gave me another two hundred. I am very happy to say, "Happy New Year, brother." I took the money and stuffed it into my wallet. Looking at my brother's shriveled wallet and bulging wallet, I know that my well-off life is coming to me, and I can't help but sigh: spring has really come.
Chinese New Year, Spring Festival and lucky money are all so beautiful. Maybe there are not many lucky money, but life is interesting. Maybe my subtotal is seen through, but for everyone's happiness, maybe that one or two hundred dollars is not that important. Therefore, the taste of Chinese New Year is people!
Many people think that China chose integration in the trend of the times, leaving traditional culture behind, and lost the outstanding essence of 5,000 years in international conferences. For example, the Korean Dragon Boat Festival shows that China people do not cherish and respect their own culture, and the following question is: Is the Spring Festival, the most traditional festival in China, drifting away?
On my side, on the 26th to 29th day of the lunar calendar, every household will dress up their own threshold and compete to invite others to have New Year's wine, which symbolizes the boundary between last year and this year, and also means that the New Year will be spent hand in hand. There is joy of Chinese New Year everywhere. Spring Festival couplets should be posted on New Year's Eve, and last year's ones should be torn off, so that this year's vigorous brushwork can accompany a spring and autumn. Paste, brush waving, this family spirit has been fully reflected. In the evening, the family sit together, watch the Spring Festival Gala, eat melon seeds and wait for the countdown.
On the first day of my family outing, I wandered the mountains and rivers and marveled at the wonderful workmanship. The day passed happily. I still eat wine on the second and third day of the first month, but I changed my name and called it the first month wine. Red envelopes should be collected, and when adults are embarrassed, children's faces are filled with happy smiles. On the fifth day of the fourth grade, he was forcibly dragged to row a dragon boat. This is different from the Dragon Boat Festival, and it is more inclined to decorate dragons. All kinds of woodcut figures, mostly from the four classical novels and the Sui and Tang Dynasties, are fixed on a long flat wood with vivid shapes and expressions. Guan Yu rode a thousand miles of wood carving alone, flying long beard and urgent expression, all of which seemed to make people feel the troubled times of the Three Kingdoms. After a while, the dragon boat started, mainly relying on the dragon head. I just need to carry it symbolically at 2 1. Having said that, it's hard to walk when it rains in Mao Mao in early spring. Occasionally, the dragon boat is brought up, followed by the dragon body, and the bells hanging in various positions jingle, which is spectacular! Every time we pass a house, the family will come out to set off firecrackers to celebrate, light a bunch of rice stalks called "stepping on red" and pin the New Year on the fire. People who pay attention to it will also sprinkle some glutinous rice to show their blessing to the dragon boat rowers.
Before running to the ancestral temple, the dragon boat will stop for a while to worship the ancestors. Go to the temple, kneel down, worship and pray for the coming year. When the team is ready to go again, they should row the dragon boat for a while until the designated family stops. Then Mr. Special came out to show the achievements of each family in turn (paying money in advance, of course), worship the dragon boat and pray for the ancestors.
Is the taste of China really getting weaker? I don't think so. See the dragon boat, Spring Festival and Chinese New Year here. These words, which are closely related to the Chinese nation, are always embedded in everyone's heart.
Among so many traditional festivals in China, I like the Spring Festival best.
The name of the Spring Festival is full of happiness and always reminds people of beautiful things. It symbolizes the beginning of a new year, and it also means that all the joys and sorrows of last year have ended, turned into memories and stayed in the history of life.
Although it is a cold winter day, the Spring Festival appears like a warm day, hanging high in the air, melting the snow on both sides of the street. Passers-by's footsteps are stepping on a brisk beat, and the corners of his mouth are filled with uncontrollable joy.
It's the New Year! It's the New Year!
Grandparents came back from their hometown with big bags of gifts, and I was so happy that I couldn't keep my mouth shut. Mom and dad discussed the new year's goods that need to be purchased and made a long list. My clean grandmother instructed me not to do anything. My uncle and I cleaned the house inside and out, then touched the window bright enough to show people, nodded and said with relief, "Great, except for the dirt of last year, we ushered in a new year cleanly."
How fragrant the taste of the Spring Festival is. People who have been busy for a year can finally have a rest, except those hardworking housewives. Mother poured peanuts bought from the supermarket into the pot, stirred them skillfully, and then sprinkled salt on the plate after taking them out. With crispy skin wrapped in milky white nuts, the fragrance is overflowing. She still wants to fry fish, but she doesn't know much about raw and cooked food, so she has to ask her grandmother for guidance. Grandma smiled and took a shovel to demonstrate. Grandma stood by and accepted her words and deeds seriously and humbly. There are fruit bowls of different sizes in the living room, piled with dried fruits and fruits like hills. I sniffed contentedly. Walking on the balcony and looking down, several children are playing with small fireworks, and happy flowers are burning among the flames. A light smoke disappeared into the air, and I smelled the fragrance of the exclusive fireworks on the second floor. My mood was relaxed in leisure, and I smiled happily.
This warm feeling still stays in my heart. However, once upon a time, the rich flavor of the Spring Festival faded a little.
In recent years, western festivals have spread to China. When young people come on Halloween, Christmas or Valentine's Day, they are as excited as winning the lottery. I don't have much interest in traditional festivals like the Spring Festival. "Oh, New Year's Day again?" Then make up and have dinner with their families, and then continue their straight life.
In fact, they will find that those "foreign festivals" are just a novelty, put on a mask and dance a masked ball. What really lasts is the traditional festivals handed down by our ancestors. That kind of warmth and happiness is the honey precipitated by years, which can be sweet to your heart.
I like the Spring Festival, and I am even more obsessed with its colorful taste.
As soon as the twelfth lunar month entered, the sky in the village began to be filled with more and more mellow flavor of the year. "Twenty-nine, Steamed Steamed Steamed Bread", in the northern rural areas, steamed bread, jiaozi, fried steamed bread, twist and other pasta are the main force of the Spring Festival, and every household should prepare a laundry list full. When I was a child, all kinds of delicious and delicate noodles were the most profound taste of the year in my memory.
Mother's steamed buns are a must in the village. At that time, my family was still poor, so my mother spread white flour, corn flour and sweet potato flour into a big cake, carefully folded it, rolled it up, and cut it into rolls with a knife. It was white, red and yellow, layer by layer, delicious and beautiful. Sometimes when steaming oil rolls, my mother will sprinkle chopped green onion or pepper noodles on the noodles, evenly spread a layer of sesame oil, and then roll them up layer by layer to make them into the shape of petals. I tore them a little when I ate them. I can't help drooling when I think about it now. But my favorite is steamed buns with bean stuffing. My mother steamed sweet potatoes and cowpeas in advance. Sweet potatoes should be peeled to make mud, but beans should be completely peeled. Stir the two together, add two spoonfuls of sugar, and make a pot of Wangdou stuffing. My sister and I often stay by the pot, grab a handful when she is not looking, run whether it is hot or not, and fill the mouth first. Mother was so distressed that she scooped a bowl for each of us and smiled and watched us eat. Steamed bean-stuffed buns are sweet in the outside, which is the yearning for a better life at that time and the sweetest taste of the year.
When I grow up, my mother still steams steamed buns as before. From morning till night, she always steamed a "steamed bread mountain". There is no refrigerator at home, and often after five minutes, the steamed bread is cracked and difficult to swallow. I advised her to steam less and buy some outside. My mother always shakes her head and always says that the bean stuffing sold outside is expensive and unpalatable, and there is no taste of Chinese New Year.
The days passed day by day. After I got married, I bought a house and stopped living with my parents. Every year during the Spring Festival, my mother often sends us steamed buns with more and more patterns, including vegetarian meat, red beans and sweet potatoes. My daughter-in-law likes eating these steamed buns very much, but I don't think so. On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, just when I got home, my daughter-in-law told me that my parents had come to send me Chinese New Year's steamed stuffed buns with my favorite bean paste. I felt a slight quiver in my heart. I have worked in villages and towns for so long that I have never been home since the twelfth lunar month. I took a bite of hot bean stuffing steamed buns made by my wife, and there was a long-lost smell between my lips and teeth.
On New Year's Eve, I took my wife and children home and reported my work to my father. My mother handed me hot bean stuffing all night, saying it was reserved for me. As soon as my eyes got hot, I hurried to get a bowl. The original flavor of growing up with me is not the soft and sweet taste, but my mother's constant concern for me.