It’s really the New Year, in the footsteps of busy pedestrians, in the crowds carrying objects on their hands, in the words of greetings, in the sound of firecrackers that shook the mountains and rivers, and in the spectacular scene of the packed New Year’s Eve dinner.

, in the bustling temple fair crowd.

It’s really the New Year, no matter how many things you have, you have to put it down, no matter where you live, you have to go home, no matter whether you are high or low, your face is full of spring breeze, no matter adults and children are blessing you constantly, no matter how difficult it is, every family will have a decent New Year.

Dinner.

The Chinese New Year is the most solemn traditional festival of the Chinese nation.

It's the most important thing in everyone's heart.

"The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu, and thousands of households always replace old talismans with new peaches." It has a long history, endless life, and the same origin.

For the sake of reunion and the return of body and mind.

I remember when I was young, I always looked forward to the Chinese New Year. In those difficult years, every Chinese New Year, we could wear new clothes, eat a meal of dumplings, enjoy a frozen pear, and have a few yuan of lucky money.

On New Year's Eve, we started to make our own lanterns. We planted a candle in a can, tied a rope around the mouth of the bottle, tied a wooden stick, lit the candle, and the lantern lit up. We were carrying the earthen lanterns in our hands.

I felt very happy running around the village.

As the New Year's bell rings, the whole family will happily pile corn stalks and tree trunks in the yard, and dad will light a bonfire. The majestic flames will illuminate the entire yard, and the two lit kicks will rise into the air with a loud bang.

The sound was like thunder, and the lit whip crackled, which was very lively.

During the New Year’s Eve dinner, my mother would always put five pieces of Gangbeng into dumplings. My mother would tell us five siblings that whoever eats Gangbeng would have good luck in the year.

The strange thing is that our siblings can all eat it, but our parents can’t.

Later, every time I talked about this, my mother would smile and say, silly boy, let me tell you, each dumpling with a steel bunker hidden in it has a different shape, and there are some hidden ones. When we eat the dumplings, my mother will pick them out.

Give it to each of our children.

I can only truly understand my mother's wish when I grow up. Every time I think about it, I feel excited and burst into tears. I pity the hearts of parents all over the world. During the current Chinese New Year, it is difficult for adults and children to feel the material enjoyment of the Chinese New Year.

The usual material life is already very rich, but the difference is that the children no longer study and play wildly, and the adults no longer work and enjoy the joy of rest.

On New Year's Eve, the family no longer makes dumplings and just enjoys the delicious food in the restaurant; a variety of TV programs and online programs allow everyone to have what they need and enjoy themselves; similarly, when the New Year's bell rings,

The whole family went downstairs to light firecrackers, and suddenly the whole city was filled with the deafening sound of firecrackers. The fireworks went up in colorful colors. The whole city of Beijing was immersed in the sound of fireworks and firecrackers. The high-rise buildings were blurred in the smoke. People's psychological festive atmosphere burned up, and the cheers

Laughter conveys harmony and auspiciousness.

In the lanterns, in the colorful temple fairs, and in the sound of blessings, the new year is ushered in.

Now I am an adult and a father.

Every New Year, I have to make a call to my parents in the Northeast, so that the elderly can hear our family's blessings. Especially my daughter's New Year greetings made her grandma burst into tears. How much they look forward to the family reunion.

Standing in the boiling urban forest, amidst the sound of burning firecrackers, and the countless New Year greeting messages received, the wheels of social development are advancing rapidly, and people's aspirations for harmony and happiness are getting stronger.

Let all people enjoy the fruits of social development and let every family be healthy. That is the greatest expectation of parents all over the world.

This is everyone's responsibility and a society's responsibility.

It feels so good to celebrate the New Year.

Impressions of the Spring Festival In this snowless and increasingly warm season, the Spring Festival unknowingly buries the dull days and rushes towards us.

Looking at the newly purchased wall calendar on the wall and counting the days approaching the last Spring Festival of this century, I can't help but sigh that the years are rushing by and another peaceful and busy year has passed.

As the year draws to a close, the more or less good impressions accumulated in childhood have faded away. It is no longer the age of firecrackers, fireworks and dumplings, and I no longer look forward to the fact that I am one year older and have 10% more knowledge. It is not so much the Spring Festival.

It's the happiest time, rather it's the moment when people suddenly realize how old they are and how important their responsibilities are.

A general congratulation, a few auspicious words to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, and write some nostalgic articles about spring have long since lost their elegance.

Like a program host, talking about this year's major events, lamenting the past and present, and thinking about the future is just to win compliments and applause from the audience.

I won’t deceive myself or others. Maybe our expectations are too high. The Spring Festival is just an ordinary day among 365 days in a year. We have injected too much cultural connotation and commercial hype into it, so it seems particularly heavy.

In fact, we might as well treat it with a normal heart, suppress our expectations and restlessness, and obtain some subtle satisfaction outside of eating, drinking, laughing, and visiting relatives and friends.

Once upon a time, the Spring Festival left me with many beautiful and unforgettable memories.

I think today's children will feel the same joyful and grand festival as I did then.

However, different ages have different experiences, perhaps due to their own personalities and interests. No matter how various media exaggerate and bombard me, my actual feelings are always unsatisfactory. I feel a lot more helpless and a little more nervous than usual.

Tired and heavy.

You have to go to your parents, you have to go to your relatives and friends, you have to go to meet your colleagues, but the real content is always about eating and drinking.