[new year's Day] Childhood

What is the year? The year is not only the end of the round, but also the beginning of the round, but also the reward of family reunion and a year of travel. The year is a celebration, the year is prosperous, the year is lively.

The scenes of childhood New year are still lingering in my mind, drifting away. At that time, the longing for the Spring Festival was much thicker than it is now. It goes without saying that during the winter vacation, there are not only big fish and meat to eat, but also can play until dark to go home, and do not need to be scolded. I wish this year would never be over, and it would be nice to celebrate the Spring Festival every day.

Although it has been said that Laba is the year, only after the end of the year will the flavor of the New year get stronger and stronger, and people will be more and more busy. People who hadn't seen in the village for a year or even years showed up slowly. Everywhere, a group of friends were playing with small firecrackers, lighting firecrackers and throwing them on the ground. Then they covered the prepared jar, covered their ears and looked at the old high jar blown up by firecrackers. From time to time, there was a burst of laughter.

Waiting for the arrival of the New year in this kind of laughter and busy preparing New year's goods, there is a custom in our hometown that you can't use a spatula when cooking New year's Eve dinner. Mom brought the stewed chicken soup and bacon to the table early. Because you can't use a spatula, there was no stir-fry on the table, and your mouth was full of oil.

Every family will play firecrackers before the New year's Eve dinner, crackling all the time. When I was a child, I was more playful. I pulled a chicken leg, had a few drinks and ran out to play with my buddies. As a result, no one came out to play in the village. They were all having dinner on New year's Eve. I went home honestly to continue to eat, and came out later.

Nothing is more lively than the New year's Eve, and it is also what we look forward to most, looking forward to the blooming of fireworks all over the sky and whether there are more lucky money in red envelopes than in previous years. There are not so many rules for the reunion dinner on New year's Eve. The table is full of dishes, and the family gather around the table, laughing and laughing, picking up food for each other. The elders will tell the younger generation to study hard in the new year so that they can repay us in the future.

I am happiest when I get the lucky money, no matter how much I am willing to take it. As soon as I received the red packet, I went out to set off fireworks and play with firecrackers, and I would happily show off to others how much lucky money I got this year, and I would foolishly talk about whose fireworks are the tallest and most beautiful.

Every year on the first day of the Lunar New year, I am woken up by the sound of firecrackers, which reminds me that the time has come for me to pay New year's greetings. Wearing new clothes that have already been bought and reluctant to wear, I went to pay New year's greetings with my partner who made an appointment last night, from the first family in the east of the village to the last one in the west of the village. By this time, every household had posted red couplets and hung red lanterns, and the whole village looked prosperous. Each passing family will say to them, I wish you a happy New year and all the best. They will also give each of us a cigarette and some candy and seeds. The north wind made us blush, but we didn't feel cold and bounced to another house.

Perhaps I was born late, can not feel the kind of material shortage of bitterness and happiness, but childhood New year's laughter has still become a kind of memories that will never fade.

Now we forget to work hard, skim the cold of the wind, put on eye-catching clothes, and raise a smile we haven't seen for a long time. Just to go home and get together with my relatives and tell them that I have had a good year, and I am looking forward to a different year.

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