I remember when I was a child, always looking forward to New Year's Eve, in those difficult years, every New Year's Eve, we can wear a new dress, eat a meal of dumplings, enjoy a frozen pear, and a few dollars of New Year's money. On New Year's Eve, we started to make our own lanterns, planting a candle in a canning jar, tying a string to the mouth of the jar, tying a wooden stick, lighting the candle, and the lantern would light up, and we would run around the village with the native lantern in our hands, especially happy. When the New Year's bell rang, the whole family would happily pile up cornstalks and tree trunks in the yard, and Dad would light a bonfire, which would illuminate the whole yard with flames, light up the two kicks in the air, which would explode like thunder, and light up the hanging whips, which would crackle and pop, which was a very lively event. At New Year's Eve dinner, my mother would always put five steel pancakes into the dumplings, and she told us five siblings that whoever ate the steel pancakes would have good luck for the year. Strangely enough, all of us siblings were able to eat them, but Mom and Dad were not. Later, whenever I talked about this, my mom would say with a smile, "Silly child, I'll tell you, every dumpling with a steel bungee hidden in it has a different shape, and there are ambushes, so my mom would pick them out and give them to each one of us when we ate the dumplings. Mom's wish when I grow up to really understand, every time I think of a burst of excitement in the heart, tears rustling down, poor parents ah
Now the New Year, adults and children have been very difficult to feel the New Year's Eve material enjoyment, the usual material life has been very rich,,, the difference is that the children do not study, a hard crazy play, adults do not work, and enjoy the rest of the good! Happy. New Year's Eve, the family is no longer wrapped dumplings, in the restaurant to enjoy the delicious; colorful TV programs and Internet programs so that everyone has what they need, enjoy; similar is the New Year's bell ringing time, the family downstairs to light firecrackers, suddenly full of firecrackers near the city with the sound of firecrackers, deafening, colorful fireworks rise, the whole city of Beijing immersed in the sound of fireworks in the smoke of the skyscrapers blurred, the people's psychological holiday atmosphere burned up, the people's mental health. People's psychological festive atmosphere burned up, laughter through the harmony and good luck. In the lanterns, colorful temple fairs, in the sound of blessings, ushered in a new year. Now I have grown up and become a father of my children. Every New Year's Eve, I have to make a phone call to my mom and dad who are far away in the northeast, so that the old man can hear the blessings of our whole family, especially my daughter's New Year's greetings, so that her grandmother's tears flowed in two rows, and how much they are looking forward to the family reunion ah.
Standing in the boiling urban forest, in the sound of burning firecrackers, and in the countless New Year's messages received, the wheels of social development are moving forward rapidly, and people's voices of anticipation for harmony and happiness are getting stronger and stronger. So that all people can enjoy the fruits of social development, so that every family to get well, that is the greatest expectation of the parents of the whole world. This is everyone's responsibility, but also the responsibility of a society. It's a great feeling to have a New Year's Eve.
The impression of the Spring Festival
In this season of less snow and growing warmth, the Spring Festival has unknowingly buried the dull days and is coming. Looking at the new wall calendar, counting the days until the last Chinese New Year of this century, I can't help but marvel at the rush of the years and the passing of another calm and busy year.
Nearing the end of the year, the more or less good impression accumulated in childhood tends to fade, no longer firecrackers fireworks dumplings pressure money years, no longer longing for their own and a year old, see more than one into the Spring Festival is a happy time, rather than a let a person realize the age of the age of aging, the responsibility for the major juncture.
General congratulations, say a few words of resignation and welcome the new auspicious words, write a bit of spring nostalgia article, has not been that elegant. Like the program hosts in general, talking about this year's events, lamenting the past and present, think about the future, but to win the applause of the people who are complimented. Self-deceiving words I do not say, perhaps our expectations are too high, the Spring Festival is just 365 days a year in the ordinary day, we injected it with too many cultural connotations and commercial hype, and therefore seems particularly heavy. In fact, we might as well treat it with a normal heart, suppress that expectation and restlessness, and get some imperceptible satisfaction outside the program of eating, drinking, laughing and visiting friends and relatives.
Once upon a time, the Spring Festival left me with many beautiful and unforgettable memories. I think today's children will feel the same way I did then about this joyous and grand festival. However, different ages have different experiences, perhaps because of their own personality and interests, no matter how all kinds of media rendering bombardment, my actual feelings are always unsatisfactory, more than the usual days, a lot of helplessness, more annoyed and heavy. Parents must go there, friends and relatives have to go there, coworkers still have to go, the substance is always no more than the word eat and drink. Congratulations, good new year, good luck and other clichés said in the heart of the twisted but had to be repeated over and over again. Shopping, riddles and lanterns, gifts and invitations are repeated year after year without end. People are like a gyroscope, it is pumped more than spinning, they do not know where the center of gravity. We still have to force the excitement of childhood on such an overburdened festival, watching the all-night cycle of parties, listening to the laughter of others, but feeling our own sleepy eyes, disappointment, no desire to the stomach. I'd rather have a light meal as usual, go to bed at ten, read a book or play a round of cards with friends. It always seemed that on this day of universal joy, I was not in the least bit excited, even with my always good appetite.
Tradition, culture, history, custom is a man-made product, is our ancestors developed it, we have generations of people keep copying the replica, the evolution of the play to make it brilliant, more network propaganda to let it soar mutation, it ultimately constrained our own, contrary to the nature of the human at least a little bit of human beings - the people are aspiring to freedom and happiness, the Chinese New Year, it can be said that one of the clearest mirror, the Chinese New Year, the most clear. The Spring Festival can be said to be the clearest mirror, from which everyone can see, so tired and negative face, is it your childhood appearance? Even a hint of the shadow of joy.
Yes, we continue to grow old and feel the vicissitudes of the world. This year's Spring Festival is copied again by next year's Spring Festival, today's unhappiness may dissipate tomorrow, memory filters the shadows and sadness in everyone's heart, and what's left may be something that can be called beautiful, but what about once? There is no place for us there, that is after the virtualization, virtual, knowing that it is false we still have to repeat, but also written into an article, coaxing a pedestrian and children.
Can not grow old, afraid that only the innocence of childhood it
<<I and the New Year>>
With a flurry of snowflakes, spent an extremely interesting Christmas. Listening with one ear, the footsteps of the New Year are near. Looking east, the tunnel of time is coming to a crystal bright days, let us gently to him to beckon: New Year, hello!
In the past three hundred and sixty-five days full of wind, rain and snow, we have struggled. We have struggled. Successful. We have failed. Our laughter and loss. Dazed and confused, have become a wonderful memory. As Pushkin's poem says, "And that which is past is colored with inexplicable acrimony." Isn't it?
The New Year is the beginning of time, and New Year's Day is the first milestone of time. On this day, we think more about the future, those who are about to complete the cause of the upcoming opportunities and bright prospects, is vaguely beckoning to us in front of the mysterious dream and endless joy "temptation" to us. So, our hearts again lit up with confidence and hope, do not care about the exhaustion and pain, and will have no choice but to travel through thick and thin. The New Year always comes at the coldest time of the year, however, "Winter is coming, is spring still far away?" Yes, that countless poetic waiting for us to feel, to depict: sprinkled with sunshine lakeside morning, falling petals of the trail twilight, as well as Jiangnan Lane, the green stone path of the smoke and rain, and the north and the spring breeze of a blue hectare of wheat fields ........
Yes, although the road ahead is still bumpy, the biting wind is still wreaking havoc, but for the sake of the heart that once made a promise to himself, for the sake of that indestructible hope and the beautiful telescope, we are still forward, forward ......
Standing in the New Year on this snow-white starting line, towards tomorrow, towards the East that round of the rising red sun, let us fly the dove in the heart, to the angry lily-like mood, sincerely said;
New Year, hello!
Lively New Year>>
Morning, the weather is very good, fresh air, bright sunshine, clear skies, white and soft clouds, such as washed by the water as pure white.
Today's good weather accompanied my grandfather to visit his family! Oh, my grandpa is coming today. And brought along Grandma, cousin and aunt. Of course I'm happy (and maybe I even received a lei, hehehe! ~~).
"Ahahaha, hello grandpa, hello grandma, happy new year!" As soon as my relatives arrive, I sell my mouth: "Congratulations, wealth, red packets follow! I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this."
Grandma and Grandpa couldn't withstand this, and took out their red envelopes, "Here you go!"
"Thank you, Grandma and Grandpa, good luck this year!" With that, I "fled to my room" and put the red envelope away.
After the New Year's dinner, we all watched TV. 9 o'clock, as if he had forgotten something, Dad took out a few things from his room.
"Here, A-Ma, A-Da, Xiao-Chao (my cousin), your Li-Yi money, huh!" Dad smiled as he handed out money.
When the relatives went to bed, I dragged Dad to the balcony.
"Dad, you seem to be forgetting something..." I asked dad.
"What did I forget? Tell me!" Dad's curiosity got the better of him.
"You forgot.... You forgot..." I was too embarrassed to say it (can you guess what I was going to say?) : "Congratulations and bring on the profits!"
"Oh, so that's it. No, I resolve the following, you don't get the New Year's money this year!" Dad deliberately raised his voice.
"Oooh, no good, you are 'money' this year, so a little bit, you can't spare it?" I said, "Okay, okay!" Dad could not resist, finally willing to give in.