The taste of Chinese new year
Wow! It's the New Year! Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, a new year is about to begin again.
The Spring Festival is a family reunion festival, which people expect. During the Spring Festival, people put on new clothes, walk around the streets and visit relatives and friends. You can eat rich and delicious food; Children are free to play; Adults can stop working and relax. These activities are essential for every Spring Festival. What I miss most, miss most and miss most are those fireworks and firecrackers that can enrich the flavor of the year.
A few years ago, it was forbidden to set off fireworks in Xiangyang. Every New Year, I can only recall the happy time of setting off fireworks. On New Year's Eve, my parents gave me some money to buy fireworks. As soon as I was out of my parents' monitoring range, I rushed to the fireworks store at a speed of 100 meters. I ran away with fireworks. When I hurried home, I hid some fireworks. Then I knocked on my neighbor's sister's door with a few "flying monkeys" and "Mars sticks" and set off fireworks with her. With the ignition of the fuse, several "thunder and lightning" resounded through the night sky. My hands trembled with the fireworks, excited, excited … even unable to control my emotions. Dozens of flowers "stored" in fireworks fly into the night sky one after another, slowly expanding and dispersing, colorful enough to form the most beautiful picture. Especially when many people set off all kinds of fireworks together, the majestic, magnificent, exquisite and exquisite beauty is intoxicating. My happy heart also blooms in the deep starry sky with fireworks.
After the monkey was released, we rushed downstairs and lit the spark stick. Run freely, with the "red sparks" in full bloom in your hands, and paint a new picture of spring according to your own running route. There are also firecrackers set off on the morning of New Year's Day (the kind of firecrackers that wear "red coats" and hang on the stairs with bamboo poles); A gun that can be fired at any time; On the ground, it looks like a small tube of firecrackers ... unforgettable. Every spark of fireworks and firecrackers is a greeting, a little blessing, a warmth, a happiness ... a good wish is self-evident.
In recent years, without the company of fireworks and firecrackers, there is no festive and lively taste, and the taste of the year has faded.
However, an exciting good news came to my ears: Xiangyang citizens can set off fireworks and firecrackers in the Spring Festival again! Great! I must experience that passion again; That kind of freedom; That kind of madness; Stimulation of five senses; That kind of heartfelt happiness ...
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There is a faint smell of gunpowder on the road, and occasionally children can be heard setting off firecrackers. I'm on my way to the hospital. It's night, there are almost no pedestrians on the road, and the fog all over the sky adds a bit of strangeness. I am very worried ...
Although I knew grandma's condition was not optimistic, I didn't expect grandma to die today-New Year's Eve! This is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue. I stumbled on the way to the hospital, and the fog drenched me into tears, and I couldn't see the direction clearly.
When I got to the hospital, the doctor was saving me, my sisters were crying, and my father had tears in his eyes. Grandma closed her eyes, like a broken puppet, lying in a pale and colorless hospital bed, and her body kept falling with the pressure of the doctor. One side of the machine "Didi" shouted. Announce the arrival of death to people again and again. Looking at this scene, I couldn't restrain myself any longer and jumped up and called grandma. I want to wake grandma! Grandma loves me most. As soon as I cry, grandma will get up as usual and coax me: "grandma!" I'm Yus! Yus is here! See if Yusi is good! Isn't it the most painful for grandma to want to rain? Why not look at Yus? ..... "But no matter how I cried, grandma didn't open her eyes again.
That night, grandma left and didn't have time to take one last look at me.
When I got home, I couldn't help it anymore. I threw myself on the bed and cried. However, my father stopped me in a low voice, "Yusi! Keep your voice down! " "Why? The same is true in the hospital, where grandma was put in the funeral home when she should have been cremated. Now, can't I even cry? " Looking at my father through tears, I am a little hysterical. My father hugged me, stroked my head and choked and said, "Yusi, your grandmother left today, and my father is very sad." Dad knows you love grandma very much, but dad loves her more. Grandma is the person who gave her life and raised her, and she is her mother. However, look at this time: every household is happily wrapping jiaozi and eating New Year's Eve; Chinese New Year is auspicious and festive, but you are crying here. Tell me, what's it like in people's hearts? We should not only consider our own pain, but also the feelings of others, understand? "My father's tears of pain quietly fell on my face, cold, my heart can not help but tighten up. I see, my father is actually more painful and depressed than me, and I can't help feeling sorry for my father in my heart.
The New Year's bell rang and thunderous firecrackers sounded around, adding a bit of desolation to this family. Our family of three sat quietly on the sofa, crying silently, looking at the empty living room, adding a little bitterness to our hearts. Looking down at grandma's room, I couldn't help but go in. Looking at the empty room, the bitterness in my heart can't help but add a few minutes. I sat in my room in a trance and saw the scene of getting along with my grandmother. ...
Later in the morning, I lay in bed and refused to get up. Grandma let me stay in bed until I got up, and quickly brought me a hot meal specially prepared for me. Late at night, my feet hurt so much that I couldn't sleep. Grandma rummaged through everything to find a plaster for me. When it's cold, you gently warm me by drinking warm air with your mouth, lest I catch cold; On a hot summer night, grandma always keeps shaking the cattail leaf fan to drive away mosquitoes for me and make me sleep soundly. ...
All this seems to be in front of me, but when I wipe away my tears and open my eyes, I find that things have changed and the past is gone; Looking at that neat but empty bed, my heart seemed to be cut into pieces. It is empty and painful. Tears can't help falling down my cheeks, splashing ripples on the floor, and slowly passed out. ...
This year, my mouth is always salty; These days, the nose is often filled with the unique alcohol smell of hospitals; This year, my heart is bitter. But this bitter taste has made me grow up and strong; Let me become sensible and learn to deal with problems calmly; Let me learn to understand the feelings of others, no longer willful; Let me know that I care about my heart and learn to be tolerant; Let me know how to cherish-cherish everything in front of me.
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I spent a very interesting Christmas in the snow. Listen carefully, the pace of the new year is approaching. Looking at the east, I just arrived in Chiang Kai-shek late and the sun was shining. We politely called him: Hello in the New Year!
In the past 365 days full of wind, frost, rain and snow, we have struggled, made progress, succeeded and failed. Our laughter, loss, confusion and confusion have all turned into beautiful memories. As Pushkin said in his poem: "The past will be infected with inexplicable acacia." Isn't it?
New Year is the starting point of time, and New Year's Day is the first milestone of time. On this day, we are thinking more about the future. Those upcoming undertakings, upcoming opportunities and bright prospects are looming ahead, waving to us with mysterious dreams and endless happiness. As a result, our hearts rekindled confidence and hope, regardless of fatigue and pain, and went through the storm without hesitation. The new year always comes at the coldest time of the year. However, "if winter comes, can spring be far behind?" Yes, countless poems and paintings are waiting for us to feel and describe: the sunny morning by the lake, the dusk by the path full of petals, the misty rain on the bluestone path in Jiangnan Lane, and the green wheat fields in the north and west. .....
Yes, although the road ahead is still bumpy and the cold wind is still whistling, we still keep moving forward for the promise we made to ourselves, for the eternal hope and beautiful vision. ...
Standing on the snow-white starting line of the New Year, facing tomorrow and the red sun rising in Ran Ran in the East, let's release the white dove in our hearts and sincerely say: Hello, New Year!
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Taste has a different taste for everyone and a different taste for every situation.
You can create families in different situations, such as grandparents who have recovered from a serious illness, parents who have been traveling abroad all the year round, brothers and sisters who have just gone out to study or have just been employed, children from relatives who have come from afar, different scenes of rich families and poor families, and different atmospheres of reunion and separation.
Anyway, there are many kinds of tastes, just pick any mood you want to express.
For reference only, I hope you have your own ideas.
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The Spring Festival is coming, and everywhere is full of strong flavor of the year. My parents and I hurried back to our hometown and couldn't wait to enjoy the Chinese New Year.
The taste of Chinese New Year is the delicious food. New Year's Eve is the most fragrant. Family members sit at the dining table, enjoy a sumptuous meal, talk about the future and toast each other. This scene is the warmest on a cold winter night.
The smell of Chinese New Year is the smell of firecrackers and fireworks. Put a string of red firecrackers in the dark night, light a colorful fireworks, let troubles disappear in the "crack" sound, and let happiness rush to the sky with the gorgeous morning light.
The smell of China New Year is the hopeful smell of spring. The grass quietly poked its head out, bringing the first ray of green to the empty earth. Small flowers smile quietly on the branches, bringing the first touch of pink to the bare branches. The intermittent spring rain brings the first hope of spring to people who come for an outing.
The taste of Chinese New Year is the faint fragrance of Spring Festival couplets. Since school, my brother and I have been doing Spring Festival couplets in our hometown. Compared with my brother's generous and correct handwriting, my handwriting is not so good, with different sizes and twists and turns. But after a year of exercise, my handwriting is getting better and better. Everyone's encouragement and praise always make me happy, and I make up my mind to get better every year.
The taste of Chinese New Year is the warm taste of home. At the dinner table, my brother and I were filled with our family's dishes, which were mixed with blessings. On the sofa, while watching the Spring Festival Gala, grandma asked me to be caring and attentive. In front of my house, my mother urged me to go downstairs and set off firecrackers. Warm family makes the cold winter night warm as spring.
The taste of Chinese New Year is delicious, prosperous, fragrant, hopeful and warm. Ah, the taste of Chinese New Year is a kind of happiness.
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Only once a year, the most lively night, I look forward to the arrival of that night and welcome that charming night.
Besides firecrackers, the spring breeze also brings warmth to Tu Su. Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones.
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Only once a year, the most lively night, I look forward to the arrival of that night and welcome that charming night.
The arrival of that night brought me a lot of happiness and fun. For this year's "New Year's Eve", mom and grandma started "construction" two days before New Year's Eve. Because the New Year's Eve in my mother's eyes is a reunion dinner, which indicates the beginning of a new year. Everything should be perfect, not sloppy at all. At this time, I will choose my words carefully, for fear of inadvertently saying something unpleasant or unlucky and inviting my mother to scold me. For my family, this annual New Year's Eve dinner is not only a simple dinner, but also a ceremony attended by the whole family. Therefore, in today's rich material life, we still maintain the habit of eating New Year's Eve at home.
My family's New Year's Eve dinner pays attention to division of labor and cooperation. Mom is the chief designer and is responsible for personnel scheduling. During the Spring Festival, my mother will take out the light blue exquisite tableware in the disinfection cabinet for use. My father helps my mother to do menial work, and is responsible for buying side dishes, spices, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, pots and pans; Grandma is the right-hand man of the chief designer; Grandpa cooked several of his famous dishes; Me, I'm in charge of "stealing vegetables" After a dish is cooked, I always try the salty taste of the dish to steal the cooked dish. Well, who called me a mouse?
Mom pays attention to cooking New Year's Eve. The number of dishes must be even, hot and cold, carefully prepared, and each one is in pairs to win a "yes-man" lottery. Every year at the New Year's Eve, my mother will give us some delicious dishes that I just learned, but some dishes are reserved by my mother and are essential every year. Steamed egg roll, stewed chicken, fried meatballs, braised fish. Mother thinks that having these dishes indicates a rich life and food and clothing in the coming year.
At seven o'clock in the evening, under the command of my mother, our midnight snack officially began, and plates of delicious food were served, which dazzled me. Dinner is ready! I wolfed down delicious food into my mouth. Mother took out juice and red wine and poured them into the goblet. This is an indispensable program for us every year-New Year's greetings (before the New Year's Eve every year, we always give our families a New Year's greetings). This year, I played first. I raise my glass to wish my parents good health, always smile and smooth work; I wish my grandparents-happiness as the East China Sea and longevity as the South Mountain. My parents and grandparents also gave me their blessings. My parents wish me good health and good mood every day. My grandparents wish me progress in my studies. Then we raise our glasses and say "cheers"! Our family is really a warm and harmonious family. I love my family.
My family is not only rich in food but also very happy. I am proud of having a mother who can cook, and I am proud of having a happy family.
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When I was in primary school, I always looked forward to the stars and the moon for the New Year, and I was late. At that time, the taste of Chinese New Year was particularly strong and particularly intriguing. There was a series of gunshots; There are red and novel couplets; New year's cakes and flower cakes with New Year's characteristics are getting taller every year! There are door gods with broadswords, grandfathers, grandmothers, the god of wealth, kitchen gods and incense burners for gods; There are all kinds of New Year pictures; Paper lanterns; There are hand-made gadgets dotted with lively and extraordinary annual episodes; There are also new clothes carefully prepared for the first day of the new year; Of course, the biggest concern is not thick red envelopes. With these, we can appreciate the taste of Chinese New Year.
New Year's Eve is really a carnival in China. That night, it is generally necessary to stay up all night. Because there was almost no TV at that time, neighbors just got together to talk about the ups and downs of the past and imagine their wishes for the coming year. * * * Waiting for the New Year bell to ring, * * * firing a gun to celebrate this exciting moment. On the first day of New Year's Day, at dawn, they began to pay New Year greetings to each other and gave their elders a bowl of jiaozi for the New Year.
When I was in junior high school, with the popularity of TV, the Spring Festival Evening became an indispensable dish in every family's New Year's Eve. Therefore, on New Year's Eve, people pay more attention to family reunion. At this time, the number of accidents caused by shooting increased gradually, and the government decided to ban shooting. Instead, red lanterns were hung at the door of every household.
My family moved into this building after I was in high school. Up to now, I don't know much about my neighbors, and I rarely have the opportunity to communicate with them. Busy shopping, busy working and studying, busy giving gifts during the New Year. During the Chinese New Year, most people rush back to their hometown on the first day or the day before, and when they come back, it will be the Chinese New Year. Chinese New Year is another year old.
I don't know whether the taste of the year is getting heavier and heavier now, or whether the taste of the New Year is getting weaker and weaker.
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In the twelfth lunar month, the flavor of the year is getting stronger and stronger, and some people are happy and others are sad.
After coming home from vacation, I don't know how many times I walked in grandma's old alley, but because the door was locked, I never went in.
It's been half a year since grandma died. Since grandma died, I always feel that there seems to be something missing at home. Grandpa also went to my uncle's house for the winter, and the old house was locked. I used to run to my grandmother's house after school, and suddenly I didn't land.
It snowed on the 26th of the twelfth lunar month. It's cold, and my heart is cold. It's twenty-eight, and the weather is still not getting better. My mother asked me to go to the market with her to buy new year's goods, and then I felt that the New Year really came.
It's New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye. On this day, our family of four, uncle and grandpa went to grandpa's old house for the New Year. In previous years, I was full of joy, but this time it was different, and my heart was stuffy. Is it because there is no grandmother? The only constant is the busyness of adults: mom and aunt mix noodles, dad chop fire, and uncle pick vegetables-except grandma sitting on the kang giving orders. ...
As night falls, firecrackers come and go in the distance, and our yard is silent.
According to the custom, eating fire on New Year's Eve indicates "turning over" in the coming year. When eating fire in previous years, it was very lively. The family sat around a big round table, eating the fire made by their mother and aunt. Some missed the stuffing, some spilled the soup, and everyone got a hand full of oil, laughing and laughing; This year, all the brothers in the uncle's family got married and just had children. Children are too young to get through, so naturally they are not so lively. Everyone was eating fire, and almost no one said a word.
On the first morning, I didn't get up early. No one pays New Year's greetings because of grandma's new grave. I ate jiaozi this morning, and I am one year older.
In fact, I don't want to celebrate the New Year so early, because I have to go back to my home in menstruation after the New Year. Mom and dad have to go out to work, too, so they can't accompany grandpa.
Finally, this day has come. On the fourth day, my parents took my sister and me to my aunt's house. I know what this means: it means that mom and dad are leaving soon. Although I can still spend the rest of my holiday with my sister, she will start school soon.
Inadvertently, the year has gradually left me, and the taste of the year has also dispersed. ...
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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, one day they will find that those "foreign festivals" are just a novelty. Put on a mask and dance in 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.
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The taste of Chinese new year
I woke up in the morning and answered a few phone calls. "Yes, but, no, I have to tidy up the house at home. Prepare for the New Year. " There is a very good reason to postpone the appointment of two friends. After a quick wash, I drank a cup of coffee in a hurry, ate a piece of bread, put on pink and purple household clothes, tied my hair neatly behind my head with rubber bands and clips, and tidied up the room generously.
Grandpa sat on the spacious sofa reading the newspaper. Occasionally, he would look up through his reading glasses and look at me doubtfully. "Don't go out today? So diligent? " Finally, he asked. Smile and say to grandpa: "I'm not going anywhere today, I'm cleaning at home, hee hee." Clean up during the new year. "Yes, it is the Spring Festival. I remember when I was a child, every New Year, I would follow my mother to clean at home for a while. I felt so annoyed at that time. Why do I have to do so much housework at this time? But now that I have my own home, I suddenly understand my mother's mood, and the feeling of New Year seems to come back at once.
In fact, in the eyes of modern people, the taste and feeling of Chinese New Year are getting weaker and weaker. Maybe it's because many things are too easy to get, but there is no joy that I hope to get after a long time.
When I was a child, I prayed for the New Year, because I could wear new clothes, because I could eat good things that I couldn't usually eat during the New Year, and because I could arrange flowers and set off firecrackers during the New Year. In children's eyes, Chinese New Year is lucky money, temple fairs, windmills, new clothes, candied haws, fireworks, those beautiful things and those beautiful wishes. Now, all this is easy to get, and you don't have to wait until the Spring Festival. It seems that life really has some, and it is bound to lose some.
"Send the old and welcome the new." Four words, suddenly jumped out. It's really saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new. Send away the old and welcome the new. It is a joy to welcome the new year, but it is a bit sad to send away the old one. In this way, the days have passed in countless receptions, leaving us with gradual maturity. You can treat everything you face calmly, and gradually, you may be happy to have it or willing to lose it. It should be a kind of maturity. However, sadness remains, but it is an episode in life, a little bit of fit.
Approaching the window and looking at the snow-covered street, I was excited. I like snowy days. The cold air is a little moist, which makes the sky bluer and even the dry branches are poetic. The wind outside the window is very strong, the temperature drops suddenly, but the interior is as warm as spring. The colorful flags hung by the merchants downstairs fluttered in the wind. Smile at the window, it's really the New Year.
Finally, after a day's hard work, the home became very bright and clean. Sitting cross-legged on the floor, the waxed floor shines beautifully. After washing for a whole day, washing for a whole day, rubbing for a whole day, people are inevitably tired, but their mood is very comfortable. Smiling and fascinated, I looked at the rich bamboo with elegant branches and leaves in the corner, as well as colorful silver willows, full of green eyes and full of spring machines.
There are nostalgic old songs in the CD and the smell of fried meatballs in the kitchen. Grandpa started to fry meatballs under my infection. Think about it. His father hasn't eaten fried meatballs for years. When I was a child, it was this smell that made my eyes shine every New Year. In this fragrance, all kinds of childhood scenes come to mind.
When the taste of Chinese New Year fades away, childhood memories-that kind of longing for Chinese New Year, that kind of longing for Chinese New Year, that kind of happiness during Chinese New Year-become a touch of bright color. With the memories of the night, it is coming to me bit by bit, and 2008 is close to one day!
Speaking of this year's events, what a harmonious, reunion and warm picture! This is the taste of Chinese New Year!
For the sake of looking for some and writing some, give me some. ....