I don't know why, but I'm always persistent about the Spring Festival Gala. Every New Year's Eve, the whole family is reunited. In the kitchen, grandma and mom are cooking hot jiaozi, and dad and uncle are chatting in different places at the dinner table. Brothers and sisters are sitting on the windowsill holding game consoles. At this time, only my grandfather and I stayed in front of the TV and watched the Spring Festival Gala every year. On weekdays, wonderful TV variety shows fill every corner of life. In contrast, the Spring Festival Evening is somewhat inferior, but my grandfather and I still faithfully guard the Spring Festival Evening. I always feel that if I don't watch it, it won't be the New Year.
? Grandpa likes to listen to cross talk and opera. Whenever it's master Liyuan's turn to perform, grandpa will concentrate on it. I know nothing about opera, but my grandfather knows nothing about it. What kinds of dramas and tracks are these? The big painted face on the stage is singing, and I have always been curious. What fun can grandpa hear from it? Grandpa always smiles without saying anything. I don't like go to the opera. I like listening to songs and watching dances. Whenever my favorite young idol comes on stage, I cheer excitedly and take out my camera to shoot at the TV. Grandpa didn't know them, so I introduced them to him with passion. Finally, grandpa shook his head: "Why do they all look the same?" I don't care, and then I party. That's enough. I'm tired. The Spring Festival Gala should be over. Fireworks bloom brightly outside the window, dotted with the dark night sky. With the banging of firecrackers, Li Guyi's sweet singing sounded again, and a song "Unforgettable Tonight" was sent away year after year.
Gradually, I grew up, my grandfather was old, and I got liver cancer. 20 19 years, just after the new year, grandpa left. His death was expected by everyone. Obviously it's hard to accept this fact, but at the memorial service, I couldn't shed a tear when I looked at the loving face in the coffin. I always feel that my grandfather is still here.
In this way, I spent a year peacefully. My parents go to work as usual and I go to school as usual. Grandpa's departure doesn't seem to have any impact on my life. His voice and smile are still deeply imprinted on my mind, as if he were still there. However, one day, my inner peace was broken.
In 2020, jiaozi in the kitchen is still steaming, and the food on the table is still abundant. On the CCTV Spring Festival Evening, the host's cordial and festive New Year greetings once again ignited the whole venue. Familiar scene, familiar voice, familiar everything, the only difference is that there is only one person left in front of the TV. Grandpa left, and the opera in Liyuan rang again. No one told me who the role was on the stage, and there were several new faces born after 90 on the sketch stage, but I was not introduced. The Spring Festival Gala is still on, but I have no mind to watch it any more. I think of my grandfather's generous palm, his warm embrace and his loving eyes when he always looks at me. At that moment, I missed him very much, but at that moment, I clearly realized for the first time that grandpa had left, and I could no longer hear his voice, see his smile or throw myself into his warm arms. On the stage, Li Guyi sang the same song "Unforgettable Tonight" again. With the singing, my tears can't help falling.
Outside the window, fireworks bloomed, illuminating the dark night, and there was not a star in the vast sky. Grandpa, I miss you so much on this New Year's Eve when I can't see or hear you. Did you hear that?