Speaking of that year, I can't help feeling deeply. Time flies like an arrow. Walking festivals followed. The color of snowflakes has frosted mother's hair, and the wind knives of years have carved vicissitudes on father's forehead.
Life is like the moon on the fifteenth day of the first month, full and lacking, lacking and full; The days turn around like books, and every page records the joys and sorrows, "holding your hand and growing old with your son". The days of taking care of each other make life sweet and long.
During the Chinese New Year, a paper window cut out, birds contend, and interesting Spring Festival couplets leap into thousands of households, burying hope at the door of spring; Cheerful gongs and drums, dancing dragon boats, funny stilts and soft colored silk condense the feelings of the year into a beautiful scenery.
During the festival, children's laughter filled the alleys of the village, butterflies flying in braids danced with snowflakes, and brand-new tiger-headed shoes jumped out of spring; Mother's elegant apron stirred the fragrance of jiaozi, and father's expectant eyes extended into the distance, filling the children's bags with thoughts and blessings; The crackling firecrackers urge the pace of returning, even if the journey is far away, let the heart snuggle up to the parents.
Looking back at the fiery Spring Festival couplets, it is like a long ribbon that connects the children's feelings: don't forget to go home often, no matter how far the children fly, they will always see that bright smiling face in their dreams.
Inexperience, youth, middle age, year after year. I cherish the windmill of my childhood as an eternal heart sign, let my mother's song swirl in my ears for a long time, and write a grateful poem in my heart.
In 2000, the theory of human feelings was extreme.
In 2000, folklore was discussed to the extreme.
In 2008, the theory of family happiness was brought to the extreme.
China New Year is a feast of family, love and friendship.
Chinese New Year is a book that records the days, life and career.
Spring Festival is a stationery that conveys wishes, happiness and hope.
This is a year, send the blessing of spring!
The prose describing the face of China's New Year remembers the Spring Festival, commonly known as the Chinese New Year, which is a grand ceremony among many festivals in China. The memory of New Year's Day begins from childhood, just like a calendar page by page, which adds up to a thick book. When we look at it again, we will be attracted by those memories and cherish those past-inscriptions.
What impressed me most during the Spring Festival was the eyeful of colors, green, pink, yellow, and the most eye-catching was red. Red couplets, red New Year pictures, red window grilles, red lanterns, firecrackers and red pieces of paper flying like butterflies. ...
When I was a child, the countryside was still very poor. In the north, only one crop can be planted every year, so farmers live a leisurely life for half a year. Although bitter, it is also comfortable, which people nowadays can't understand.
Every winter comes, busy women begin to prepare for the New Year. They began to collect soles, make new shoes, remove and wash bedding, and sew new clothes. The eldest girl and kannika nimtragol began to buy some colored paper, get together, sit on the hot kang, skillfully fold those colorful colored paper into various shapes, put them on the small square table on the kang, pick up scissors, cut window grilles and cut New Year pictures. In the countryside at that time, no one was willing to spend money to buy these. With a little money, they bought some colored paper and made it by themselves. The scissors in their hands are spinning and dancing, and they keep closing, and the tips of the scissors quickly bite the colored paper in their hands. Soon, some vivid patterns appeared in front of them. Those lifelike figures, auspicious flowers and birds, fish and insects, animals, etc. Lively, put on the table, on the kang, hanging on the wall, making the children around seem to be watching a big play, but the girls and kannika nimtragol are complacent, enjoying the vivid and happy patterns, and their mouths are bent into the first quarter moon.
In the twelfth lunar month, the atmosphere of the New Year is getting stronger and stronger, painting the house, cleaning and buying new year's goods. New year's goods are all made by ourselves, melon seeds, soybeans, peas and fried. Boiled sesame candy, fried fruit, fried dough twists, fried rice noodles, pressed vermicelli, etc. Everyone's face is filled with joy and the children are even happier. They followed the adults, blushing with cold and stamping their feet, but unwilling to leave. Adults are also happy to do some work that they can't do together, and helping the family has become the greatest pleasure for children.
I finally look forward to the twelfth lunar month, and everyone is busy with stick grilles and posting Spring Festival couplets. The children are busy helping their mother and sister pass the window grilles to send paste, watching the snow-white window grilles covered with fresh window grilles. The children grinned and pointed, counting which ones were cut by their sister and which ones were cut by their sister-in-law, and vying to tell the meaning of window grilles, as if they were all little experts in storytelling.
Sticking Spring Festival couplets, called couplets in the countryside, is also something that children are willing and eager to do. Spring Festival couplets are different from those bought on the market now. Are all familiar ready-made sentences. In my memory, the language of Spring Festival couplets written in rural areas is simple, concise and funny, but it is full of farmers' expectations for all the best and good harvest in the coming year. Black words are written on the red paper. Although children don't understand some words, they are still happy to go to the east to see the Spring Festival couplets on the door. They will fall under the falling snowflakes from time to time, but they will still argue fiercely about who is good and who is bad, just like experts. There are still some people who don't know how to write and don't like to find someone to write for them. They will draw or cut out poultry grains on Spring Festival couplets, divide them into upper and lower couplets and stick them on the gate, which also has a unique charm.
There are so many things in the Spring Festival that I can't forget them. Although some customs have disappeared over the years, they cannot be eliminated from the depths of the soul, just like the light alley of childhood. Although it no longer exists, that memory can't be erased.
I remember that the most important thing for adults in the village is to make their own lanterns except for many years old. Several streets and lanes in the village have names, such as Daughter's Day, Daughter-in-law Street, Men's Street and Pogong Street. Village cadres will make lanterns for each family according to their own personnel, and hang them on the street from the 30 th of the year and mark their names until February 2 nd, which also indicates the end of the Spring Festival.
Those unmarried girls are ingenious, making lanterns out of dramatic figures, animals and birds, fruits and vegetables, and various crops and hanging them in their daughter's street. Those lanterns all contain the thoughts of the girl's family. I hope any young person can read the thoughts on lanterns and get married. Daughters-in-law are secretly competing with the girls, and they also make more beautiful lanterns with ingenuity, hoping to get praise from their in-laws and husbands and get a good reputation for their daughters-in-law. Men and parents-in-law like to make different kinds of clever lanterns at different times, while children are even more naughty and curious, and they are willing to stop for adults to realize strange ideas and make their final satisfactory works. They don't hang lanterns anywhere, but walk around the street with lanterns at home at night. Those small lanterns of flowers, fish, insects and animals have formed a unique rural New Year night scene in the hands of children. I remember that we walked through every street full of lanterns, but we couldn't see the same lights. Looking back now, I really admire the persistence and seriousness of people at that time.
After the fifteenth day of the first month, the villagers began to vote for the best and most creative lanterns and award prizes. To say that it is a prize is actually to let the young people in the village beat gongs and drums and send them home with simple plaques made in the village, which is equivalent to the current medals. This family enjoys a high honor in the village this year. It is an example for the villagers to learn and a competitor for next year.
Although the Spring Festival heralds the beginning of spring, it is very cold in my memory. Large snowflakes make the village clean and bright, and the couplets and lanterns are getting brighter and brighter. Those colors are more charming in the snow, stirring the tranquility of the village and making the footsteps of spring messy.
The joy of Chinese New Year is scattered in the depths of memory and hidden in my heart.