Recall snowflakes in snowflakes, and childhood will curl up in the air with cigarettes. The happiness of childhood from my mother's pocket is the real taste of that year.
I spent my childhood in the sixties. At that time, it was a young age, pure, true, simple! Sure, have fun!
At that time, it snowed heavily. In normal years, there will always be more than a dozen snowfalls in a winter, and there will always be 30 to 40 centimeters of snow in front of the house or in the field. Every two or three days after the snow, our friends begin to have snowball fights or make snowmen.
In a snowball fight, first lay a good team. By me and another older child, we form a team by selecting people. This is done for fairness and balance. After the team is divided, let's prepare "snow bombs" first. The so-called snow bomb is to cut thick snow into pieces with a stick, which are generally square. After cutting into snow, drill a hole in the snow with a stick. The hole should be slightly larger to be thrown out in wartime. The bullets are ready, and the captain of the other team and I plan the combat distance between the two teams, which is usually seven or eight meters away.
Everything was ready, and with my command, the "war" between the two teams officially broke out. I saw a string of "snow bombs" flying from the positions of the two teams, and players were shot from time to time. Or hit the head, or hit the body. When having a snowball fight, we all wear dog skin hats and cotton-padded jackets and trousers, which are generally not bad. Only when he is hit in the face, or blind, or has a nosebleed, will the timid child run home crying and find an adult to deal with it. But rarely investigate who made the phone call and extorted some money.
The snowball fight continued, and we shouted and screamed, breaking the happiness of childhood and falling to the ground.
In addition to snowball fights, there are snowmen, sledding and skating carts.
Once it snows five or six times, the weather will quack cold. As a result, the selling sound of sugar-coated haws penetrated the loneliness and monotony of winter in my hometown. And lured our little friend's gluttonous bug out of his mouth. Then, we have a chance to chew and taste the kindness of grandma or grandpa.
Just entering the twelfth lunar month, I chatted with my friends about "Year". The prelude of hope in 2008 is to eat frozen bean buns. Each of us will take three or four, and dogs will chew frozen bean buns like bones. Of course I will be happy. As for whether there was any harm to the teeth, it was not considered at that time.
When I mistook the howling of Nian pig for beautiful music, our village was no longer lonely! In our village, near the Spring Festival, almost every family kills pigs. On the day of killing pigs, our family became lively. All relatives and representatives come to my house to eat pork, and neighbors must invite village cadres. The meat is ready, but the party hasn't started yet. My mother will cut me a piece of lean meat first and let me hide in the corner to eat. That smell! That satisfies a person's desire! Words cannot describe it! It was the rule of every family at that time that I couldn't serve until the guests left. At this time, I can also eat cold dishes, braised dishes and the like. My favorite food is blood sausage. I am very happy to eat these delicious foods! In fact, this should be grateful. It takes a year or more to feed a pig. But I didn't know it at the time, because I was young!
As for the Chinese New Year, of course, it is the most lively plot, but I want to talk about it separately, just to keep your appetite.
In short, the memory of snowflake is pure, green, simple and happy!