China's New Year Prose in a Foreign Land

I don't have too many holiday ideas, and I often forget some festivals, whether they are traditional festivals in China or foreign festivals, folk festivals or national statutory festivals, and even my own birthday is often missed. In my opinion, no matter what festival is, it is just a form. Whether you commemorate it or not, whether you live a grand or dull life, it will pass as always, and it will not stop its hasty pace because of your neglect. I remember 1992 spent the Spring Festival at the seaside of Putuo Mountain. Now, nearly 20 years have passed, and that Spring Festival has also passed by with the pace of the elderly for nearly 20 years. It was not until I opened the book of memory that it appeared in front of me again.

My former lover paid great attention to some stereotypes. In the first five years with me, she went back to Shaoshan, more than 1000 miles away for the Spring Festival. Originally, it was supposed that she should spend the New Year in her own home, because I didn't care about the New Year holidays, so I went to her home with her. Unexpectedly, her parents took me to their house for the New Year as a big violation, accused me of going to their house for the New Year, and called me "disloyal and unfilial". I think they may be right. As the saying goes, beggars have their own beggars My lover's parents have always opposed their daughter being with me. I wonder if it has anything to do with this.

Under such family education, the "filial piety" of the lover can be imagined. Finally, my wife followed her parents' advice and left me and went back to her home. My daughter is studying in Shaoshan with her mother, but my lover has to take care of her family, so I have to take care of my daughter in Shaoshan most of the year. Unconsciously, my daughter and I have been in Shaoshan for more than two years.

My daughter dislikes Shaoshan as much as I do. She often thinks of her hometown-Tongren, known as Brahma's pure land and the city of benevolence, and always wants to go home. My daughter often asks me to tell her the story of Tongren, always asking me about Tongren, the myths and legends of Fan Jingshan and Jiulong Cave, the beautiful scenery of Jinjiang and Liulongshan, and the delicious food such as red bus, bus and social food that can't be seen in Shaoshan, my hometown, all attract her childish heart. When she says this, she will show an eager expression. She is more infatuated with our own home, Bamaotang. Whenever I play "Wine on September 9th" on my mobile phone, she hears that "the way home is always in my heart" and "only when there is freedom at home can September 9th be achieved", and she can't help but say to me, "Dad, when are we going home?" No wonder my daughter hasn't been at home for the New Year for two years. Don't say that she is still a child over six years old. Even I, living in a foreign country, always feel like a patron.

But my daughter's mother doesn't want to go back to Tongren with us. She has been fascinated by the outside world. She once told her daughter about the benefits of Tongren and wrote several articles saying that Bamaotang is her spiritual home. In fact, this is just a kind of love like Ye Gong and Long Hao. But the daughter doesn't know, she still doesn't know how hypocritical the adult's heart is. The daughter kept calling her mother back. After being rejected, the six-year-old daughter wrote a diary of "Mom, I want to tell you". In the diary, my daughter said, "Mom, you must go back to Bamaotang, because that is our home. There, the scenery is beautiful, birds and flowers are fragrant, and the environment there is very good, so it is not easy to get sick. Mom, I love you. You must promise me. " But my daughter's mother was unmoved, so my daughter had to say to me: Dad, let's go home by ourselves. I promised my daughter's request: go home for the New Year.

But the daughter's wish finally failed to come true.

65438+1October 17, my daughter went to school for an exam, and my daughter and mother went back to her parents' home. My daughter and I are waiting to get the report card so that we can go back to Tongren for the New Year. After the exam, my daughter began to prepare things to go home, such as holiday homework, stationery, fairy tale books, clothes and so on. She is very busy. My daughter's head teacher, Miss Zhou, heard that we were going home for the Spring Festival, so she gave us the report card in advance. When she got the report card, her daughter urged her to go home. So my daughter and I packed our bags, bought a bus ticket from Shaoshan to Xiangtan on June 65438+1October 2/KLOC-0, and embarked on a journey home with great interest.

Just two days ago, there was a heavy snow here, and some Shaoshan people said they had never seen it before. The streets, houses, roads and fields in Shaoshan are all covered with white. Facing the white scenery, my daughter is full of enthusiasm and always turns her head to look out of the window. My daughter asked me: Is there such heavy snow in Bamaotang? I said, the snow in Bamaotang is bigger than this. This is not cheating her. In my memory, it often snows heavily in winter in my hometown.

When I arrived in Xiangtan, I found the door of the railway station closed. Only after reading the notice at the door did I know that Xiangtan Station was closed from March 1 to 1. It's 65438+1October 2 1, and we have no idea about the closure of the railway station. My daughter is very disappointed. Although she is dizzy, she still wants to go home. She said we should go somewhere else. You can take a walk in other places. Take a bus to Changsha or Zhuzhou or Loudi, and then take a train. But it's hard to say how long it will take to get train tickets to those places. We want to send our daughter to study in Tongren when we go home, but because we haven't contacted a good school, our daughter may have to study in Shaoshan for another semester. My daughter started school on February 18, when Xiangtan was still closed, and we had to go back to Shaoshan from other places. My daughter got carsick and thought about it, so we had to give up our desire to go home for the New Year and go back to Shaoshan by bus.

Back in Shaoshan, we rented a simple house, and the snow in the yard was still thick. My daughter and I made some snow sculpture works with snow: a huge rabbit hollowed out its belly and turned it into a big house, where a monkey lived; A small house with three doors was built next to the big house. My daughter said there was a bridge in Tongren-my daughter will never forget the river in Tongren. There is no river in Shaoshan, and of course there is no decent bridge-so we built a three-hole pedestrian arch bridge next to the small house, and another person watched the scenery on the bridge and made a boat beside it. In this way, together with a snowman and a snow dog we made the day before, it is a relatively complete world. We named this group of works made of snow "Home".

The desire to go home for the New Year was shattered. There are twelve days before the Spring Festival. If there is no sun in these twelve days, my daughter and I can spend the New Year at home with these fairy tale characters. I made a wish to my daughter and said, next year, we can celebrate the New Year in our own home next year.

While we are waiting for the Spring Festival at home with friends, I am also stepping up the matter of entrusting people to contact my daughter to transfer. Finally, there is good news. My friend helped us contact Tongren No.2 Primary School. In this way, we can go home when there are few tourists after the Chinese New Year, and my wish to let my daughter spend the Chinese New Year at home next year will not fail.

A few days before the Chinese New Year, Shaoshan was a little warm, and our friends made of snow gradually became smaller and eventually melted the day before the Chinese New Year. In this way, only my daughter and I spent the New Year in a different place. There is no snow companion, but we still have the fairy tale world in the book. So, in 20xx, my daughter and I spent a lonely but happy year in a different place.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, my daughter and I packed our bags again and went home happily. We will have a happy year in our own home this year, whether it will snow or not during the Spring Festival this year.