Composition: the taste of Chinese New Year.

In fact, I look forward to the Spring Festival as much as the children, but I don't count with my fingers like them. There are only a few days before the first day of the first month. During the Chinese New Year, you can have a long holiday and spend enough time with your mother. You can eat mustard steamed by your mother at every meal and never eat it outside. I'm not afraid that my meat will grow day and night in those days. Whenever we frequently use chopsticks to hold steaming and delicious mustard meat, I can see the happiness and satisfaction on my mother's face from the arc drawn by chopsticks.

Mom panicked. Every year from the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, she is busy scrubbing all the utensils that can hold food without touching the ground in the biting cold yard. When she saw us, she smiled and took off her wool hat to show us the sweat on her head. On the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, she started to steam steamed bread and steamed jujube hill bean curd. We complained bitterly that she was asking for trouble. Just order some steamed buns in the street. What does she say the steamed bread tastes like?

On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, no matter how busy we are, our sisters will take time to go home. On that day, we will make meatballs and hemp leaves. Although I have been out of the countryside for a long time, my mother still keeps the habit of staying in her hometown and likes to fry new year's goods in boiled meat. For this reason, she always starts collecting branches and branches in summer and waits for fires during the New Year. Stir-fry all kinds of new year's goods. Only she can master the cooking temperature of clay pots.

I should also take time off at the age of 30 to see it. My mother, tired for a few days, looked at all kinds of new year's goods and hurried to eat. Go back to your home to watch your birthday when you are full. Mother-daughter farewell on this day every year has a special taste in your heart, because a daughter who is married according to the rules will not be able to watch her birthday at home until the second day of the first month of next year. And this other mother and daughter feel as distant and long as mountains and water, but it only takes two days. Walking on the small road in front of my house that I have walked countless times, my back is printed with warmth and concern. I walk slowly, but I never look back. This kind of warmth and concern has dragged on for a long time.

Firecrackers are far and near, the air is filled with attractive fragrance, and the Spring Festival couplets just posted by people on the roadside are blown up by the wind. The car of the bus is empty, and the car is driving very fast in the sparsely populated street, and the driver is also anxious to go home for the New Year. At home, his mother is also looking out of the window waiting for him to go home for the New Year. When I got off the bus, I loudly said to the driver, "Happy New Year!"

The new year has really arrived in our expectation.

Looking forward to the new year

Chinese New Year is a feeling, an experience, an encounter and perhaps a realm.

The best experience left in my memory is the day when I spent the New Year at my grandmother's house in rural Henan in primary school. At that time, every Chinese New Year was the most exciting event in life. Early, just in winter, before the winter vacation, I have been looking forward to the New Year. Because, Chinese New Year means that adults and children have a holiday, and they don't go to work, school or school. Everyone can rest and have fun at home. Of course, I know now that it's just a child's misunderstanding of life, but I still like this misunderstanding.

The first pleasure of Chinese New Year is that there are many people. I remember that one year on the third day of the Lunar New Year, friends and relatives came to visit me just after breakfast, and until eight or nine o'clock in the evening, the guests were still in an endless stream. Second aunt, third aunt, uncle, aunt, uncle, cousin, it seems that all relatives in the world get together on this day. At least 10 table was set at noon, and grandma's five-hole yard was full of people, which was a bit crowded. What makes me proud is that I kicked shuttlecock with all the children in the yard and defeated the invincible hand.

Needless to say, the second greatest pleasure of Chinese New Year is eating. Grandma stirred up the red dates, peanuts, dried sweet potatoes and persimmons that had been collected for many days. Grandpa opened the lid of the big bamboo basket that had been covered with a thick layer of snow in the corner of the yard, revealing the baked persimmons, which were bright red with cold and soft to melt. Not to mention lunch, which contains all the food for a lifetime, including white flour steamed bread, fried oil angle, vegetarian meatballs, beef meatballs, chicken meatballs, braised pork, crispy pork, and crystal sugar lotus soup and so on. At that time, adults and children were too careless and impolite, and they took a dish with three bites. Because everyone's stomachs are empty, they can't even eat tortillas on ordinary days. Therefore, when it comes to satiety, no one cares about face.

The third good thing for the Spring Festival is what every child wants, and that is the lucky money. But in those years, people were poor. I still clearly remember that one year the production team gave each family fifty cents, saying that they would buy salt for the New Year. So although there are many guests, there are only a handful of people who can really give me lucky money. My second aunt usually gives me twenty cents, and my third aunt gives me fifty cents, which is often the most among all relatives. Most others give five cents or ten cents, and more people don't get a penny. Even so, I can still receive nearly two yuan a year later, which is already a lot of wealth.

For me, there is another unique pleasure in Chinese New Year, that is, setting off firecrackers. There is nothing unusual about setting off firecrackers. Who hasn't let go of kicking and thundering yet? My pleasure lies in playing with guns. It is a small firecracker made of some gunpowder and flint on two or three layers of paper rolls. Hold it with your fingertips, aim one end at the ground and throw it hard. You can scare others at any time with a bang. In grandma's village, there is a family of three brothers who all make and sell cannons. At that time, my family lived in Shenyang, a distant northeast city. Whenever I return to Shenyang from my hometown after the Chinese New Year, I will tell my neighbors, children and classmates at school all the interesting things and mysteries of smashing guns. Sometimes I will tell them about the experience of tying birds with baskets or lanterns with bamboo sticks in the snow. Are unheard of and insatiable.

One day, my father stood on the top of a high cliff and called me: It's time to start school. Let's go back to Shenyang tomorrow. I just sat there and cried in front of a large group of children.

Later, there were many different life experiences, and there were many different life situations or experiences about the New Year.

In the early 1970s, I went to the countryside with my parents and spent the New Year in Michang Brigade of Dongga Commune in Changtu County, Liaoning Province. The main features of Chinese New Year there are eating sticky bean buns, stewed vermicelli with sauerkraut and, of course, jiaozi with pork and sauerkraut stuffing. Young people play poker and gamble when they have nothing to do at night. The bet is cigarettes or dried tofu (that is, thousands). From dark to dawn, if you are hungry, you will eat dried tofu first, and whoever loses will pay in the end. If it is gambling on cigarettes, then by dawn, the cigarettes will either have been sucked away or turned upside down into an empty paper tube. Whether it's cigarettes or dried tofu, you don't care about winning or losing, you just care about having fun. At that time, the Chinese New Year was accompanied by firecrackers, but in a foreign land, I didn't know when I would return to China, and I was vaguely worried.

When I went to the countryside in those years, I went back to Shenyang one year and went to the family hospital where I used to live for the New Year. That night, we agreed to stay at Uncle Han's house (after our family went to the countryside, Uncle Han moved from the original house to a bigger house belonging to our family), but at five or six o'clock in the evening, Uncle Han suddenly said that his relatives had come to a place where I didn't sleep. Although I am seventeen or eighteen years old, I have no social experience and feel cold at once. I went to uncle Wang's house next door to say goodbye. Uncle Wang is an administrative cadre. He doesn't usually have much contact with our family, but he keeps me. At that dinner, I ate jiaozi and Hericium erinaceus, a rare delicacy I heard for the first time. Although I slept on the floor at night, I slept very warm.

Now, I seem to be afraid of the Spring Festival. One reason is that the Spring Festival means that you are one year older, and the dull days somehow slip away. The more important reason is that the Spring Festival has gradually lost its interest and charm: both urban civilization and modern civilization refuse to visit, and even people living in a family compound are not interested in visiting; Besides, many cities forbid setting off firecrackers, so the China New Year is meaningful only on the calendar. So, young people simply go to Christmas, Thanksgiving and Valentine's Day. As a result, the China tradition of China culture linked by festivals dried up like the Yellow River.

Chinese New Year is an emotional cohesion, an emotional fusion, a spiritual recognition and a continuation of blood. Therefore, I really hope to find back those childhood feelings: curling smoke, noisy crowds, gatherings of relatives and friends, enthusiastic firecrackers, and various customs with thousands of years of history. ...

I'm looking forward to the feeling of spending the New Year in China.