Essay: "The Taste of Coming Home for the New Year"
Author:Cao Wenyou(Shanxi)
As the year draws to a close, the festive atmosphere is getting stronger. The taste of the year, like a wisp of nostalgia that cannot be explored, hits the heart and bumps into the heart. "If you have money and no money, go home for the New Year" has become a first sentence for the wanderers.
The land of Mulberry, the land of parents. yes! The hometown carries the nostalgia of the wanderers, and from time to time arouses how much nostalgia people have in their hearts. Even after years of wandering, the tiles and trees of my hometown, the flowers and grasses, and the vigorous growth of the green wheat seedlings and corn in the field, the golden memory of the sheep grazing in the field, is still reflected in front of my eyes, and the fragrance of the osmanthus flowers seems to linger on the tip of the nose.
With the approaching of the New Year's bell, the tired bird knows that it is returned, and the fallen leaves return to the roots. At this moment, we can't help but remind the wanderers who are out of the country again, we yearn for countless distant places, but when we are tired and injured, we always look back to find the most familiar hometown. In my heart, no matter how the wanderer wanders, no matter where the wanderer goes, the hometown is the most beautiful place to be at ease, comforting strangers and appeasing people with broken intestines.
At this time, I can't help but think of the common cultural themes written by the literati of all generations, one by one for the New Year:
"The hotel is cold and sleepless, and the guest's heart is miserable. Hometown tonight thinking of thousands of miles, frost sideburns Ming Dynasty another year. "
"The sound of firecrackers is one year old, and the spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su. Thousands of pupils, always replace the new peach with the old charm. "
These ancient poems express the theme of homecoming, the scene of the New Year. In these verses, what is sprinkled is human feelings, what is expressed is reunion, what is expressed is the return of the heart, what is pinned on is the expectation of happiness, what is contained is the desire for beauty, and what is said is the thought and blessing of relatives.
The taste of the New Year in memory is the best, and that smell pervades the cooking smoke of my hometown, in the steamed Bun and the dishes made by my mother,and mixed with melon seeds, sugar cubes, firecrackers, couplets, busyness, joy, anticipation, and revelry. There is also the night of the twenty-ninth day of the waxing moon, which brings a beautiful scenery to the festive atmosphere. And the new clothes that my mother sewed by hand, all of which formed a special flavor and occupied all my memories of the New Year's Day as a child. Nowadays, my mother has passed away three years ago, and whenever I go home for the New Year, my heart is always not a taste, and the tears in my eyes always flow out, deeply realizing: How warm the family with a mother is! With my mother here, the taste of the New Year is average. Speaking of which, may the world's mothers live a long and healthy life, and will always be able to spend a good year with their children and grandchildren.
No matter how far away our parents are from us, no matter how far away our parents are from us in the yin and yang worlds, my heart feels the presence of my parents, and I will not be able to resist that stubborn gesture: going home for the New Year. But the way home is not far away, no matter where the wanderer walks, no matter how busy the wanderer is at hand, his heart is already at home.
At the family banquet at noon on the first day of the Chinese New Year, I still raised a glass with my parents and brothers to celebrate the beautiful future!
(Written in Taiyuan on January 19, 2022)
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