When I was a child, nian wei er was a kind of expectation; when I grew up, nian wei er was a kind of memory.
If you ask me what is the taste of the year, I will tell you:
Nian Wei'er is hidden in a variety of New Year goods, you see, holding the little tiger's New Year painting doll and saying to you, "Wishing you prosperity, auspicious and happy";
Nian Wei'er is hidden in the bustling wet market, bargaining for human fireworks, the most soothing to the hearts of mortals;
Nian Wei'er is hidden in one ticket after another, which is the endless nostalgia and longing of everyone who is eager to return home;
Nian Wei'er is hidden in the oil cake fried by her mother, and each style is full of love;
Nian Wei'er is hidden in the couplet written by her father, and every word is a beautiful expectation and vision for home;
Nian Wei'er hid in the bulging red envelope, and the laughter overshadowed the child's shy expression;
Nian Wei'er is hidden in the Spring Festival Gala, and the family is standing in front of the TV to count the countdowns and raise a toast to celebrate;
Nian Wei'er hid in the big red lantern that Grandpa hung in front of the door, and the glittering flower lantern illuminated the way home;
Nian Wei'er is still the braised pork made by dad, the dumplings wrapped by mom, the window flowers cut by grandma and the waiting by grandpa's phone.....
At this moment, you may have already purchased New Year goods at home and prepared a reunion dinner; you may also be unable to go home because of the epidemic, because of work, and because of other reasons, and celebrate the New Year on the spot.
Although there are near and far, but thoughts can cross mountains and mountains
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