In a trance, another year passed. First of all, I looked forward with anticipation, from the beginning of the Gregorian calendar to the end of the old calendar, to those long-lost faces, the joy in the silence, and the warmth in Chinese New Year's Eve meal

In a trance, another year passed.

First of all, I looked forward with anticipation, from the beginning of the Gregorian calendar to the end of the old calendar, to those long-lost faces, the joy in the silence, and the warmth in Chinese New Year's Eve meal. Then there is the tortuous return to the hometown, whether it is a hundred miles or a thousand miles, the wind and rain are unimpeded, and there is no hesitation in embarking on the road home. In the middle are large and small gatherings, reunions near and far, gatherings and dispersions, and short cold nights. Finally, I hurried back to work in the city, and life began to get back on track.

From this, it can be regarded as "increasing the life expectancy of people in the sky". The sky that has increased the years is still blue, and the cruising clouds are not its wrinkles. The brilliant starry sky occasionally evokes the shock of the admirer's heart. People who have increased their longevity are still buried in the mortal world and live a life as simple as cooking smoke. Only people who are running on the road to the New Year will gather together the expectations and laughter of the year, overflowing with new times and days, to familiar relatives and friends, and enjoy it.

As one of the lifestyle styles, the New Year seems to never be on our right track. Perhaps, it can only be regarded as a transit station, where the train of life stops, staying in the hidden patience and waiting for another departure, where people relax their minds, pull out their eyes, look out of the window, and look at the scenery that sits on the right track and is too late to pay attention.

Life is spent in play, partying, and entertainment.

In the depths of time and life, there is a deep water, flowing quietly.

I am willing to use this drop of water to commemorate the "year" that has just passed and will not return, and I am willing to use this drop of water to illuminate the glory of the surging days.