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Chen Yuehao: The taste of the year that never dissipates

Author: Chen Yuehao, third class of the sixth grade of the primary school affiliated to the Jinjiang District Academy of Education and Science in Chengdu

Instructor: Gao Jing

New Year's flavor, wearing a red robe and a brocade hat, mixed in the smiling faces of the Spring Festival Gala actors, coiled in the family portrait that has just been hung. She flicked her sleeves and brought the steamed fish drenched in soup to the table; in her blink, relatives and friends sat around with large bags and small bags. Every year she always spreads laughter all over the world on time.

This year, she seemed to be hiding invisibility and I had a little episode. Say good New Year's back to your hometown! Even for a day.... My few grumbling words still echoed in my head. I sat alone in a chair, and there was a blank slate outside the window. The landscape and smoke of the hometown in my mind depict a hazy scroll of continuous gentleness. Every notch in the old house, I have lovingly wiped it, and every curtain of spring color in the old house, I have happily collected.

My grandparents and my fifth grandfather hadn't been back to visit them in two years. As soon as the winter vacation came, I couldn't wait. But the initiative of the New Year on the spot is like a mountain fire, blocking the bridge between the old house and us. This feeling, like at the two ends of the concave word, looks at each other affectionately and cannot meet.

The door to the room "creaked" and I smelled prestige. "Or ... Are we still going back to our hometown?" I couldn't tell if it was Mom or Dad, and my eyes immediately lit up with the sparkle of the starry sky. But it immediately pulled off its eyelids again and extinguished: "You lied to me again!" Dad held up the bottle: "Really, you see I bought the wine!" Mom then said, "Well, I've got all the red envelopes ready, I'll leave tomorrow!" I was swept to the door by a wave of excitement: "Go fast, go happy, go fast!" I suddenly retracted my hand like an electric shock: "No, forget it, I still don't go back." I heard that when we go back, we still need nucleic acid tests and isolation, and we can't just go home for the New Year ourselves, so that the volunteers and medical staff who guard us have been busy! Why aren't their children at home alone waiting for their loved ones to come home for the Chinese New Year? The initiatives and exhortations of the State cannot be ignored.

At this time, my parents stretched out their hands, and I quickly rushed over to hug them. "Our daughter has really grown up, and dad will definitely take you back to your hometown during the New Year's Eve holiday." Chinese New Year's Eve, we gathered around the table, looking at the familiar old house in the video call, I felt that I was really back in my hometown. Several pairs of brand-new Spring Festival couplets convey the symbols of the New Year, and the steaming meals on the table are slightly drunk with the dappled smiling faces of grandparents, greetings and blessings from each other and hearty laughter.

Oh, it turns out that the taste of the year is still around... The taste of the New Year is the festive and lively "one-year-old in the sound of firecrackers", but it is also the warm expectation of "singing and waiting for the dawn". She will always be in the depths of her soul, calling for a stranger.

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