The year is the expectation, the year is the blessing, the year is the abandonment of bad luck, the year is the yearning for good luck! Through the spring, summer, autumn and winter, the cold and the summer, there is the satisfaction after the effort, there is the frustration after the failure, there is the joy of friends getting together, there is the pain of parting relatives. Time flies, last year, the year before last, the year before last, the year before last, still vivid, as if it were yesterday. Parents are alive, brothers and sisters are chattering around the table eating candies, new clothes and shoes made by my mother herself, and the strong smell of the New Year! I look forward to the dumplings on the 30th night, and the lucky ones can even eat coins or candy cubes. There are no delicacies from the mountains and seas, no gluttonous feasts, and even fruits are only frozen autumn pears, frozen persimmons and Guoguang apples packed in straw baskets. New Year's goods are prepared when entering the extreme cold of the wax moon world, and a wooden box is sealed in a large snowdrift, which becomes a natural refrigerator, which can be stored to the fullest, but unfortunately the conditions are limited, and it is often just stretched. Although the material is scarce, the food is still real, the stewed rice is full of the sweet taste of rice, a stewed chicken, stewed meat can be fragrant all over the neighbors. Nowadays, the living conditions are better, and the refrigerator is stuffed with New Year's goods that used to be only available during the New Year all year round, but I can no longer find the taste of the New Year when I was a child. Without the expectations of grandparents, there is no Chinese New Year's Eve dinner from parents and parents. The year still comes and goes, but the wishes made have changed, from growing up quickly to walking slower in time, from all kinds of wishes to peace and health, that's all!
