Memory

Brushed fleeting floating Yunyan, looking back, that years of details, then a variegated picture, still so kind, so lively, simple, pure, joy, clear fresh as never dust. Parents busy figure, family celebrate the bumper year laughter, neighbors to me to you door-to-door kowtow New Year scenes lifelike, clear as ever, vaguely is at hand, not let me think of a lot of, a lot then, the Laba Festival, I every day breaking hand index, and twenty days, and half a month, ten days, always feel time flies too slow, wish dragged hour run forward and at this time the mother, will busier than usual, more hard. Day busy a large family of three meals a day, and pig and chicken to feed, night but also for ours seven children to prepare for the holiday of clothes and shoes. The new year at this time should be a period of time after three years of struggling from natural disasters. Although the days improved slightly, they were still difficult. No money buys us new clothes, mother every night under the lamp sewing, brother sister clothes had been darned again and again, wear little on the change for me and brothers wear. Every night I wake up, see his mother in the dim light of an oil-lamp bow Naxie di. Soon, kerosene lamps twist on junction the snuff, light darker, mother with a needle to pick a few, snuff fall, light slightly and bright some mother proceeded to buried lamp Young not sorrow taste, mother so hard, I don’t understand love, was rather full of joy, silently imagine, mother skilled make new shoes “m the imagine da nian san shi noon, that the most fragrant rice and cabbage stew tofu of good food, can let us eat, imagine answer God send God of that three times a soba dumplings what you going these delicious but we usually watch can’t see. I imagine Chinese new year of same kind delicious, staring at mother pulled blurring ma xian sheng, thinking about thinking, Daze sleep into the dreaming I. With New Year’s Day by day close to, rural in every household intensive big favor up, cleaning house, washing, busy alive do New Year. Although life difficult, but every family adults have come up with usually live frugally save the little money, trying to make whole family have a happy years. Mother and father too, same kind reckoned: firecrackers, New Year, candles, red paper, yellow burning paper, fragrance, mounting clip these but New Year of the necessary items AH, carry less will not work, less like felt not comprehensive, not auspicious. The off-year, adults is busy. Tofu mill, steamed rice cakes, slaughtered pig, please genealogy, pendulum altar, croquettes new year’s most exciting than slaughtered pig. At that time, it was difficult for people to eat enough. What to feed pigs? Pig in addition to eat bran is drink swill, each pig grow up, and is less than 120, whose pigs grow up to 120kg, will relish show off for a long time. Although annual pig small, but slaughtered pig is joyous event, neighbors will delight. Of course most happy or we children, house bouncing around happily,, for a while to the boiling-pot looked, play for a while, to pot front smell pork flavor, like a greedy cat. Until finally pork cooked, mother would tear a small bowl to us taste, just try it. Mother to put cooked pork hide, reserved for da nian san shi lunch table of a pan mei dishes. Should leave a little entertain lunar January day door relatives guests. The remaining raw meat to pickled up, that’s family year cooking oil-water. Mother will small pig stay ah stay, remain until er yue er, stay can’t keep the, only served table of entire families share. Remember, every year er yue er eat pig, mother pig upper molar Qiao secretly left me to eat, say girl ate upper Qiao, ingenuity. I later will towards mother wishes ingenuity efforts, although poor unique romance, also learned many female red, Naxie Di, knitting, cutting and manual acupuncture do clothes, are very decent. Up to now, it seems that I can still smell the fragrance of my father’s fried oil balls. At that time, there was only one fried balls during the Spring Festival. Oil is mother usual thousand province million province savings, average Day dish, can only see a trifling oil Pearl. New Year burst point ismade for entertaining guests. Mother afraid we glutton the children ate not done, croquettes of live are arranged in night, we slept then fried. Father on the stove busy fried, mother in foci under busy fire, not let us pull over. But Kitchen coming out of sweet too attractive, we where still can sleep? A head out of brain greedy greedy looked at, mother had to end a small bowl asked us each eat a little. Father blasted balls and sweet potato angle, soft, savory, and sweet. This sweet melt with mom and dad, after decades of years passed, has been deeply in my memory in. I am most interested in is to see adults write couplets. We Nobody Home write couplet, quan tun only one write calligraphy of a culturally. Every end of Lunar December, my name is three elder brother of intellectuals always terribly busy, every household arranging asked him to write, finish club write West home, not white for, some leave for a simple meal, some gave a two hair Sanmao money said thanks. I write pairs third brother was filled with envy and respect, he came to my home I revolves around people go, is and bounced research and Mexico, is help’re even red paper, is help zhe liang up, he became a small assistant of an adult and was praised many times by the third elder brother who could write couplets. Although I don’t know couplet on, that ink words convey what, but small I can feel, that top entrusted with adults on future life of Good Hope. Red paper, black words, in my eyes a wave of auspicious and happy light. I like such auspiciousness and happiness. The new year pictures bought by my second elder brother always make me fondle admiringly. When a new house is decorated with New Year pictures, it will take on a new look, and the heart will be very bright. My favorite lian hua, the Mu Guiying “” White Snake “each lian hua to me is a book, a book worth reading a book. Every day I countless wall standing, chewing those half-baked word, touched people in picture a picture beautiful face, repeated figure out lian hua in I so crave story lian hua, let me know a hero of Yang family, She Taijun, Mu Guiying and the Female Generals of Yang family, as well as stories like Xu Xian, White Snake, Green Snake and Fahai, which filled my little heart with novelty, I even journeying to think, if I walked painting ever so nice in! New year’s most lively most grand day is thirty. My parents had been busy all morning. My grandfather was getting older, so my father needed to split materials and carry water. He also paid attention to carrying water. The water in the jar must be filled up, and he could not go out to carry water before sending it to God. Mother to busy noon best meal, but also chop stuffing ready night take God of dumplings. Then no white-flour, dumplings is for buckwheat powder packets, thick skin, in a pot and boiled soon broken many, dumplings broken can’t call broken, to call made, called earn auspicious. Mother would set out better dumplings used to for God. Evening, Twilight rappel, something hospital nearly Branch people greet each other with, you paged me shout go get the God. Received God after, along the way no one talk, for fear of God irreverent, God blame. Home, father immediately put the prepared pressure men gang down, blocking door. Said, Ancestors home New Year are riding a horse, pressure men gang is to our ancestors hitching post. Father went back to the room and respectfully invited the gods to the list. The ancestors, the god of wealth, the God of Kitchen, all the gods would have a full kitchen. Mother had already placed offerings in front of the gods, father kowtowed and made a series, and burned incense on paper to light candles. Immediately, there was a mysterious atmosphere in the kitchen. I walk through pantry, straight all binds me, not out of the atmosphere, afraid disturb home New Year God. At that time, there was no electric light. I especially liked the candles lit on a large scale. The atmosphere of lighting candles was very special, filled with the feeling of unclear. Every time I walked past the table of ancestors who lit candles, there was a mysterious feeling of gathering people and gods. I couldn’t help admiring the ancestors in my small heart. Eat dumplings front, father will come up with pressure in Kangxi the following grass whip give us. Grass whip just a box and er bai head, series neat, and father to break up one by one count, give third brother and two younger brothers, also consists of twenty to me. After we got the small firecrackers, we counted them again and again, wrapped them again and again, hid them again and again, and we were afraid of losing them. My courage small, can’t put, but very like small firecrackers small fun. Playing it lunar January 15, I put in the hands of small firecrackers give third brother and two younger brother. Night even double-year-old, five two years. The grand ceremony of sending paper began. At that time, there was no New Year’s Eve dinner to eat, but after the firecrackers of the whole village were roaring, the red light was shining, and the incense filled the air, our seven children lined up from big to small, under the leadership of my eldest brother, I paid New Year greetings to my grandfather and parents. At this time, the mother sitting on the kang would take out the lucky money that had already been prepared and give them to us one by one. The elder sister and elder brothers would be two cents of big money, while the small one was one or five cents of small money. These little money is enough to make us excited. We can buy a lot of things with a dime, such as books, pencils, erasers, candy bars and so on. Think about it, I am so happy in my heart! After a nap, everyone got up early in the early morning of the first day of junior high school. All the elders in the village put on clean and tidy clothes and sat on the hot Kang, waiting for the young and middle-aged people to come to visit the new year one after another. There are dozens of families in our village with different surnames, all of which are called Hou, and they can’t write two words of Hou at one stroke. Looking up several generations is an old ancestor, so young and middle-aged men have to live in one family, to every elders kowtow New Year call. My grandfather generational large, in village in is most the elders, that great crowds, early in the morning to my home coming, met are all smiles, mutual hands bow greetings New Year! The whole village was permeated with joy. We girls don’t have to go door-to-door, but only walk around near branches. I got up early in the morning to dress up and wash up. After eating dumplings, I put on patched but clean clothes and new cloth shoes made by my mother. I went to find some of my little sisters happily to pay New Year greetings to the elders nearby. Worship to last just stop does not go, shoes off Kang on around thermal Brazier said whisper. For a while pulled black braids, Bibi who of red rope nice, for a while and come up with New Year’s money, Bibi whose old whose new, a short while again happy play catch bones. Grasping bones is our favorite game when girls were young. The so-called bone is a bone on the kneecap of pigs and sheep. This bone is small and exquisite, with front, back and side. The front is called belly, while the back is called back. We little sisters in our hands a few, some still from relatives to come. What we like most is the tiny bones, small and smooth, holding a few in hand, and making a pleasant sound. During the new year, we also dyed the small bones with blue or pink colors, which made us more interested in playing. We also have a shuttlecock in our hands, which is made up of six sides with flower cloth corners. Some of them are filled with sand and some are filled with food. When playing games, we throw the shuttlecock upward, the eyes should follow the shuttlecock which was thrown up and down and the bone which was grasped by his subordinates, and slide up and down. Only when the hands and eyes are coordinated can they become the winner successfully. We held these little bones and played for a whole morning. We didn’t go home until the adults were about to cook. Later, the Great Cultural Revolution began. The whole country broke the four old and established the four new, broke the old ideas, old culture, old customs and old habits. Please ask genealogy, pick up gods and send gods, these with old color of ancient folk customs, is to get rid of all gone, new year will be simple quiet a lot. After the reform and opening up, with the rising of good days and the revival of folk customs, the ancient New Year has restored all the stresses and grandness of the past. This is a sentence that I repeated countless times in my heart when I was young. Now, when it comes to the flourishing age, happiness is flowing. The three meals a day in normal days are thousands of times more delicious than those in the new year at that time. But every time when I face the delicious and delicious food filled with the table during the Spring Festival, I have a kind of nostalgic thoughts in my heart. I will never forget the new year in my memory! Now I understand how difficult it was for my parents at that time! It is the parents who are full of great kindness that have created a happy, festive and joyful new year for us with their diligence, frugality, tiredness and hard work. It is the parents who use their weak but extremely strong arms, it helped us build a poor and warm home; It was my parents who used their feelings of no complaints to spend difficulties with the country, casting my firm determination to unite with the Republic from beginning to end Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Dream non-

Yesterday afternoon, I was sitting on the boss’s chair in the office, reading Lu Xun’s essays quietly with reading glasses. Maybe it took me a little longer to read books and my eyes became a little sour, so I closed the books, he stretched himself, stood up and walked to the window, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window. The clouds were strange, unpredictable and unpredictable. You say it is like a sea, it is like the boundless ocean; Say it is like a mountain, it is like the thick, cold and proud Snow Mountains in Xinjiang I stood quietly in front of the window, my heart was immersed in this kind of empty mirage, and I didn’t know why. Looking at me, I was in a trance, and suddenly a sad taste invaded my heart. Watching the night coming, what else can I do for the society, the company and the family in this short period of time? Am I just muddled into the dark sky? I left the window gloomily with thought in my heart, turned back to the table, sat on the boss’s chair with no expression, and began to ponder silently. After thinking about the society for a while and life for a while, my brain hurt and I didn’t figure out any way, which made me very upset. It was time to get off work, he went home listlessly. My wife went to the VIP room to drink the wedding wine of the neighbor girl. I had no appetite for dinner, so I turned on the TV and sat silently on the sofa watching the TV news, after reading a current affairs report about the trial of corrupt officials, I sighed a lot in my heart. I turned off the TV, sat on the sofa and thought about Wen Qiang’s life path for a while, but I had no clue, so he stood up and went to the bathroom to wash his face and feet. Then he pulled the slippers into the bedroom, took off his clothes and got on the bed. He leaned back and covered the quilt. After a while, he fell asleep in a daze. I was wearing a white Taoist robe, holding a rod of iron in my left hand to brush the dust, holding a sword of Qingfeng in my right hand, riding a snow-white tall horse, climbing mountains and mountains, crossing the streets and markets, stabbing corrupt officials and killing corrupt officials, hoe bullies, beat rogues, and guard errands in the north and south of the country. They are more powerful than the old Taoist priest Qiu Chuji who cares about things. They are all mighty and arrogant. They are extremely happy and roar with their heads raised, I woke myself up with laughter. I didn’t know until I woke up that I had a pleasant Knight dream again. It was dawn and morning exercise was still early. I seemed to lie on the bed without sleep, recalling the dream I had just made with my eyes open motionlessly. The wonderful dream made me laugh happily. After laughing for a while, I thought in my heart that there are many officials who neglect their duties, corrupt and accept bribes in the society nowadays, who are wildly wandering in the downtown all day long, deceiving the world and stealing fame, competing for fame and wealth, and harming the country and people; some rogues and bullies with big heads and big ears were wandering around the streets and lanes all day long, rambling arbitrarily, accumulating wealth everywhere, bullying the common people and destroying the harmonious social life, which was really extremely hateful. When I thought about it, I muttered involuntarily: those big tigers who hurt the country and the common people in the society would be scared to sweat and pee their trousers when sleeping every day. Those flies whose conscience couldn’t get peace didn’t do some messy nightmares every day to punish themselves. Let alone the Lord Yan was unhappy, even the two little devils who wanted to live on the horse would be angry. When I was lying on the bed and muttering with my eyes open, I saw Ji Gong floating in front of me in a daze, and I just heard him say to me seriously: Hey, boy, do you know? As long as a person is greedy and evil, he will not have a soul. For a person without soul, some strange dirty things will be continuously born in his belly, and his mind will dream that demons and ghosts will pull his heart and tear his liver every day, pull his lungs, let him die, let him die! Only when a person has conscience, social morality, laws and regulations, family affection and universal love in his heart, can he have soul. Only people with souls can dream of the Northern Lights every day, live carefree and carefree life. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…