Warm winter (7) give you a new year gift

On the first day of the new year, our brothers walked 6 miles to pay New Year greetings to their elders. Walking on the road, I asked myself, what is new? What is old? What is the true meaning of the year? How to realize the essential meaning of farewell to the old and welcome the new? In the traditional fairy tales of our country, the year was originally a monster, the predecessor of the couplet was peach symbol, and the previous life of firecrackers was bamboo (burning bamboo). The original intention of Spring Festival was to drive away fear, later it evolved into festival celebration, and now it is mostly social engagement. Who gives the meaning of farewell to the old and welcome the new? The Lunar New Year is the end of a cycle and the beginning of a new cycle. In the sense of time, Nian undertakes the past time and opens up a new time. In order to make this time node more meaningful, our customs urge US to send away the kitchen Prince, clean the dust, wear new clothes and hats, what we achieve and see is a process from old to new. It’s just that we keep complaining. What’s the meaning of Spring Festival? Children are still looking forward to the new year, and a few candies will make them happy. When I was young, I also looked forward to the New Year. Deep in my memory was the scene of Playing firecrackers and asking for New Year’s money. There is a kind of firecrackers called falling whip. As long as it falls to the ground, it will ring. Work in the city of two uncle end always on things, give us brothers, felt then that treasure. Or use a few cents to buy some in the sales department, you can also show off in front of your friends. Now I don’t expect the new year, and the new year is always unexpected. It’s just that I can’t leave any special memories year after year, and I feel a little dull. Why do you feel this way? Is there too much desire? When festivals turn into social activities, it becomes a burden and a mere formality, which is easy to generate complaints. I asked myself what is old and what is new? Is it difficult to find new clothes and hats? The real old and new should never be an external form, but an essential change. Now the material life is so rich that you can buy new clothes and hats at any time. As long as you are willing, you can dress yourself up completely. There is nothing to look forward to during the Spring Festival, let alone adding a little helplessness after one year old. Year is the annual ring that records the growth of life. In an individual’s life, one year is relatively long. In the whole life, one year is short. Time is our life, one cycle after another. We can’t grow older and have substantial growth. Denying myself and rebuilding myself is a way to promote my detachment. In the way of looking inward, we should not care about whether the appearance changes or not, but the change of inner thoughts. In the new year, I will accelerate and strengthen my reflection and try my best to make myself grow as fast as possible. In my opinion, the transition cycle of an excellent life is not 365 days. They summarize every day, reflect day by day and make progress from time to time. If you wait passively for 365 days and then do this, there is no doubt that you will waste a lot of time, and it is easy to get lost in the nothingness year after year. I think we need to form a habit — take every day as a shrinking year, make plans every day, put them into action, summarize and reflect, save ourselves and so on, such a life is brand new every day. When writing these down at this moment, I always feel that I am in the rut of reasoning. If it can be called reasonable, in fact, I just understood it. Some people may have told me a similar truth before. For me, it is just others’. At this moment, the awakening of self-consciousness makes me truly understand these. Now it belongs to me. As a gift to you, it may not make you have this feeling. In the past, I also expected someone to give me the truth of life to guide me to avoid detours and get out of trouble with the help of others. Life is not like this. People are divided into three categories, one is spontaneous combustion, the other is combustion-supporting, and the third is non-combustible. An incombustible life cannot be changed by others. Therefore, I found that the only person who changes myself is myself. Others can only help you, not for you. Tonight, in the noise of gongs and drums outside the window, I once again thought about how to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, and wrote down my own feelings in the less beautiful regular script. If you can, you can use it as a gift for the new year to start your healthy, intelligent and happy life journey. 2012 nian 1 yue 25 ri first draft 1 yue 29 ri again draft Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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”. 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Lost

Today, the weather is not bad, but it is noon, there is a little wind, the sun is hanging in the far Sky, and there will still be slight warmth when it shines on people. In the afternoon, my sister called but didn’t receive something. She said hello on QQ, saying that her grandmother had passed away and she couldn’t respond to it. She felt more strange that my sister was far away from the ends of the world, why was the news so well-informed? I was wondering if it was a rumor. It seemed that my sister heard my sarcasm and confirmed again that yes, Grandma really passed away. I still couldn’t believe it. How could such a sturdy old lady say she would leave just after her 89th birthday two days ago? I chatted with my sister, feeling a little stuffy and uncomfortable. I haven’t seen the old lady for nearly a year. It turned out that on festivals, I would buy some snacks that the old lady could eat to see her. The old lady’s face was quite good, with white and red, it was just because of the stroke seven years ago that my body was half-dead, and someone needed to be around in 24 hours. So in recent years, my father, uncle and aunt took turns to watch around my grandmother, mainly my father and uncle, aunts supplemented. Over the past few years, the old lady has not become thin due to illness. On the contrary, she is much fatter than before due to the careful care of her children, so that when it is convenient, two people are needed to help her, put away bedpan. The old lady finished the convenience, but the person who served him was sweating all over. Every day, the old lady’s meal is changed in different ways, or the Old Lady will lose her temper. In father’s words, the old lady likes popular things, such as dumplings, braised pork, etc., which she will never get tired. The appetite is good, digestion is good, and how do you think it is also a longevity appearance, how is it possible that just after the birthday, it will disappear if you say no? To be honest, I didn’t have much affection for my grandma since I was young, and sometimes I felt bored with seeing each other. When I got married, my grandma, uncle and aunts didn’t show anything, on the contrary, the fourth grandma and several uncles came, and the relationship was indifferent. Even so, in my heart, she is my father’s mother. I hope she will live a long and healthy life, not for other reasons, but only for her being my father’s mother. I knew in my heart that grandma and aunts didn’t like me, and in my heart, I didn’t like them very much, because from them, I couldn’t feel the existence of a little kinship. The love and warmth emitted from their hearts, to be honest, in my opinion, there are not as many neighbors and passers-by. In their eyes, I only see disgust. Grandma is very eccentric and never knows why. My father is the eldest son and grandson. My grandma likes my father very much, but she doesn’t like my father very much. It’s strange, right. I hate my father, I hate Wu and Wu, and I also like my mother very much. After that, I don’t like our siblings any more. I really don’t understand. What kind of disgust or hatred should I have in my heart to treat my grandson and nephew like that? In the heavy snow days, although someone saw the little person who fell down in the snow in the warm house, no one came out to stretch out his hand to hold him. If he was a neighbor or a passerby, he wouldn’t be like this. In this way, the little man was just standing in the threshold with his hands in the snow outside the door, crying and shouting. I didn’t know how long it took until my mother came back from the outside, when I picked up the little person, this pair of small hands turned red with cold. From my mother’s description, when I think of this kind of picture, I will feel stuffy pain in my heart. What kind of disgust and hate is it, so indifferent? In the continuation of indifference, this picture will always be played back in my mind many years later. Therefore, I have been looking forward to growing up quickly and leaving this cold atmosphere far away. It is best not to see them again. Could it be because of this that I was sent to my grandma? My mom said I was very lovely since I was a child. My grandparents liked me very much and took me as a treasure. It was because of my grandparents that I felt warm. At that time, in my heart, grandma and aunt were just a distant name, so far away that I could deceive myself and others. Grandma and Grandpa were my parents, and Grandma’s family was my home, even my real parents seem to be far away from me. When I was going to school, I had to go back to my parents, but everything there made me feel so strange and scared. Seeing grandma and aunts, they walked away like mice seeing cats. I just think that grandma and aunt are not as kind as those on the street. Therefore, try to avoid meeting each other and get bored with meeting each other. Until they got married and became a family, they were also sensible. Although they didn’t want to meet them, they still smiled politely and called each other politely, only etiquette. Later, my grandma got older and my father got older. At that time, I also had my own children. From the aspect of raising my children, I realized that it was not easy for my parents, I realized how much my parents paid to raise a child, and I understood more or less that Grandma didn’t like father in her heart. After all, she raised him and helped him get married, she is also our grandmother. Although there is no emotion, there is only responsibility and obligation left. My grandmother is old, and my father goes to serve her. Although she still had no feelings, she would also support her father to be filial in front of grandma’s bed, and also try to put down the resentment in her heart to see grandma, although not many times: every time she bought some snacks that she liked, sitting in front of her bed, chatting for a while. I think I can see grandma with a plain heart. I always thought that the days would be so plain, year after year. But 2017 was an eventful autumn. At first, when the Spring Festival was approaching, I was out of trouble. My grandma couldn’t go to visit her on her birthday, and I didn’t visit her as usual during the Spring Festival. After lunar January, I was almost healthy, but I couldn’t adjust my mind, so she didn’t go to see her. Later, her mother-in-law was seriously ill in hospital. She was busy getting up early every day to cook nutrition porridge for her mother-in-law, showing filial piety and fulfilling her obligations. After that, her mother-in-law died. From my heart, I have more affection for my mother-in-law without any blood relationship than my grandmother. In the past two decades, I have regarded my mother-in-law as a relative, and we will care about each other. The death of my mother-in-law made me sad and have a good life. Moreover, I couldn’t go to relatives during the period of hot filial piety, so I didn’t go to see my grandmother. I had thought that I would visit her after the hot filial piety, but the news of grandma’s death came. Although I was not very sad, I still felt a little uncomfortable in my heart. Maybe it’s because of blood, I think. Although Grandma didn’t like me and I didn’t like her, her death would still make me sad. How can people be tough? In the end, isn’t it the same destination? Such as Grandma. Last night, I had a messy dream all night: I dreamed that my mother-in-law was pushing a car similar to a sickbed, smiling brightly. I also dreamed that Wei was beside me, and there were my father and mother. When I woke up, I felt very strange, how can people on the eight sides get together in dreams? In reality, my mother-in-law and Grandma didn’t know each other, but grandma was one year older than her mother-in-law, so it was just a little fate. It was not until the afternoon that I received the news from my sister that I recalled my dream, but it turned out that dream was not a dream. Although Grandma doesn’t like me, I still wish her a good journey. If she doesn’t like me, I will never see her again in the next life. In this life, Grandma is still my grandmother, rest in peace! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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. 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