The only day to miss in the new year

The 2012 New Year passed like this. It was plain and plain. With the growth of age, my heart gradually couldn’t feel the atmosphere of the new year. The red lantern hanging downstairs is the only symbol of the new year. The Spring Festival Gala of CCTV must be watched every year, waiting for the appearance of Zhao Benshan under the foil of stars. This year, Uncle Benshan flashed for various reasons. I was not in the mood to watch the evening party, and I bought another plain one. On the first day of the new year, the crowd on the central street in previous years were as bustling as those on the market. Several old people along the street passed away one after another years ago, which made this central street, which was supposed to be lively and full of laughter, desolate. After a busy year, I just want to have a good sleep and go to relatives from the custom handed down by some generation. Day after day, relatives had gone, and holidays were almost gone. Relatives who haven’t walked around for almost a year always have to drink a few glasses of wine these days to renew their family ties. My friend also had a holiday, a pot of green tea, all over the world, endless friendship, endless truth. Walking in this indifferent and fraudulent world, everyone has two faces of hypocrisy and truth. Tear off the disguise in front of friends and easily tell the joys and sorrows of the year. The only unforgettable day is lunar January 15. Every year, I will go out for a day with my child. Every morning, I get up early and wait for the bus with my children. Every year, there are a lot of people going out on lunar January 15. Sometimes I can’t get into the bus after waiting for more than an hour, and I always go out with a relaxed mood, in the evening, I came home with exhaustion, and then told myself that I would never go out next year. Year after year, I just remembered this sentence when I came home. This year, I had a car but didn’t want to go out. I just wanted to sleep at home. I had discussed it with my child. I didn’t go out to play during the day and went to the square to watch fireworks at night. My niece Qing came to my house early in the morning, which aroused the child’s interest again. She didn’t want to see the child’s tears of Injustice. Let’s go! 20 kilometers from the countryside to the urban area, there are cultural performances in each village in the urban area, and the roads are closed. Under the advice of the children, we go around the outer ring to the park. The park in winter is especially desolate, with frozen artificial lakes, bare trees and withered lawns. Only a few green pine trees are dotted with a hint of green. It was really bold. Two fifteen-year-old girls passed by the frozen artificial lake. People passing by were scared to see it. Although the lake was sealed, the lake was frozen, if you step lightly with your feet, there will be splashing water. The two little girls returned to the land carelessly under the loud reprimand of the kind passers-. Two or three meters deep, one foot is empty, and there is no sense of safety. The bleak Park did not relieve the children’s interest at all, climbing bridges and rockery, leaving children with joyful photos in the scenery. Playing until noon, I was too lazy to go home to cook. I casually ate some food at the stall near the park and went home. Winter nights always come very early, and it is already dark at 5: 30. The fireworks were set off at 7: 30, and the children were no longer angry at 6 o’clock. After saying goodbye to the netizens in a hurry, they opened the way. The colorful lights hanging in the roadside factory area make children feel novel, and the sporadic fireworks in the distant village make children cry with amazement. My niece and my two girls drove quickly near the square in the laughter of the three children. The dense cars were parked on both sides of the road, and the pavement was also crowded with cars, so the cars couldn’t drive forward, the middle of the road ahead is also full of cars. I had to park my car on the pavement and walk to the square. Tonight is minus 13 degrees, which is the coldest day of this winter. The cold weather doesn’t stop people who like watching fireworks. The square is crowded with colorful lights hanging on trees, gorgeous colored lights bring a little warmth to the cold winter night. In the cheers of people, the beautiful fireworks lit up the sky of the square. The waterfall flew straight down, the blooming chrysanthemum, the bright smiling face and the unique fireworks reflected the lonely sky. People watching flowers use mobile phones, digital cameras and video cameras to record this beautiful moment. The beautiful fireworks opened in the air, burst in a flash, disappeared without a trace. There are also beautiful moments like fireworks in one’s life, but he doesn’t know when to bloom or how to grasp the glorious moments in his life. On the way back, the children were no longer excited when they came. The colorful lights and sporadic fireworks on the roadside could not arouse the children’s interest any more. Children are still immersed in the moment when fireworks bloom…… Like (prose editor: yuiran) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. 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