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The Spring Festival is approaching, and everyone comes to the market to buy New Year's goods.
People who went out to work rushed home for the New Year, and the streets were crowded with people. There are all kinds of food, use, and wear on the market, which is dazzling. The small stall was hung with Spring Festival couplets, red lanterns, and a joyful atmosphere. The ** voice full of blessings came from not far away, which made people feel happy.
On the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, I staggered through the crowd, swaying and limping, afraid of the endless crowd, for fear of being knocked to the ground by the crowd in the streets and alleys. I looked east and west, as curious as Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. The down jacket in the clothing store is made of good material, and it must be comfortable to wear, but I am shy in my pocket and can't afford it, so I was bought by the handsome guy in front of me in the blink of an eye. The gray-haired old man on the side of the road had a bit of meat in front of his stall, which I mistook for dog meat, but when I asked, it was mutton. I'm a nerd who is locked up in the study and reads the books of the sages, and I can't tell the difference between mutton and dog meat, and I don't know if it will make people laugh and be generous when I say it. My father had already bought the mutton, so I left embarrassedly.
Truckloads of fruit are displayed on the side of the road. Huge red Fuji apples, sweet citrus, crunchy pears and more are all you will love to eat. After careful selection, many people happily buy a large bag or a large bag to go home, waiting to get together with their families, relatives and friends, as well as neighbors for the New Year, eating melon seeds, talking and laughing, and getting a new atmosphere of the New Year.
In the small county town where I live, I face the same streets and familiar faces every day. In order to live, the migrant workers who are busy outside for a year take advantage of the Spring Festival to go home for the New Year, show the joy of a bumper harvest on their faces, their pockets bulge, and buy something for the elderly and children during the Spring Festival. This reminds me of my father's youth, when he was laid off and went to a distant place to make a living, seeking a job to support his family, sleeping outside all year round, and finally returning home to reunite with his family during the Spring Festival. He also buys all kinds of gifts for his family, and every Chinese New Year, I always have new clothes to wear and delicious sweets. At that time, my father struggled to support me on the street, wearing a thick down jacket and sweater in the cold winter day, I was so tired and panting, my back was already wet with sweat. After catching my breath, I realized that my hands were still clenched in my father's wide, warm hands.
When I was a child, my grandfather always came home with a big bag of things, and my grandfather would always bring me a few pieces of candy to eat, and then lock the candy in the cabinet, either afraid of anything else, or afraid of the little gluttonous cat at home. That's right, the little gluttonous cat at home is none other than me. Grandpa locked the candy in the cabinet to prevent me from stealing it. One year, my grandfather came home with candy, gave me a few candies, and locked them in the cupboard. Grandpa said to me, "If you keep the candy for the New Year, you can't let me eat it before the end of the year." Who knew that I took advantage of my grandfather's lunch break, and took the cabinet key from my grandfather's pants in fear, quietly opened the cabinet door, and put the candy in my pocket and took it out to eat. I went to the corner of the house alone, took out the candy I had stolen from the cabinet in my pocket, and ate it with relish, and I read in my mouth, Grandpa was so stingy, and said that he loved me, and he wouldn't even give me a single candy ......Who knew that when I came home, my grandfather looked at me fiercely, and my grandfather said, if you want to eat candy, just tell him, why do you want to steal, stealing is despised by people, yelling at me, telling me the consequences of stealing. From then on, I knew that stealing was something to look down on, and I no longer took anything without the permission of an adult. I know that after the New Year, the rest of the sugar will be for me to eat. Nowadays, I see a variety of shops selling sweets in the market, and the living conditions are better than they were back then. I bought Hsu Fu Chi candy and went home, peeled one open and tasted it, and found that it was no longer the same as it used to be, because my grandfather had been away from us for many years.
When we got home, we hurriedly brought a few candies to my eighty-year-old grandmother, who had loose teeth and said that it was delicious. Grandma couldn't help but sigh that when they were young, they wanted to eat everything, but they didn't. Now that the standard of living has improved and the materials are abundant, they are old.
The standard of living is high, the flavor of the year is strong, and I think the days will get better and happier. (Cheng Haowen).