I don't remember what year it started, but under the orders of the elders, I have learned the New Year's customs that once seemed like red tape.
Later, when I learned all the processes one after another, I no longer seemed to be looking forward to the New Year.
Compared with the bloodline valued in the West, the family reunion at the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is an extension of our blood relationship.
Maybe everyone always thinks about something, says something, or writes something during the Chinese New Year.
But then I just thought about it, I didn't want to say anything, and I didn't want to write anything.
Just because the depth and heaviness that I want to express will seem shallow and pale from the moment I say or write it.
Later, I felt that the New Year was just a mentality!
In life, you often can't tell which ones are habits and which ones you like.
Just like drinking tea, coffee, carbonated drinks or plain water, many of these daily routines often need to be meditated and tasted slowly to understand whether it is a habitual liking or a liking habit!
It's really hard to distinguish between pure and impure, just because it's often mixed up with life!
I originally thought that what I longed for as a child was the winter vacation, but later I realized that it was actually the Chinese New Year that I was looking forward to.
The irrepressible excitement is clearly reflected in the bright mood of every day.
When I was a child, my family refined lard during the Chinese New Year, regardless of the hot and hot stuff that had just come out of the pot with my hands, and I didn't feel tired of eating a lot of it secretly, and the pork tasted particularly sweet.
When I was a child, I used bamboo and wood to cut into knives, guns and sticks, and put out the door according to the gourd to paint the appearance of Qin Shubao and Wei Chigong, or Zhang Fei and Guan Yu.
When I was a child, I went to the market to watch the crackers and hanging whips in the store department, and when I went home, I dismantled a string of firecrackers into pieces and carefully carried them in my pocket, and blew up the dilapidated and defective bowls and clay pots, cow dung or ice in front of and behind the house.
When I was a child, I couldn't wait to put on the new clothes that I had been thinking about for many days, after all, it was the night before the New Year, and I had to touch and see every night that caused insomnia.
When I was a child, I secretly giggled happily when I was holding the New Year's money in my pocket and thinking about how to spend it, but I was lost when my parents confiscated it with a sentence of "help you keep it" and fell into the clouds.
We are like ignorant and curious chicks, happily staying in the nest where the wind and frost are not invaded, and growing up in that place is called "spending the New Year at home".
It's just that then we grew up, but everything changed.
"Celebrating the New Year at home" has become "going home for the New Year", and the meaning of the difference between one word is like across the mountains and seas.
It's like a childhood swing, I can no longer bear the weight of today, and I only dangle in my memories!
If you have money or not, go home for the New Year", if you dig deeper, you will be helpless after compromising the reality and laughing at yourself, because other people's children are always very good!
We will always find many reasons to comfort ourselves, just because the Confucianism that we have been exposed to since childhood is moderate and submissive.
Some people ask how far you go, some people ask how high you fly, but no one asks you if you are tired, and no one asks if you are happy.
When happiness is overwhelmed by the surging realistic values, only the frightened figure of drowning and suffocating is left.
All the root causes of the contradictions between psychology and reality come from the fierce collision between agricultural civilization and modern industrial civilization.
After all, it has only been a few decades since the founding of the People's Republic of China and the reform and opening up, and throughout the history of 5,000 years, agricultural production dominated by family blood ties has accounted for nearly ninety percent of the total.
Whether it is starting a business or running away from home, from the moment you sit in the office building, you have gotten rid of the farm work in the fields, but you are also far away from the circle of blood family and clan.
When the column of the father's household registration book was stamped with a red mud seal and a non-agricultural household registration, it had actually entered the unfamiliar circle of modern civilization.
Later, you will get to know a lot of people, establish social relationships with each other in strange circles, and continue to deepen and strengthen.
This is a kind of contract spirit that is regulated under the framework of various contracts, and there is also an interpersonal relationship that is independent of blood relations.
The farther away from farming, the more you unconsciously embrace modernity.
Embracing chat software, celebrity gossip, all kinds of short**, pervasive brand promotion, online games, online shopping, live streaming and ......
There are all kinds of warblers and swallows, and they can't stop being immersed in the modern commercialization of materialism.
When the stance, thinking angle and different three views come together, this is the reason why I feel that the taste of the year is getting weaker and weaker.
There was no longer chatting around the charcoal fire while munching melon seeds, and waiting for the opening of CCTV's live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala at 8 o'clock in the evening.
Back then, I had to wait until the ** of "Unforgettable Tonight" sounded, but now I can no longer hear the taste of childhood!
While the habitual first step represents the right foot of matter, the left foot of the spirit of scarcity is always half a beat slower.
This seemingly short gap is even worse than the slightest difference of thousands of miles!
Maybe the Spring Festival has not declined, and I am afraid of forgetting the bright and warm ones that used to be!
Those who were, those who miss, those who are pure, those who are happy, are the real taste of the New Year!
Written on February 11, 2024 (the second day of the first lunar month).