Everyone can feel this smell, which is difficult to describe and express in words. In the cold winter, it permeates the air and is distributed in every corner of urban and rural areas. No matter where you are, no matter where your heart is, the strong flavor of the year is like the smell of old wine around you. Smell gently with your nose, look carefully with your eyes and listen carefully with your ears. She will inject into your body and make you dream. ...
The flavor of the year permeates the streets and lanes and floats in the countryside. With the approach of the Spring Festival, the streets and alleys of the county are covered with colored lights, and the towns along the banks of the Yi River are beautifully decorated with exquisite colored lights. Red lanterns hanging in various units, communities and squares are swaying gently in the wind, like red elves, telling people that the Spring Festival is coming. Auspicious decorations, exquisite the Year of the Loong ornaments, the Year of the Loong couplets in Phnom Penh and exquisite cartoon dragon pattern window grilles all make the festive atmosphere warm and festive. In rural areas, villagers who have worked hard for a year have temporarily given up their field work because of the coming of the Spring Festival. Every household is busy catching up and preparing for the Spring Festival. The faces of adults and children are filled with sweet smiles, and the taste of the year is also in this smile.
Shopping malls and bookstores are filled with the flavor of the year. Strong flavor of the year, strong feelings. All kinds of new year's goods are piled up like mountains, dazzling. People in a hurry shuttled through major shopping malls and supermarkets, carefully selecting their favorite items for their families. While buying new year's goods, in bookstores, people swim in the ocean of knowledge and pick up some books they like. From their open-minded smiles, I saw the taste of that year. The flavor of the year also crept into people's hearts, and the words of happiness filled their faces and flooded into their hearts.
The station and port are filled with the flavor of the year. Homesick students and migrant workers, full of harvest and expectation, set foot on the speeding train and rushed to their hometown with joy and excitement in order to reunite with their families and enjoy the happy moment on New Year's Eve.
The smell of this year is full of blessings. Those letters filled with warm homesickness, those beautiful greeting cards filled with blessings, those mobile phone messages filled with friendship, and those dining tables filled with mellow family banquets light up the Spring Festival and make the taste of the year more mellow.
The taste of the year is a hot air in the cold winter; The taste of the year is the reunion of long-lost relatives; The taste of the year is a call from mom and dad; Nianwei is a good dish for my old mother. ...
This rich flavor of the year comes from ancient customs, songs flying on the earth, a happy life and a happy smile, and it has become an eternal scenery of the Chinese nation, floating in everyone's heart and unforgettable.