The fall of the fallen leaves has faded away
But the winter's footfall accidentally marks the branches
Standing at the window
Listen to the drizzle playing softly
Look at the childhood memories of that clay tile
The moist palm covered the slightly sour tip of the nose
All those childhood things that were marked in my heart
It's like the smell of cold when you touch the tip of your tongue
It's been a long time
When we're out of town
Once again, through the crowd
Back to the land of nostalgia
The only thing I ever wanted
There's nothing like home
That's the remembrance of each and every one of us
What is age
It's the traditional culture of the mind
It's the smell between the lips and teeth
But with a haunting thought
In spite of the changing times, old and new
I still miss my hometown
What lingers in my ears is the constant exhortation of my parents
The snow
It's a new year in the drums
One year in the middle of a blast
Spring brings warmth to the butchers
I wonder what your hometown tastes like
It's a family reunion
A blessing from family and friends
It's the vision and expectation of the temple fair
It's the laughter of family members who set off firecrackers and put up Spring Festival couplets
Or simply sitting around eating steaming meals
The Apple of the eye
Always changing the new peach for the old one
The bell rings at zero
The sound of firecrackers
As one falls, another rises
The glow of a firefly rose
Like a pool of blue water
Every now and then, a little bit
As the White waves rise and rise
The soft moon of the New Year has added a touch of jest
Time goes by like a horse
The years are passing by
The toast scene
It's happy and harmonious
The wine in the glass
It's the blood
Think back to the smell of New Year
And give me this long-lost mood
In a crowded city
We have to stick to a small part of our hearts
Make him a station after you've been busy
Calm down
Take it easy
Open up a memory that's been buried
Just lean over
Listen to your heart
Free your mind
home
Family ties
A lot of love
It's the flavor of the New Year
Let's join hands
Make the old feel fresh, concrete and within reach
記憶年味
落葉之秋已漸漸隱去
冬天的腳步卻不經(jīng)意地在枝頭劃下痕跡
佇立窗前
聽絲絲細雨輕聲地彈奏
看那土坯青瓦堆砌的兒時記憶
濕潤的掌心捂住了有些酸澀的鼻尖
那些烙印在心底的童年趣事
一如曾經(jīng)舌尖輕輕觸過冰涼的味道
使我們久久難以釋懷
當背井離鄉(xiāng)的我們
再一次穿梭在熙熙攘攘的人群中
風塵仆仆地回到眷念的故鄉(xiāng)
最心心念念的
莫過于家鄉(xiāng)的年味
那是我們每個人一生的追憶
何為年味
它是腦海里的傳統(tǒng)文化
是唇齒間的具象味道
更是牽掛縈繞的念念心意
盡管時代變遷、新舊更替
對家鄉(xiāng)的思念之情依舊氤氳著
耳畔縈繞著的是父母的千叮嚀萬囑咐
瑞雪皚皚
新的一年在鑼鼓陣陣中粉墨登場
爆竹聲中一歲除
春風送暖入屠蘇
不知你家鄉(xiāng)的年味是怎樣的
是全家團圓的小確幸
是親朋好友之間的誠摯祝福
是逛廟會時的憧憬與期待
是同家人放鞭炮、貼春聯(lián)時的歡聲笑語
還是簡簡單單地圍坐在一起吃著熱氣騰騰的飯菜
千門萬戶瞳瞳日
總把新桃換舊符
零點的鐘聲響起
爆竹聲陣陣
此起彼伏
螢火般的光亮平地而起
就像一汪碧水
不時激蕩起點點波瀾
當朵朵白色的浪花越來越歡騰雀躍
新年柔和的月色也在此刻平添了幾分俏皮
時光荏苒如白駒過隙
歲月如梭如逝去芳華
那舉杯歡慶的畫面
其樂融融、和諧美滿
那杯中的酒
分明是濃濃的血脈之情
回想著兒時過年的味道
又給了我這份久違的心境
在擁擠的城市中
我們心靈深處要恪守住一塊小小的心岸
讓他成為你奔波忙碌之后的一個驛站
靜下心來
慢慢的去品味
打開塵封已久的記憶
輕輕地俯下身來
聽聽自己的心跳
放飛你自由的心緒
家
親情
濃濃的愛意
構(gòu)成了心心念念的過年味道
讓我們攜起手來
讓年味變得鮮活具體、觸手可及
