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
记忆年味
落叶之秋已渐渐隐去
冬天的脚步却不经意地在枝头划下痕迹
伫立窗前
听丝丝细雨轻声地弹奏
看那土坯青瓦堆砌的儿时记忆
湿润的掌心捂住了有些酸涩的鼻尖
那些烙印在心底的童年趣事
一如曾经舌尖轻轻触过冰凉的味道
使我们久久难以释怀
当背井离乡的我们
再一次穿梭在熙熙攘攘的人群中
风尘仆仆地回到眷念的故乡
最心心念念的
莫过于家乡的年味
那是我们每个人一生的追忆
何为年味
它是脑海里的传统文化
是唇齿间的具象味道
更是牵挂萦绕的念念心意
尽管时代变迁、新旧更替
对家乡的思念之情依旧氤氲着
耳畔萦绕着的是父母的千叮咛万嘱咐
瑞雪皑皑
新的一年在锣鼓阵阵中粉墨登场
爆竹声中一岁除
春风送暖入屠苏
不知你家乡的年味是怎样的
是全家团圆的小确幸
是亲朋好友之间的诚挚祝福
是逛庙会时的憧憬与期待
是同家人放鞭炮、贴春联时的欢声笑语
还是简简单单地围坐在一起吃着热气腾腾的饭菜
千门万户瞳瞳日
总把新桃换旧符
零点的钟声响起
爆竹声阵阵
此起彼伏
萤火般的光亮平地而起
就像一汪碧水
不时激荡起点点波澜
当朵朵白色的浪花越来越欢腾雀跃
新年柔和的月色也在此刻平添了几分俏皮
时光荏苒如白驹过隙
岁月如梭如逝去芳华
那举杯欢庆的画面
其乐融融、和谐美满
那杯中的酒
分明是浓浓的血脉之情
回想着儿时过年的味道
又给了我这份久违的心境
在拥挤的城市中
我们心灵深处要恪守住一块小小的心岸
让他成为你奔波忙碌之后的一个驿站
静下心来
慢慢的去品味
打开尘封已久的记忆
轻轻地俯下身来
听听自己的心跳
放飞你自由的心绪
家
亲情
浓浓的爱意
构成了心心念念的过年味道
让我们携起手来
让年味变得鲜活具体、触手可及
