新年好,祝福大家新年快乐。

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<h3>新年到,新年到,</h3><div>采购年货人如潮。</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div> <h3>&nbsp;糖瓜祭灶,新年来到;</h3><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div> <h3>二十三,糖瓜粘;二十四,扫房子;<br></h3><div><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div> <h3><br></h3><div>二十五,磨豆腐;二十六,炖大肉;</div><div><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div> <h3><br></h3><div>二十七,宰公鸡;二十八,把面发;</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div> <h3><br></h3><div>二十九,蒸馒头;三十晚上闹一宿; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div> <h3>听着鞭炮声,念着歌谣,盼着年的那一天,</h3> <h3>虽然那时的物质匮乏,生活有点艰苦,</h3> <h3>没有许多的肉肉和蔬菜,</h3> <h3>更没有超市,和超市里花花绿绿的各种商品,</h3> <h3>可那时候的年味十足,小孩烧火,大人揉面,蒸好多好多的馒头,不过不全是白的,还有黑的和黄的,还会炸油条,油饼,这个叫过油,</h3> <h3>三十是要清洗门窗,贴对联,福字,</h3> <h3>那时候没有电视,春节一般不放电影,乡下人最喜欢的是大戏,一般三天,有时候五天,下午、晚上各一场。看戏的人山人海,寒冷的夜,在那昏黄的气死分风灯的照耀下,唱的再晚,听者却不瞌睡,常常用掌声要求谢幕的再来一曲,</h3> <h3>小孩是听不懂的,只感觉吚吚哑哑,,,,腔拖的好长,很简短的事情,演唱着却能唱上半天,所以小孩就是在人群里钻来钻去,偶尔从父母那讨来几分,买个花蜜苔儿或一勺大绿豆,解馋,而大人们听的如痴如醉,还时不时的评论者,听到动情处,也会随着剧情或流泪,或骂几声剧中那可恶的角色,</h3> <h3>那时候看大戏的场面一点不输鲁迅笔下的社戏,只不过他笔下是一艘艘小筏子,还有鲜活的润土,而我经历的是一块块长短、宽窄不一的木板搭的凳子,间杂着各种形态的凳子,还有我那些儿时的伙伴。</h3> <h3>感叹物质的丰富,冲淡着曾经浓烈的年味时候,回忆着儿时过年的事情,心里也有满足的味道。</h3> <h3><br></h3><div>姑娘要花,小子要炮;</div><div>老头儿要顶新毡帽,</div><div>老太太要件新棉袄。 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;</div> <h3>年年新年皆新年,岁岁新年皆不同。 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 祝福,给我,也给我的家人和朋友,过了新年是新春,乘着春天的序曲,迎接下一个新年。</h3>