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Early in the morning, I was awakened by the sound of firecrackers downstairs. I scrambled out of bed and looked down. Oh, come on, the New Year is coming!
Just then, the doorbell rang, and the master, happily, opened the door and said, “oh, here you are! I want to die!” I also shook his tail to the past, but opened the door, is a stranger, I have never seen me grinning, blunt he call, he handed the host an envelope: “aunt, I am your son's staff, chairman of occupy, don't come, his daughter and wife to travel abroad, also won't be able to come, this is chairman of the board for you, wish you happiness as immense as the Eastern Sea.” “Then he went away. I sniffed the envelope and smelt a foul smell: money, money, money! I don't know what that thing can do, but even I know that the host doesn't want it. All she wants is the warmth and happiness of reunion.
The host put the envelope down, picked me up and said to himself, ”we're only going to be together this year, wangwang.“ There is a hidden disappointment and loneliness in the face. I licked my master's hand. She lowered her head and smiled reluctantly. ”wangwang, I'm fine. Let's have a happy New Year together!“
This year again, after the simple meal, the owner did not go down to set off firecrackers, but quietly holding me, watching TV quietly, without laughter, without comment. Everything was quiet except for the sound of television and firecrackers. No, don't worry about us. We won't cry because we are lonely, or we won't cry because we are alone. Not for the first time. Oh, my! What is the flavor of the year, how can I forget??
The New Year's bell tolls, the children's happiest time at last at the urging of everyone, step by step.
Early in the morning, the family began to live a happy and busy life. You see, ”home wei, you put a crooked“ ”what stick crooked, you take a triangular ruler to measure, this is standard 90 degree.“ My sister and I were standing at the window, arguing with each other. ”Come on, we're going to get some New Year's goods.“ Dad began to push. ”I see. I'll be right there.“ ”I said impatiently.
The street was a sea of people, we left in the supermarket to pick the right to choose, melon seed kernel, almond ` ` ` ` ` ` ha ha ha, all is I love to eat, I hold a heap of jammed snacks to find father mother. Her sister did not show weakness. She kept putting shrimp and steaks in the basket.
At last, the most popular meal of the year has begun. Mom has always been a good cook, so we can smell the fragrance. Looking at the table full of han Chinese, our saliva is down to 3,000 feet. Ha ha ha, said the father, wait a moment before eating, first go to set off firecrackers. Then we enjoy the delicious taste of fireworks.
The most interesting New Year is the New Year. Our family began to run around with presents. Outside, there were noisy firecrackers and people's faces were full of moving smiles. The third uncle arrived, and when he walked in the door, he received a big red envelope. I smiled happily. Happy to say: “three uncle New Year good.” The child is getting more and more sensible, and the third uncle is smiling at me.
With the help of my mother, I lit a lantern and used it to express my wish for a happy New Year. The taste of New Year is so sweet.
“Ding dong”, the bell sound, walked over and opened the door, is a friend in the country, carrying a bag full of Fried sugar flowers come in (sugar flower is the local flavor of a kind of pasta, bun and a), on the table.
What we hope most is the age of thirty. The day had to get up early, and the sun began to stick to the couplet. At that time of the couplet is mostly buy two pieces of red paper, please write murakami will people write to, the village has a two teacher to write a few decent Chinese calligraphy, some people simply make studying children write their own, we go to school when I was a child have special brush calligraphy class, the students will write calligraphy basic. The couplet, in our house is my own write their own, sometimes also wrote also neighborhood, though written not how good, but not the literacy of people in the countryside, I can deceive, mom and dad looking at are proud of it. After the couplet, we should put a string of firecrackers, from the sound of firecrackers, the beginning of the New Year, even if officially opened.
Mothers can want to busy today, all kinds of vegetables ready early and put a big fat meat, Chinese cabbage vermicelli, tofu on cooked in a pot full of delicious food, the family around the stove hot to eat two bowls of hot, feel happy. Mother took the bowl chopsticks to pick up, such as would carefully from a mahogany box bring out our new clothes shoes, for our children, this is the most happy moment, for a year, body only when the Chinese New Year a new, the village children together, the first thing to do is to show off each other's new clothes.
Time in the fingers inadvertently flow through, the Spring Festival is approaching, the flavor of the year is also gradually thick.
In people's hearts, in the past year, or sorrow, or joy, or moved has become history, instead, is looking forward to meet with the relatives of the eager and beautiful vision of the future, under the prompting of the mood, quietly, a festival atmosphere dispersion in every household, diffuse in the streets...
In the home, the taste is even more. In the bedroom, we are holding a mobile phone in the above shipment means such as fly, forwarding over and over again, back to send text messages, shining good wishes in the fingers slip, friendship and affection through this kind of new media also transfer between each other. In the living room, younger brothers and sisters, sometimes in pursuit of play, sometimes lie at the old man's side and listen to their stories about the past. In the kitchen, the churning dumplings were steaming, and in a hearty meal, the oil was grunting on the sauteed meat. The children laughed and cried, singing and dancing on the screen. In a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere, the warm affection mingled with the delicious smell of the food and the flavor of the family.
In my opinion, it is the taste of firecrackers and the taste of dishes. It is not only the taste of family, but also the taste of friendship. In this thick New Year, let us sincerely hope for the future, together ready to embark on a new journey.
Back against the wooden door, the wooden door was smooth and gray, sending out the winter sunshine of the warm hearth of the firewood. Grandpa sizzled the smoke and added firewood to the stove. Grandma stir-fried the pot, the smoke filled the kitchen, and I coughed.
In the evening, the smoke rose a little in the distance, straight, not thick, slightly higher, and gradually dispersed. Then the long, gracious shout spread out across the open fields and Banks. A strong local accent, full of love. If two or three voices were still missing, the mother or grandmother would run out of the gate and yell. Madadayo smoke, fuzzy propaganda, bit by bit ManHuan, faint sweetness of MCE. Now I sit at the desk of the classroom, let the voice of the old year be invisible in the mind, and with the regret that can not be touched back to the past, but beautiful.
Hares, playing a match crackers, huddled in the kitchen to eat just out of the plane, plain is the most realistic daily life, no rhetoric, not faceted plain text, between the lines reveals is the author of deepest miss home, feeling light and strong.
The New Year arrives, wearing big red clothes, wearing big red hat to greet this festive day -- Spring Festival. The crackle of firecrackers exploded with firecrackers.
Unexpectedly, he ate another coin. I'm not convinced. Mother mused for a moment, said: “listen to the firecracker kid heart in, see change the peach is old xing.” I cheer for my mother, she is my idol. The old lady is not in a panic, said: “the celebration of the New Year's laughter, the red rock lady to the plum blossom.” The elder sister gave an emotional kiss to the aunt. It was grandpa's turn, but this time he had no manners. He walked up and down the door and said, “I won't.” We all fainted and ate five of them.
This New Year's round son let me eat the taste of the year, ate the taste of happiness......
The New Year's bell tolls, the children's happiest time at last at the urging of everyone, step by step.
The second year of the year is of course the wine fragrance. During the Spring Festival, many people who like to hide wine will open their own good wine which they have treasured for many years. Perhaps only in these days, they will restrain their stinginess. During the Spring Festival, people who don't drink alcohol have to drink alcohol, which is not a good thing to drink and drink.
The flavor of dumplings is also indispensable in the flavor of the year. I especially love to eat dumplings during the Spring Festival. The thin filling in the fat, with some cooking wine, really made the water run three thousand feet. Add spring onion, ginger and garlic to the filling, and the taste cannot be described in words. After the cooking, the smell was really a snub. A bowl of vinegar, a large bowl of dumplings, may not fill the stomach. The vinegar on the dumpling, one bit open the jiaozi, and there will be a juice mixed with vinegar into the mouth.
If you think about it, it's a lot of years. It's all filled with the warmth of the New Year. Imagine a large family sitting around a large round table, although it is a bit crowded, but everyone can eat each other, this kind of warmth can only be achieved during the New Year.
Some people say: experience pain, can truly taste happiness. In the past, I was willing to go through the cold winter, because I was looking forward to the smell of Chinese New Year. Now the Spring Festival is coming, the lights are everywhere, the guns are sound, people come and go, everywhere brimming with happy faces. Although the air is full of years, but it feels like the New Year is far away from me. When I was a child, I especially liked the New Year, and sometimes I wish to celebrate the New Year every day, but now think about how ridiculous I was to expect to celebrate the New Year every day. Remember when I was a child, every year, before the end of the year, the adults were active, cleaning and replenishing things. The dolls, sometimes, will help the adults do some housework, but the heart also plays their own little nine, the idea of a New Year plan.
Childhood also didn't home until the end of the year will clean his house to buy a new dress but now every day to pick up at the end of this year found that need to get up only when the cleaning dingxi few even those few things don't need to pick up now parents took us to buy new clothes't interest much like think too wear don't wear new clothes, too early in the New Year's eve the family ate very quiet looking at the family reunion dinner family party occasionally send out some laughter knocked the clock to set off firecrackers before shooting the family will go for the grab the out put and now a large family who are struggling with the down before the shooting of the new moon will be very busy and now the new moon is different from usual sihui bel canto yao but because there are too many people and even appeared in the atmosphere a little embarrassed now seems to be all don't like the Chinese New Year New Year && exactly is time changed, or we have changed. First 1: pure white 15.
“爆竹声中一岁除，春风送暖入屠苏。 下午，我和妈妈来到家乡的副食城来抢年货，只见马路上的车赌成了一条长龙，车位的红灯一个接一个的亮着，交警也忙着缓解拥堵，有的车主也等得不耐烦了，直按喇叭，有的更是恼火，直接摔门而出。再往副食城这一条街里走，人生人海，人声鼎沸，可怜了那些开车的司机，又得赌一下午咯。我们到达了目的地，里面的每一个人无非都是拎着个大包小包的。每家店铺的老板，有的笑逐颜开，有的手慢脚乱的算钱。有的店铺的老板更是忙得不得了，装食品的盒子都来不及收拾。老大妈们更是疯狂，只能用三个字来形容“快！准！狠！”
回家路上，妈妈一个要好的朋友打了个电话来，说，老胖啊，过年了来送礼了勒，到你家门口了，赶紧来拿！妈妈不好意思地说，没事咯，干嘛这么好咯，等一下，马上就到家了。回到家，那个阿姨连忙把礼物搬了下来，妈妈一看，顿时被吓到了，水果，饮料，白酒总共合起来有五，六箱，我立马将下午买的年货提到了家门口，然后和妈妈开始了接力模式，搬运礼物。这仗势，尽显年味儿。
晚上更是如此，爸爸的电话响个不停，什么腊鱼腊肉啊，鸡啊，橘子啊，有的更是奇葩，还买了一箱的榴莲，有些去年送来的东西今年都还没吃完呢！
最近几年，年味渐渐淡了，有的人趁着过年假期长，带着爸妈或独自一人出去旅游了，不与亲戚团聚在一起，出去浪了。
年味对每个人来说，可能是收红包或发红包，可能是家人团聚在一起，吃喝玩乐，可能是不写作业，整天玩这就是过年的感觉：幸福，快乐，美满！
怀着激动的心情，我们迎来了期盼已久的大年夜。不少亲朋好友从远方赶来，相聚在这一刻。这是阖家团聚的一夜，这是举国同庆的一夜。
这一夜，我们无比的欢乐。大家聚在一起，和和气气的吃起了年夜饭。饭桌上大家都叙起了旧，聊了聊各自这一年的情况。当然更免不了的是对晚辈的关怀――送红包。长辈们满面慈祥的笑容，趁着吃饭，把红包一个劲的往你的怀里塞，想推脱都推脱不了。你只能讪笑着收下，边客客气气地道谢。吃完饭，小孩子的脾气就凸显出来了――大家都想要看春晚，小孩子却一个劲的打岔，就是不让别人好好看。问他为什么，只说是春晚不好看，他太无聊。父母顿时汗颜，赶紧把藏起来的烟花递了过去。小孩子嘴巴一闭，一翘，拿着满袋的烟花蹦蹦跳跳地跑了出去。大家哄堂大笑，纷纷说：“这个小孩真聪明，懂得声东击西呀！”
我们一起看着春晚，不知不觉中，已经快12点了。我们商议好，12点一起合个照，庆祝新的一年的到来。12点到了，十几个人一起排好队，摆好pose，一个人在后面放起了烟花，随后在12点的那一秒，那一刻，我们齐声高喊“新年到！”背后是满天炫目的烟花。从正面看上去，真是壮观！
第二天是大年初一。按照我们老家传统的习俗，今天大家在出门前会摆上各种水果、零食、饮料在自家的大桌上，招待来拜年的人们，然后小一辈便走家串巷，一路上见着一家就去拜年，而别人也会客客气气地回敬拜年的人一句“新年好”。这样盛大的场面会持续一整天，直到傍晚；第二天又会继续重演，只不过没有第一天那么热闹。
那么国人为什么会如此执着于春节回家，形成了闻名世界的“春运”呢？我想，就是因为所谓的――年味。
那么这所谓的年味，又是什么呢？
我想，这应该是中国人思乡与思亲情绪的共同作用。思乡，让他们想要回到家乡；思亲，让他们想要与亲人团聚。这两样加在一起，就是与亲朋好友一起相聚在家乡，去往崭新的一年。而我认为其中最重要的还是思亲――亲情。这才是他们真正的动力，让他们一路冲破阻碍，回到家乡，风雨无阻的动力。
年的味道是什么？我想，年味就在我们身边，一定是藏起来了，不叫人发觉。
年味藏在大扫除中，在纷纷扬扬地下着小雪的腊月二十四，我们家迎来了大扫除。首先，擦窗户是必不可少的啦！你看那窗子上一层因雨而成的灰印，随着我们挥动着擦玻璃器一点点被擦掉，露出原本光滑无瑕的镜面，我和妈妈一边擦一边说笑，欢乐的气氛洋溢着屋子。然后就是打扫厨房了，厨房天天被油烟缭绕着，虽然不算得上很脏，但油垢污渍也是随处可见，我和妈妈马上进入了工作状态。随着时光的流逝，房子里的一切都焕然一新，家具擦得崭新得像刚搬进来一样，地板也拖得干干净净，没有一丝灰尘，可以隐隐看见自己的倒影。家里有了年的味道。
年味藏在装饰中，在白雪皑皑的腊月二十八，我家一起去超市采购新年装饰。我们来到新年装饰品区，一排排货物架上那一堆堆金光灿灿的饰品，直晃得人眼光缭乱。经我们的几番研究讨论后，我们终于选到了几样不错的装饰：一幅“一帆风顺”的水墨对联，素净雅致，上面也不失一些喜庆的花纹；两张剪纸似的“福”字，一张上面印着竹影，清高，淡雅，一张上面有鱼，喻示着年年有“余”；还有一个大大的中国结“福”字，金色的纹路绕着“福”字；另有一束鲜花。回了家，我们分工合作，爸爸贴对联和挂中国结，妈妈贴剪纸“福”，我负责插花。不一会儿，家里就变得喜气洋洋，恰到好处的喜庆大红，美丽的鲜花让人心情愉悦。家里的年味，更浓了。
年味藏在团圆饭中，在冰雪未融除夕夜，我们一边吃团圆饭，一边看着春晚。团圆饭上，一满桌的食物，琳琅满目，令我目不暇接。我迫不及待地品尝这些美味。唔，这烤鸭不错，不光卖相好，而且沾上了酱汁，更加美味多汁呀！这蒸鱼好吃！白嫩的鱼肉沾上汤汁，真是鲜嫩可口！还有这个！那个！我不知不觉就“扫荡”了桌上的美味，与长辈们有说有笑着。电视里的春晚也是让我看得津津有味，美丽多姿的舞蹈，喜气洋洋的歌曲，笑料百出的小品这一切都让我感到了年味的温暖。家里的年味，浓稠得像蜂蜜一般。
年味，好似一坛上好的老酒，一年复一年，年越长，味越浓。
一过了腊八，家家户户都糯米，包豆包，做年糕。乡村里的人们便会杀牲畜，做豆腐，让人们闻到了真正的年味。
过完了小年。人们便会争先恐后地去买过年需用的物品，也会去集市上去购买烟花爆竹，并挑选对联，真可谓是爆竹声中一岁除，春风送暖入屠苏。千门万户曈曈日，总把新桃换旧符。人们当然还会买菜，挑选新衣新裤。更为重要的是这一样东西，这种东西在过年之中是必不可少的，在别人家里去做客，自己的家人会给予你压岁钱，用现代话来讲，就是红包，他们都希望你学业有成，取得自己理想的成绩。年味愈加浓重。
大年三十，人们便会起床贴春联，在贴完春联之后，可能还会在心里默念一会儿，恨不得马上就能实现这对联上的每一句话，每一个词语。人们还会张灯结彩，挂上的灯笼简直像个大南瓜似的。而在这个时候，大大小小的孩儿们蹦蹦跳跳地跑了出来，穿着新买的大棉袄出来打打闹闹，好不热闹。接着，孩子们与大人们便会拿出烟花爆竹点燃它们，那爆竹快活地发出啪啪啪的响叫声夹杂着大人们与孩子们的说说笑笑声之中，真的是太开心了，太热闹了。
街道旁的两排松树，是依然挺拔。它们无论在一年四季中怎样拨弄它们，怎样去伤害它们，它们像一个顽强的战士一样，永不放弃，继续坚持与敌人抗争，这不妨作为人们的好榜样。人们为了关照它们，也会给它们披上各种各样的衣裳，再在它们的头上，手上，挂上红彤彤的灯笼。
把一切都做完之后，人们会带领他们的家人以及亲戚朋友坐在沙发上，播看春节联欢晚会，人们说的说，笑的笑，拍手的拍手。
春节联欢晚会每年都会更新一遍，不过形式还是一样。
随着经济的发展与进步，还有交通的便捷。离家再远的人们，工作再忙的人们，也得回家与亲戚朋友会一个面，也会利用假期时间出远门去全国各地。
虽然年味在不断的变化着，但永远改变不了的是亲情，在外地工作的人们，无论你们的工作再怎么忙，但在过年之时，亲情，才是最重要的呀。
烟花依旧那么绚丽，鞭炮依旧那么响亮。随着一声声鞭炮声，我们送走了20xx，20xx也就接踵而至。
“二十五，担萝卜，二十六，杀年猪；二十七，杀阎鸡；二十八，打糍粑；二十九，样样有，三十，过大年。”每当小朋友们充满期待的唱起这首童谣时，新年的脚步也就越来越近了，大人们一如既往的忙碌了起来，忙着快马加鞭地采购各种菜肴。过年全家在一起吃顿团圆饭是必不可少的。年三十大家都开始忙着准备年夜饭了。厨房里炊烟袅袅，锅盖也迫不及待的在跳着欢快的舞蹈，看姑姑手起刀落，萝卜变成一块块，手一扬，萝卜落入平底锅的怀抱，顷刻变成了香气四溢的炖萝卜。鸡鸭鱼肉也像萝卜一样变成了一道道美食。菜肴上撒点葱花，放点油，鲜香四溢。一会儿的饭桌上，锅碗瓢盆中满是鸡鸭鱼肉，琳琅满目，而炖萝卜在一桌肉菜中分外醒目。窗外，随着一声突如其来的响声，一团彩球在黑暗中快速上升着，留下一道烟痕，随后在空中绽放开来，天空瞬间变得五光十色，绚丽无比，好像变成了一个大花园。除夕的夜晚，变得如同白昼。但在短短的一瞬间，花儿就枯萎了，但它留下的，是永恒的美丽。
除夕这一天，街上却出现了少有的宁静。商铺大多数都紧闭店门，余下一两家开门的店子也是在匆匆忙忙地清着东西，即将打烊，准备回家过年去。但所有的店门不约而同无一例外的贴上了春联。街上没有了往日的喧哗，只有那些小孩手中拿着烟花在追逐着，洋溢着幸福的笑容。每家每户的窗上都贴满了大大的福字，门上贴好了春联，处处是年的味道。
有人说：“炊烟袅袅，家的味道。分外妖娆，冬的味道。天荒地老，爱的味道。喜上眉梢，笑的味道。两肋插刀，情的味道。美酒佳肴，年的味道。”年，是那么美好。古人也云：“爆竹声中一岁除，春风送暖入屠苏。千门万户曈曈日，总把新桃换旧符。”过年，在人们心中，总是那么重要。
外面，烟花灿烂，闻着鞭炮味儿，我突然觉得，空气中是满满的年味儿。除夕，是最忙碌的假期，也是最快乐的假期。年年岁岁花相似，岁岁年年人不同，每一年，除夕都是如此的快乐。
爆竹，新衣，团圆饭，勾勒一派和谐。一件件新衣奔离衣橱，一幅幅对联贴上墙壁，一声声爆竹响彻天地，一句句祝福口耳相传――过年啦！小时候，小孩子们无一不憧憬着过年。在我的认知里，过年就是家人团聚，穿新衣，给老人拜年收红包的日子，是大人们清闲娱乐的日子，更是各家各户走亲访友，传递喜悦的日子。在我七八岁的时候，过年还是热热闹闹的。家里人多，每次吃年夜饭都要用两张小桌子拼在一起才行。每个人都各司其职，为年夜饭做准备。母亲在厨房忙碌着，父亲也在帮忙。菜香飘满整个院子，正在嬉戏打闹的五六个小孩赶忙停下脚步，一个个似做贼似的蹑手蹑脚地走到厨房门口。蹲着围成一个圈，商量对策如何“偷”出厨房里飘香的辣椒炒肉。最终，派我去完成这个艰巨的任务。我一步三回头地走到厨房里赶忙躲到案板底下，见母亲不注意，火速端起盘子就逃离犯罪现场。伙伴们见我凯旋而归就都来围着我。就这样，战果就被我们你一口我一口地分赃完毕。我们还意犹未尽地舔手指，你看看我，我看看你，继而只听一阵阵笑声传遍村子的各个角落，门外的鞭炮声也在噼里啪啦地为我们庆贺……现如今，我已经十五岁了，不知为何，我总觉得过年越来越没意思了。如今过年，总会出现这样一副画面：几个小孩三五成群拿着手机，结伴联盟打游戏，只见他们紧盯手机屏幕，手指快速点击，手机里穿出一阵阵打杀的嘶吼声，大人们端来一盘盘饭菜也置之不理。过了一会儿，新一轮娱乐项目来袭――抢红包。不管大人还是小孩，目不斜视，眼睛长时间不眨一下，死定屏幕，一看见红包，手指快速猛戳屏幕，发出“NNN”的声音。就连在饭桌上也是吃一口看三看。老人们满眼的落寞，无尽的无奈……一部部手机手中拿，一个个红包指尖抢，一阵阵打杀声传入耳内，一脸脸无奈尽挂脸上――这是如今的过年。手机，红包，朋友圈，勾画无尽落寞。从何时起，年味开始被忽略？从何时起，人们开始酷爱手机？从何时起，开始流行指尖拜年？
“炮竹声中一岁除，春风送暧入屠苏”，这是王安石的《元日》，他把过年时特有的年味儿藏在诗中，藏在了那声声炮竹声之中，描绘民家家户户开心迎春节的热闹场景。
年是从除夕那天开始的，家里人喜欢把油墨油墨的腊肉、香肠挂在阳台上，爸爸、妈妈和我拿着扫把提着桶，时不时擦擦汗，齐心协力把家打扫干净，奶奶则在餐桌上把肉馅放在手心中的饺皮上，拨弄几下，几个白白胖胖的饺子应卧在桌子上了，我时不时也会去帮助奶奶，可我包的饺子总是其貌不扬，奶奶总边笑边摸着我的头，告诉我慢慢来。傍晚，舅舅舅妈也会从远方回来，坐在一起，一家人一起聊聊天，谈着一年的成果，相互敬酒，相互祝福，温暖快乐的在一起吃团年饭。
随着时代的变化，看看春晚已成为一种过春节独特的`方式，大家坐在沙发上，电视中放着春节联欢晚会，大人喜欢围在桌子旁打牌，说笑声有时比电视机还高，小朋友们也喜欢聚在一起，在客厅里拿着枕套打来打去，时不时注意电视中一些有趣的节目上，玩累了，会坐在一起玩玩手机电脑，时不时一起哈哈大笑。随着科技的发展，实体的红包不见了，变成了电子的，贴在的墙上的福变成了手机中的喜，大家一起在微信里抢收红包，相互比较着自己的手气，一个个喜笑眉开，为朋友们发出一个个有温度的祝福。晚上十二点，除夕就要结束，新的一年就要开始，春节联欢晚会的屏幕上也开始了倒计时，“十、九、八……二、一。”忽然间束束烟花飞上了天空，绽放出五颜六色的花朵，发出一声又一声欢庆的狂欢，此时不像是夜晚，而是白天，望着五颜六色的窗外，我们小朋们也兴奋不已民，拉着父母的手，也吵着要放花炮，我们把炮放在地上，小心翼翼的点燃引线，看着烟火飞向天空，它承载着新一年的祝福，也是新一年的愿望。
年味就藏在家人们团圆吃饭、聊天之中，有人说年味被电子红包、网络冲淡了，可我并没觉得，在拼红包之中，在网络之中，我们感到了快乐、感到了亲情，年味也藏在其中。除夕夜抢收红包，淘宝，带父母看电影，年初一带父母出境游玩，这其中的年味并没有变，改变的只是形式，不变的是中国人追求团圆幸福的美好愿望，只是在这样一个新时代，运用了不同的仪式表达罢了。
虽然年味在不断变化，但永远不变的是亲情与对幸福的向往。
家乡的大年是有味的，一种传承于冥冥的心灵深处、承载着厚重文化底韵的“味道”。
“爆竹声中一岁除，春风送暖入屠苏;千门万户瞳瞳日，总把新桃换旧符。”一年的劳顿在年味中释放、生命的反思在年味中梳理，来年的希望在年味中憧憬。
走进腊月，故乡那浓浓的年味便随着数九的寒风，缓缓飘荡开来、渐渐浓烈起来。村村寨寨、家家户户、男女老少便不约而同地开始渲染、烘托那细致、严谨、充满期冀的年味。“小雪卧羊，大雪宰猪”。杀羊宰猪是乡下最诱人的年味。特别是杀年猪，宰杀完毕之后，主人家会按照习俗做一大锅由槽头肉(猪脖子)、酸菜、豆腐、粉条、土豆等煨炖而成的大烩菜，主食一股是西北地区特有的黄米糕，全家老少和请来的亲朋好友一起吃着热气腾腾的原生态饭菜，那份热闹、惬意、浓香着实让人难以忘怀。
从腊月初八开始，乡下过年的程式便全面启动。腊八这天，人们天不亮就起床，开始做腊八粥，故乡人用黄米、红豆、花生、红枣等熬制腊八粥，吃的时候，在粥的上面浇一层用甜菜、胡萝卜熬制的糖稀，甜甜的腊八粥，象征着大年开始，预示着来年的五谷丰登，期盼着生活的甜甜美美。
过了腊八，家家户户便开始有条不紊地置年货，忙吃喝、孕年味。乡邻之间都要互相帮忙，磨白面，捣糕面，压粉条，做豆腐，生豆芽，切酸菜，剁饺馅，栽葱蒜，蒸馒头，炸油饼，炸油糕、摊花饼，杀公鸡，煮猪头，写对联，剪窗花，写大字，打烧酒，买鞭炮、买香纸，买蜡烛，做灯笼，缝新衣，买糖果，炒瓜籽……可谓家家飘香，户户欢腾。“二十三，洗灯盏”。腊月二十三恭送“上天言好事，回宫降吉祥”的灶王爷升天之后，洒扫庭除便全面展开，扫房梁，粉墙壁，糊窗户，挂年画，帖窗花，拆被褥、洗衣服，一番妆点，老土屋便满堂生辉。“有钱没钱，剃头过年，”大年临近之时，邻里男女之间都要互相剃头、净面，干干净净、轻轻爽爽迎新年。
“爸，还有多久才到奶奶家啊”坐在车上的我早已沸腾，真想快些到老家，吃奶奶做的好吃的。
对于吃货来讲，除夕的晚上是最快乐不过的了，一进门便闻到了饭菜的香味，饭桌上有着又香又浓稠的鸡汤，又鲜又肥嫩的鱼肉，最喜欢不过的就是奶奶包的饺子，一口一个，虽然看起来小小的一个，但里面还是很饱满的，俗话说：麻雀虽小五脏俱全，真是让人大饱口福啊。
吃过年夜饭后，和大家一起来到客厅等待着一年一度的春节联欢晚会，每年的节目都特别的引人注目。那些幽默的相声，小品让人笑的直不起腰来，虽说是小品，但都蕴含的不一样的含义呢。让我感到特别有意思的是，没次有表演杂技的节目时，大伙都没有一点声音，都聚精会神的看着屏幕，表演一完都开始感慨不容易。还有那些歌唱节目，很有过年的气氛的，让人情不自禁的跟着一起唱。觉得有些饿的话，茶几上摆着大大小小的零食，这些零食是为了新年过后，前来拜年的人们准备的，听奶奶说每天会来很多人呢。
可能因为看晚会看的特别认真，时间过的很快，这不，马上要敲响新年的钟声了，家里的几个孩子都起身去拿各式各样的鞭炮，我选最小的那种，可以在手上把弄发出来的火花又很闪耀的那种。“哈哈哈，看我的鞭炮，好大一个，比你那个好看多了。”“我的比你的好看好吧”在等着放鞭炮的同时，听见了几个小朋友再为鞭炮争吵觉得有趣，果然小孩子就是小孩子。“要点火了，站开点。”……“嗖嗖，啾啾啾，嘭啪砰啪”随着鞭炮声连串的响起，五颜六色的火花在空中跳跃，呈现出不一样的图案，好看极了，当然我也不忘挥一挥手上的小烟花。四面八方传来的鞭炮声也寓意着新的一年的到来，望着夜空的大家眼睛里都闪耀着不一样的光芒。玩个尽兴之后，就回到客厅继续收看晚会，热闹非凡。一个有趣的夜晚就这样度过了。
第二天，还有往后的初一初二初三。都要出门去走亲戚，每个亲戚看到我都会惊讶到我已经长这么大了，真是让人感到有些不好意思啊。可能也是我太久没有回奶奶家过年了吧，爸爸妈妈叫我喊的一些亲戚都不怎么记得了呢。
回老家过年真是别有风趣啊，让我感觉到了每个地方都蕴含着不一样的年味，蕴含着不一样的民族风俗呢。
多种年味初三作文
年的味道有很多种，它不同于我们所谓的”酸甜苦辣咸”，也许正因为如此，“年”的味道才会珍贵。
听说，在很久以前，有一个年兽的传说：传闻在古时候过年，人们很少使用红色，但有一天，村子里来了一直怪兽，家家户户都在家里不敢出门。有一个小孩子贪玩，去外面放鞭炮。年兽听到鞭炮声就狼狈的跑走了从今以后人们每逢过年就开始了“红”的习俗。
红色有“喜庆，祥和”的意义，而过年正是红色的.代表，大多数人在过年的时候“穿新衣，带新帽，穿新鞋”。有一片喜庆祥和的氛围。
说起过年，人们会自然而然的联想到美食——这两个字多么有亲和力啊！在吃年夜饭的时候，有多少人会忍不住的淌口水呢！
“红烧鱼，圆子粑粑，鸡腿，腊肉，口水鸭……等等，当然了还少不了我最爱喝的甜酒，每年我都会跟大人们喝几杯，直到开始放烟花。这是每年都有的习俗但今年却有点不一样呢！（也许是之前太过憧憬过年了吧，所以真正到了过年的时候就会有些患得患失的感觉）。在前几年我们这个大家庭缺少了四个人但今年他们都回来过年了，也许正是因为如此我才会感觉有点不一样呢。
其实除了美食，还有一个让人开心的事——发红包。在我还小的时候，我不明白为什么钱要包在一个包里，但随着年龄的增长，我渐渐明白了红包里包住的不仅仅是钱这种东西更是长辈们给你的心意，对你的关怀。我们家发红包的顺序是由小到大的，而我是我家最大的，每次发红包她们都争先恐后的排队，而我坐在沙发上看着这场闹剧，有时候弟弟妹妹的红包都发完了而我还没有这个时候我会想他们是不是把我遗忘了。但是有些人一点也不想要红包，唉！大概是因为每次都要“上缴”吧，与其是先开心后伤心还不如当做什么事情都没发生过呢。
过年还有个特别的习俗——守岁。对于我们这种大孩子来说，守岁是件特别好玩的事情，因为守岁其实对于我们来说就是玩手机，还可以彻夜不眠，一听就很爽。可大人们偏偏不让我们如愿，这时候我们就会说一句话“如意如意，按我心意，快快显灵”之后笑声不断……
年的味道不仅是甜美的，幸福的还是为大家所喜爱的！
清晨，东方泛起鱼肚白，一道霞光披着云层，透过稀疏的树叶，照在大地上，所形成的图案犹如嵌在地上展翅欲飞的金蝴蝶。这时，随着新春的第一声炮响，春节，来了！
按照乡下习俗，这一天是要早起的，一觉醒来，饭桌上早已摆满可口的饭菜，一缕缕乳白色的热气在厨房里氤氲，宛如仙境一般。炉子里的火烧的正旺，象征着来年红红火火。
上午人们纷纷走出家门，前往亲戚家拜年，每有一个人来访，都有放一次鞭炮。而迎接客人们的是主人和蔼的笑脸，热腾腾的火炉及美味的零食。人们都坐在一块儿，叙叙旧，讨论这去年的收获和对来年的展望。这时候桌子上往往少不了牌，大人们聚在一起总是少不了牌，但他们不管输赢，只觉得开心，热闹便行。这，就是大人间的年味。
下午，孩子们聚集在一起，准备疯玩一下午。最常玩的游戏是捉迷藏，几个调皮的小孩总是藏在深山中，让人怎么也找不着。而且，若不是玩到汗流浃背或晚餐时间，这些还在绝不归家。这，就是小孩子间的年味。
晚上，在外野了一天的孩子拖着沉重的步伐回家，慈祥的爷爷奶奶将早已准备好的压岁钱递给孩子，抚摸着他们那饱经沧桑的充满沟壑的手掌，能感受到一股涌在心头的暖流……夜深父母坐在火炉旁给孩子叮嘱一些事。这，就是大人与小孩间的年味，令人最为深刻。
春节，一个热闹的节日，一个红红火火的节日，一个令所有人喜庆的节日，一个关于家的节日，一个让所有人魂牵梦绕的节日，让人难以忘怀。关于它的一切甜蜜回忆，都如蜜一般，浓浓的糊在我心头……
过年了！我想每个人都体会到了浓浓的年味：年味是挂灯笼，处处张灯结彩；年味是逛商场，换上新装过大年；年味还是看春晚，拜年发红包……年味浓浓，年味是老旧的，年味是焕然一新的；年味在行走中消逝，年味在传统中衍生……
团圆饭
大年三十日，也是腊月最后一天，按照习俗，一家人要聚在一起吃团圆饭，我们家庭也不例外。下午四时一大家子人就聚在一块了，一个大圆桌，十六个菜品，大家在一起边吃边聊，从桌上的饭菜到时政新闻，家长里短，有一肚子话要说。吃饱喝足后，上了年纪的老人则端着酒杯，谈笑着过往岁月。人们心中满是幸福的味道！
拜年
拜年也是过年中的一个重要习俗。人们拿着红包，互相赠送---不过这只是大人的做法；小孩子可不同，每人手提一个红袋子，挨家挨户的去向长辈们拜年，一群小孩聚到一团，向爷爷奶奶们说：“恭喜发财”，和蔼的主人便会往你的红袋子里放上一把糖果或是压岁红包——这也是互相赠送，孩子们送“恭喜发财”，长辈们送糖果红包。拜完了一圈，小孩们特别高兴，口中含着糖果，袋子里装着红包，甜蜜蜜的。
看春晚
自一九八三年开始，中央电视台就开始举办一年一届的春节联欢晚会。春晚的表演非常精彩：有优雅的舞蹈，有清亮的歌声，有震撼人心的小品，有风趣搞笑的相声；武术、魔术、戏曲更是不可少。在节目中回顾过去，在节目中展望未来！
吃团圆饭，饭菜中飘着幸福的年味；去拜年，红包中藏着祝福的年味；看春晚，节目中蕴含着喜庆的年味。新的一年祝大家身体健康、万事如意，祝我们的国家国泰民安，繁荣富强！
年至，味浓。
年，在一场大雪纷飞后悄然而至，像一位无声的侠盗，将积累一整年的忧虑装入袋中，又从袋中捧出一簇闪耀的希望。希望中偶尔也夹杂着几丝失望，可它们都散发着芳香，那便是年的味道。
年，在取下被岁月熏香的腊肉后悠然而至，又像一坛被封存在老窖里的酒，时间是酒曲，让它在合适的时候慢慢发酵，愈久，愈香，在被开封的一刹那，馥郁，氤氲。酒香不怕巷子深，年亦如此，凝聚着三百六十四个日夜，在除夕夜的最后一次陈酿后，肆意芬芳。
年，又在门旁的桃符反射第一抹光辉后赫然而至。家家户户的春联已经贴好，亲手书写的还墨香依旧。再给土灶中填一把柴火，熊熊旺火也预示着新年的红红火火；再看锅中的饺子，水中翻腾，咕嘟咕嘟地冒着泡，象征着新年的热热闹闹。穿上新衣的孩子们，冲上街头，一手拿着鲜红的一串糖葫芦，另一手提着洁白的一袋糖瓜。年在孩子们眼中，就是像身上的衣服和手中的零食一样，是新的、甜的。
年，却在我人生第一场“战役”前毅然而至。寒假，也在中考的渲染下多了一丝紧张的氛围。年，是总结，是回顾，是一次对年前积累的最终检验，而中考不正是如此？鞭炮缤纷绽放，脑海里回荡的却是一个个化学方程式；烟花在空中划出一道弧光，心中默背的却是一条条抛物线定理。家家户户在欢娱、庆贺，可对于即将中考的我，年骤然变得索然无味……
独坐在书桌旁，面对着“书厦”千万间，再看窗外，已是张灯结彩，热闹非凡。可此时的我只得转回身去，因为有梦，因为，要追梦……
日历一页页翻过……
年将至，味愈浓。
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