Written in new year before new year after all is new year, everything seems changed a new-look. Everyone seems to have a hint of expectation in his heart. After the new year, I am a newcomer. The regrets and lost left last year must start again and start from scratch in the new year. Although the sky is still the sky of yesterday, the tree is still the tree of last year, the furniture is still the past, and of course the family is also the original. But there is always a feeling of changing the old appearance around. There were also some lingering sadness, or the fleeting years and nowhere to pursue, or the alternation of expectation and disappointment in the old years, which were all washed away by this colorful and jubilant atmosphere. Therefore, I was gradually infected and happy. After all, no matter how happy or unhappy we are, we will quietly make a wish in the new year, plant seeds of hope for the coming year, and pray that those who love us and those we love will always be happy.

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Sitting quietly in front of the window alone, watching the soft wind outside gently blowing the willow branches, sitting for a long time, I can’t remember when the sky was a little cloudy at that time, my childhood friends and I used to climb to the top of the mountain in this season and keep running. We let the cool autumn wind slide by our ears. At that time, we didn’t worry and liked running all over the mountains, I always like to lie on the green grass, look at the blue sky, imagine the belonging of the clouds, and never think about our own future. At that time, we were too young to see the troubles of the world, and always like to drive cattle and shout a few voices, listening to the response from the valley, we laughed, and he also laughed. He always thought there was a monster living there. He liked to imitate people’s voices! A few drops of rain drops fell down. At that time, we always liked to run in the rain. We were afraid that we would be scolded by adults when we came home. Still so, we liked to jump into the stream to fish and catch shrimps, and fish with grasshopper, A kind of small fish. Every time we put the grasshopper in the clear stream, we can see the fish swallow the grasshopper and then lift it up quickly. At that time, there was even no fish hook, it’s just that mom’s sewing needle is bent! When I was a child, I also did some beaten things. At that time, there were no snacks. Some friends raised cattle on the hillside. Sometimes they went to other people’s peanut fields to eat peanuts secretly, and dared not to pull up the whole plant directly, that would be discovered by people, but if you pay too much, the seedlings of peanuts will also wither. As a result, they will still be discovered. Finally, they will be beaten by a sudden blow, because peanut was a relatively expensive thing at that time and a relatively important income for a family. Later, we learned to simmer the sweet potato, because the sweet potato has no economic value, and the general adults will not care about it. We will pick up some firewood and put the sweet potato in the center of the fire, Before long, the fragrant roasted sweet potatoes would be ready. Several friends would rush to eat those sweet potatoes. As a result, everyone’s hands and faces would be covered with a lot of smoke, one by one full of cat flowers, find a well, wash your face, drink some water, and then go home happily. At that time, we lived a good life in the era of material shortage, and we were very happy. We often wore smiles on our faces and could not see sorrow. Today, our life is better than that at that time, but most of the time we can’t see the smile on our face, and we are always bored and impatient. It’s not because we live a bad life, but because we ask too much and pursue too much, we can’t satisfy our growing desires, so I always struggle in pain! If we lose happiness, we will lose our lives in the end!

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