My hometown cliff city is in the northern edge of the longnan mountains. The custom of the twelfth month is very different from that of other places. Laba long, winter flowers, withered trees, white, fire trees silver flowers, sweet and fragrant. "The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, there are two days of Spring Festival." This is prevalent in the hometown of a nursery rhyme, mean to the lunar calendar, the day how time flies, in the eyes when too quickly to New Year's day, another layer of meaning is a busy age people, prepare necessities and the year came. My hometown came on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. The hometown entered the month of the month, and saw the dawn of the year. The home of the month of the month, like a stream, leaping happy and harmonious spray service apartment hong kong, the good life is the envy and the attachment. School dolls are out of school; People go out to work day and night hardships, only to go home, carrying bags to come back, have a daughter-in-law woman, wearing a red hang a green suit young man, everyone's heart is like an arrow into the house, the house is a target heart, everybody shoot the bull 's-eye. The year is like an old man, hugging the children who go home. Enjoy the warmth of the reunion, the flavor and sweetness of the year, the pulse of the time of touch, taste buds of the old garden, and I am not aware that you and I have integrated into the family tree. The people in the market are like the pools in the early spring, and the mood is like the boiling water is about to boil. There are many goods in the market, and they are all purple and red. They are colorful and colorful. They are like songs and they are full of laughter. Could hear the shrill of the pig at random from the alley, reverberated in the sky in my hometown, floating a few snowflakes, that is the prelude to hometown years, several young man pressed on a big pig, gird, butcher knife in white red knife, put years on beaming, a big barrel filled with boiling water, hot blood, washing, pigs in the pail fell over, such as hair out about the same, on the barrel border pulled out of the rest of the hair with the hand, pull up hair, was hung glistening pigs, and the children cried cried around the white pig loops. After the pig had finished killing, the delicious breath of the United States to eat a meal, to solve the doll's food cravings, the old man in the zhuang was invited to eat the meat, the neighbor without the pig to give a bowl to taste. To the New Year, aroma, joys and laughter hometown people standing in the year of understanding life master of nursing hong kong, enjoy life, the in the mind is like a thousands of flowers in full bloom, walked into the thousands, sunlight, one hundred thousand acres of rape field in the eardrum seemed echoed with thousands of notes across the blue sky, one hundred thousand magpie standing on hundreds of willow in singing, hundreds of flowers snow began to give farmers brought the Gospel, thousand trees bloom yinhua, critics, lookout mountain eyeful yushu qionghua silver crystal LingYing world, to walk in moonlight swim cool and refreshing, like a woman's heart, look the same in the gentleness of tears fall asleep. The most interesting is blow pig NiaoPao, a group of doll surrounded a blow NiaoPao adults, watching adults as a drum a rise, blow for a while, and knead to stamp on the ground, again until the big and round. In the end, a group of children swarmed to the wheat field to get the baby. On the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, the moon of the hometown came out late, and three or four after midnight, it was only shanshan. This day, every family ate dinner early, to clean the yard, the place such as kitchen countertops, evening with every firecrackers exploding, firecrackers fairy is sending out the sky, I, flowers in full bloom, in the backdrop of the night, colorful. Candle lit on the kitchen hearth, cigarette curled up, cakes, candy is sweet tea wine and aromatic, attacking three and nine worship, and pray the god to heaven bon voyage, that speaks well of us more than before to the jade emperor came back take food. The speaker was grave and pious. On the 24th, there was a family who sent the kitchen god to heaven. Although the number of homes was small, the atmosphere was still thick. Twenty-three, twenty-four, have already heard the footsteps of the hometown year. The market is full of all kinds of goods. From the 25th day, the old people began to brew the yellow wine. First process: the wheat nest stir to mix well with a small amount of water on the heap, using stone hammer impact continuously, until gluten falls off, then use dustpan to wheat gluten, whisk off, put in the pot boiled, wait until 30 degrees Celsius temperature powder could mix well, cover their heads in a clay pot, on the kang fermentation three hour wine tasting course hong kong, issued a flavour, open will find wheat into a block, with white hair, mix with chopsticks to eat, sweet and delicious. The native called the making process "cooking wine". There is a large pot of cooking, or a few POTS. The hometown people also like to cook in the sand can drink, sweet and mellow, to be tired of fishy, to quench the throat, is the best drink of the local people in the first month. This is the custom of the family to brew from generation to generation. During the winter festival, the family came to jia ke, a bowl of turbid wine to drink, sweet and warm heart, treats the guests, the entrance mellow and long, lingering aftertaste. The drink here is not only the wine but the hearts and hearts of the people. Mellow, sweet and carefree, sweet and unconcerned, dissolve the mood, digest life. To drink wine is life. There is no moon in the bowl, and there is a great deal in wine. During the Spring Festival, people also honor the ancestors and warm the spirits of the ancients. The family of the new family in the family, the first three days in the grave burned the paper, threw the yellow wine around the cemetery, exorcize the evil spirits, comfort the dead under jiuquan. Yellow wine is a sacred object. After entering the last month, some families also invited Mr. Yin and Yang to plan a year of luck, and a bowl of yellow wine to solve the problem. Native people hug his motto and dream lingering, home wine like distant river, the poetry, love in the heart sprout, green river soft willows bent, hometown of spring is on one side of the river. On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, every household steamed white bread and steamed bread, and cooked all kinds of meat and vegetables for the New Year. Wash clothes, quilt cover, clean the New Year. Clean indoor and outdoor health, clean the roof hanging gray dust, clean up the wall Ge in cobwebs, clean the corner their garbage. Thirty (or 29) morning after the morning, red Spring Festival couplets on the lintel, big red lanterns hang high. The dinner was about three or four o 'clock earlier. Night after the meal, dead man's family nearly three years, is about to go outside to pick up a piece of paper, mean to family home to enjoy family, until the afternoon on the 3rd send sweet candle, paper ghost money, to burn the grave, wine, tea offering to festivals. Son dressed in a plain filial piety unlined upper garment, relatives and neighbors came to help, carrying a crystal lamp, a place on the way to the burial site choice, with grey rowed a gap circle, burning incense wax paper ghost money, tea wine to drink offering, proffering flaming son, crying while call has been retreating to the home. Someone burned the paper all the way. Back at home, it is also burning money paper, offering to drink tea wine and kowtow. Give each living person a bag of the dead paper. Three cigarettes were rolling in. On New Year's eve, the first thing is to come back to the kitchen god. The ceremony was similar to the delivery. After the fire, the firecracker went off, and the fireworks continued for a long time. The people waited till midnight, and another burst of firecrackers, which was to take the wax of the people of the dongyue temple in jiuquan mountain to get a new one. By this time, the hometown had entered a happy month. The life resilience of the first month began to remind people of the brightest season in their hometown. The month of the month of December, beckon to the people of the hometown, beckon you. The home is like Buddha, lying in the atmosphere of the year, peaceful and peaceful and happy.
