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The calendar on the wall tells me that today is the last day of 2009. Today is a good day to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new. I should be happy, they said. I looked at myself in the mirror carefully and stroked my face. Tears slowly flowed out. Suddenly, I began to cry to myself in the mirror. I could cry without scruple and cry bitterly. I was the only one in the deserted house. On this happy and joyous day, no one knew that there was another one I hid in the room and cried. I hate those noisy firecrackers, even fear. I covered my ears. I longed for quietness, but I was afraid of quietness. So I listened to music and the noisy sound of musical instruments all day long, which made me not so lonely. After reading the book for a while, I felt it dull. Looking out of the window, I also want to go out for a walk. When I was about to go out, I found that the Spring Festival couplets had been posted on my door. The old spring couplets have not been torn clean, and the dark red paper marks seem to be visible. There was someone setting off firecrackers downstairs, and finally when the Roar stopped, piles of red paper remained on the ground, fragmentary. At first glance, it looks like fallen flowers. It was very cold in the street, and the coldness bit by bit eroded the body, and the hands were slightly purple. I used to sell a pair of gloves early every winter to keep my hands warm. But this year, my hands have been exposed in the cold wind, but I don’t cherish them any more. The pedestrians on the street are all three to five, walking together, and there are few people like me alone. Walking silently, without purpose and direction, I also want to let myself integrate into the atmosphere of Spring Festival. I remember that when I was a child, a few weeks before the Spring Festival, I began to get excited and counted the days. My parents will also buy some new clothes, shoes, toys and delicious snacks for my brother and me. On the New Year’s Day, my mother arranged a sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner in the kitchen, and my father put up his own spring couplets with a basin of paste. My brother and I were busy cleaning the room, the yard, and playing with the neighbor’s children. In the evening, the family had New Year’s Eve dinner around the small table and chatted with joy. However, today’s Spring Festival can no longer find the original feeling. It has degraded into a simple and gorgeous ceremony, reminding people that one year has passed. Facing relatives, I don’t want to talk. Eat quietly and sit quietly. Hearing the familiar greetings and care, my nose became sour, but I tried to hold back the tears. Keeping a person’s new year, so cold and cold. I’m really tired. I’m just carrying a heavy load. This is a lonely road, only I walk alone. In the TV, the New Year bell rang, and it was time to make a wish. I pray in the most devout way. May we all be happy. May your relatives be healthy and happy. May your friendship last forever. May God give me the persistence and talent of creation. May you treat everyone sincerely with a kind heart. May you be new always smile for a year, to warm others and myself if God can only realize one wish for me, I only wish that I wish that one can last for a long time, one can last for a long time, one can live for a long time, one can live for a long time. After writing these words, I looked up and saw the light blue and distant sky unique to deep winter, the quiet snow and pigeons on the roof, and the light sunlight. I want to go to a place where I can reach out to touch the blue sky which makes people palpitate, and overlook the towering mountain peaks, which are like Jade flashing snow throughout the year. At that time, I will look at everything in the world with the softest and gentle eyes. Postscript: Now, I stand at the end of 2011 and look through the words I wrote on the last day of 2009. It turns out that I have always been full of attachment and reluctance to things that are about to disappear. I don’t know where to hear a song, the melody has been forgotten, but the lyrics still clearly remember: Flowers and shadows enter the water, people fall into dreams, and wind and rain float. Deep in the sea of stars, there is no cold, and you sleep alone. Unbearable back to first look young, human hard to predict. People all over the world, joys and sorrows are dreams. Lonely Road, bosom friends are hard to meet. Helpless When, may wish to wind month hazy. Don’t let it down, like water and tenderness. Song, yuan hua cai yun fei. Thousands of words, when the flowers fall, the water flows eastward silently. In 2011, I will wait for the coming of the new year in the rest of the day. No regrets, no complaints, no sorrow, no joy. Just like waiting for a flower, or waiting for someone.

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