New Year s goods, please come in and compose

We went straight to a supermarket in the city. Yikes! It's a lively place

I saw that the store was full of lights and beaming; The New Year's broadcast gongs and drums are bursting, and the music is exciting; There is a dazzling array of goods on the counter, everything you need; People who buy New Year's goods come and go, and there is an endless stream. Everyone was immersed in an atmosphere of joy.

We split up as a family, each carrying a shopping basket to pick up what we needed. Soon, we had all the items we wanted to buy. I had everything to eat, wear, and use, as well as snacks, extracurricular books, and the sporting goods I wanted.

On the way home, we talked about the Spring Festival that my parents spent when they were young. Recalling the past, my parents suddenly had a lot of emotion. From their narratives, I seem to have seen the scene of people queuing up to buy goods in that era of scarcity of materials; In order to save money, each household makes its own New Year's goods

Set up an iron pot, put in a bowl of sand, add peanuts, wave the shovel to fry the sand, and there will be fragrant fried peanuts; The most interesting thing is that my childhood father rushed to the street with his friends because he had no money to buy firecrackers, and trampled on the firecrackers that the adults lit and threw in the middle of the street, and then proudly took the firecrackers that were too late to set off and flew away.

I can't connect the well-dressed dad in front of me with the teenager who rushed to the middle of the street to grab firecrackers! From their memories, I seem to appreciate the great changes that the years have brought to my parents' lives.