Even if the world is cold, there is only one warm New Year's Eve

A group of friends together, talking about the Spring Festival, the memory of the deepest is to eat. In my childhood, the Spring Festival food may not be as rich as now, but it is definitely more exquisite than now, and because of the comparison of ordinary meals, it breeds a kind of religious solemnity-like.

Often in the week before the Spring Festival, parents will be busy. For families with busy or indifferent parents, this is the longest, most talked about, and most interactive time that children will see their parents together in a week, or even a year. In the process of discussing dishes and division of labor and cooperation, there will always be differences. However, due to the atmosphere of the Spring Festival, everyone will pick up the usual "offensive" tone, with the fragrance of jujube buns in his voice and the sweetness of sesame peanut candy in his eyes.

Even the most impatient, most afraid of trouble parents, on the New Year's Eve dinner, will also serve a few tedious dishes: at least three days in advance to make the crystal elbow flower, each step of the own cooking fish, soup made of dozens of ingredients into a burst of fish... On the dinner table, the children's surprise eyes are the brightest light on the stage of life that their parents pursue all their lives. The chewable smacking of their food was like applause at the end of a great performance. All affection and love are transformed into a wisp of sweet and spicy on the tongue, and everyone consciously avoids any unpleasant topic, whether the year is busy or full, depressed or satisfied. Happiness is the only theme, just as the ability to make a table of delicious food is a choice parents don't have to choose.

As I grow older and estranged from my parents and siblings day by day, the taste of the New Year's Eve dinner seems to fade day by day. For those who are away from home, the New Year's Eve dinner sometimes becomes a heavy expectation. Given the choice between traveling thousands of mountains and rivers to catch a reunion dinner or making some dishes or going to a restaurant for a meal that only has form and no memory, we often choose the latter.

The yearning for the New Year's Eve dinner can sometimes be worn down by the rough stones of "life is not easy" until only meatballs squeak into the frying pan.

On weekdays, want to eat things can be light to the mouth, for the New Year's Eve dinner yearning, more has become a kind of remembrance miss. Knowing that I can no longer eat the memories of childhood, but can not help but still want to find that night in the knee of my parents. However, frost has dyed the top of their heads white, and when they receive a call from their children telling them that they will not go home during the Spring Festival, they are too shy and cowardly to say, Come back, I cooked your favorite dish when you were a child. Lonely put down the phone, they silently picked up the piece of plaid letter that wrote the New Year's dinner recipe, with the ink pen to cut the name of the dish. That one after another of the handwriting, like a cold wind, blowing past years, straight to the eyes.

Never be fooled by your parents' "whatever" rhetoric, which is their compromise that the world no longer belongs to them, no longer belongs to those busy reunion nights of the past. The anticipation of the New Year's Eve dinner is always the biggest thing that parents do in a year.

A couple studying in the US go to a Chinese supermarket every New Year's Eve to buy some traditional ingredients and make a meal of dumplings. Along with the long process of making dumplings, they reminisced about the dinner in their hometown. In the fifth year in the United States, memories have been chewed for the fifth time, still with relish. But this year, the documentary "A Bite of China" was playing on the computer screen. Seeing the episode of pork ribs and lotus root soup, the girl cried. From Hubei Province, she ate lotus root soup with spareribs for more than 20 years. For the first time, she knew how hard it was to dig lotus root.

Time year by year, like the colorful impeller on the windmill, spread is the same time, but not the same life. What we don't know is not only the past and present life of the tender lotus root segment, but also the joys and sorrows of the people simmering the soup before the pork ribs soup is served. Time in their body left more and more traces, gray hair, weak legs, strong and sensitive heart, memories farther and farther, the more bitter they chew. For the younger generation, they do not have the heart to make even a single request, including going home for a New Year's Eve dinner, not only because they understand that life is not easy for young people, but also because they fear the loneliness of being rejected.

"The New Year's Eve dinner is not as good as it used to be." Almost everyone said so. When our taste buds are stimulated by too much rich flavor of food, the taste of the New Year's Eve dinner, in any case, can not be as amazing as the childhood.

However, the meaning of the New Year's Eve dinner is not food but memory. A person who chose to travel independently during the Spring Festival suddenly missed a bowl of mixed vegetables cooked by his mother on New Year's Eve. Having traveled through many countries in the world, he never lacked for a bowl of mixed vegetables, and he could eat them at this moment if he wanted to. It was a vegetable mix from the hotel's chef, a dish that had been embellished and perfected to please every taste bud from anywhere.

Placed on New Year's Eve, it is a plate of unblemished veggie mix with little memory and aftertaste. At this time, he realized that the meal on New Year's Eve was not about taste, but about feelings. Stay in the depth of the taste buds, not a chef's skills, but relatives incisively and vividly miss.

Every wanderer has a plate of assorted in his heart. It is not a meal in a certain year, but a feast of family love condensed into years of memory, bit by bit, felt by the taste buds, but remembered by the brain. They pop up on your tongue at a moment you thought you'd forgotten, making you burst into tears.

Even though the world is cold, we still have some people who can eat the New Year's Eve dinner together, and have a few people who are willing to do the dinner for us. Even if life is not easy, there are some easy happiness. But, we often because light meaning and attitude light diffuse; Because the illusion can not go back to the past, and ignore the relatives always waiting.

A bite of love, worth you across the mountains and rivers, worth you stop to come, worth you leave a quiet time, leave an empty stomach, leave a warm smile, leave a love expression - acting in pettish or praise.

How many times can we eat New Year's Eve dinner with our loved ones in our life? One little, little number, so cruel and cold, stands at the end of the universe and makes one weep.