Another Chinese Now Year left us with the start of a new circle as the lunar calendar in the time river. It seems like the same flowers in different years while people are different year by year (年年岁岁花相似，岁岁年年人不同). To the Chinese New Year, whether have we more expectation and excitement and moving? It seemed like a vacation of 7 days leave, passed over unconsciously. What’s “年” on earth ?

It’s expectation , like kid’s joy, let us delightful. A new wearing, a new gift, a colourful firework, a big red package, a blessing word, kids are joyful with their dancing feet. It’s really a childlike date.

It’s labouring. To most parents, it’s busy with happy hard work of making more rich food, more dinner party, more snacks preparing, more housework to do. Each family need prepare some fresh rich delicious food to expend during the festival.

It’s relaxation. To most of workers, finally we can have a good rest at home, moreover together with our parents. No any work need to think, no any things need to deal with, only a simple rest with eating, drinking, watching tv, visiting, playing ect..all what you want. All so-called important things seems to pause and hang there, wait for the workdays’ coming. We can sleep enough, even have a deep lazy sleep till next noon.

It’s reunion. Parents always nag till kids come back due to the special festival. it’s the best time to reunion with parents and relatives or friends. Maybe some friends can meet together at the special festival after many years, talking about  respective life and work with each other, casually happily breezily.

    It’s hopeful blessing. No matter where you are and how far with each other, there always is a short message texted to your mobilphone, with sincere blessing and hopeful sweet words. It’s a hopeful blessing to the next coming year, it’s another concern coming from friends’ heart, it’s a deep happiness someway.

  It’s separation. The short reunion always flies by quickly. After a few days’ short break, we must return to our respective position, start a new runing, trace of life and work begins with a same recycle again, year by year, abain and again…

     Among all these tastes of “年”, picked up my memory and feeling , why did I feel another pain and pity skimming over my heart? At each minute and second of the New Year’s Eve, tasted the tiny limp taste. Don’t know whether there is another same share equaling together with mine staying up in somewhere afar in a strange familiar silent city?  just as the say: God bless......