I remember that it was the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, and every household was cleaning the house, buying new year's goods and welcoming the New Year. In those three difficult years, people ate the canteen and were hungry, just like eating special diet pills, leaving only a pair of bones to support their huge heads, like pieces of dead leaves that could float in the wind. It is said that it is to buy new year's goods, but in fact, it is mostly based on local materials and handicrafts. For example, knit a pair of cotton socks for girls, sew a cotton cap for boys with rags or old towels, and knit a pair of "old wool Weng" (a kind of grass-nest shoes made of reed catkins and Leibangcao) for the elderly. During the Chinese New Year, coax the children not to cry, and coax the elderly to be happy. People are so poor that they can hardly breathe. Even if an individual has a few pence, there is no market and he can't buy anything. Everything is "* * * production", and no money is needed. The situation can be described in one word, as poor as a mouse in a church.

Sadness is a matter for adults, and our children are born happy. We look forward to the day and the night, counting the days with our fingers broken. Even when we sleep, we will eat pork, eat jiaozi, wear new clothes, put on new hats, paste couplets and set off firecrackers in our dreams ... Our neighbors' children get together to compare, some put on new socks, deliberately roll up their broken trouser legs a little, show them off, and show off in front of friends: "Well, this is a new one that my mother knitted for me after staying up for several nights. You can put down your trouser leg and lock it up to prevent it from flying away! " Eyes full of red butterflies. He added, "When I get home, let grandma knit gloves for me and draw a red rooster. Better than your red butterfly. It can make me get up early and go to school. " After that, she flew home to find her grandmother. There is also a little boy named Er Dan. He had a piece of candy in his mouth, and he smacked his lips on the tip of his tongue, but he just couldn't bear to stir it with his tongue, for fear that it would melt too fast to savor it. I asked him, "Hey, Er Dan, where did you get a piece of candy?" He stirred the sugar between his left cheek and his teeth, bulging out a small bag to give his tongue room to talk, and said, "My dad bought it for me, saying it was a birthday candy for my parents for the New Year. It is said that eating candy in the New Year is auspicious, which indicates that the days of the year are sweet. No, I got a score of 100 in the final exam. He gave me an award first. He said that he would get 100 points in the future and he would buy me candy to eat. " I know, Erdan's father is the big brother of the workers, making steel in the small blast furnace in the county, and has been earning a few cents in his hand. A little boy named Mao Yan asked him, "Er Dan, what's the taste of sugar? Is it sweet or fragrant?" Is it as delicious as pork? "While speaking, he swallowed. Two protein mercilessly a hair eye: "you idiot, you don't even know that sugar is sweet!" "Give you a lick, let you have a taste. It's agreed that you can only lick. Come on, retractor. " Say that finish, he held out his little finger and hair hook. Then, reluctantly, he took the candy out of his mouth, held it between his thumb and forefinger, and sent it to the tip of the tongue where Mao Yan reached out for him to lick. Mao Yan took a bite in his pocket with the tip of his tongue and cried, "Oh, my mother, my teeth are so sweet!" "He left the sweetness in his mouth for a long time, and his mouth was full of saliva, and he couldn't bear to swallow it. Some friends drooled and wiped them with the back of their hands. Two eggs, holding a lollipop, smiled and let each of us lick. We all jumped for joy, clapped our hands and praised his candy for being too sweet, trying to hook up with him and make friends. He became proud, sitting on a big stone, crossing his legs, and every cell on his long face as thin as fire paper was enlarged into a candy. He continued, "I heard that this kind of candy is made in Beijing. Do you know where Beijing is? This is the place where Chairman Mao lives. This piece of candy was made by Chairman Mao for us. " "Ah, this lollipop was originally made by Chairman Mao. No wonder it is so sweet! "We were all surprised." Er Dan, hurry home and write to Chairman Mao, wishing him a happy New Year and thanking him for making us lollipops, which brought us sweetness. Long live Chairman Mao! "Mao Yan took the lead in applauding the proposal. We applauded, and everyone was immersed in incomparable happiness.

After returning home, I pestered my parents for new year's presents. Parents are very embarrassed, because there are many brothers and sisters at home, and life is even more difficult than others. I don't even have furniture for eating. Pots and pans were smashed to make steel, and pottery articles such as pots and pans were smashed to make a small blast furnace. In the canteen, two pieces of dry white bread are not enough to plug your teeth, and you even have to go to the canteen to drink cold water to plug your throat. My family has been farmers for eight generations, and the money for eating salt is dug out from chickens. At present, I am too poor to eat chicken feathers and find a safe haven. Where can I afford a New Year gift? Children don't understand, I still don't care, my father was forced to squat on the ground with his hands on his head. Suddenly, he patted his forehead: "Yes!" He pulled me over and said, "Come on, give you a new haircut during the Spring Festival, and I will see something new. How about it? " As soon as I heard this, I was so happy that I blurted out without even thinking: "You shave my head, then go to the barber shop on the street and shave the' Oriental Head' (separately). I don't want to leave any more protective hair. " Keeping heart-protecting hair is a label of a boy's childhood. When shaving your head, leave a pinch of long hair at the eyebrows, saying that the child's forehead is not closed, leave a pinch of hair to protect the eyebrows, and shave it off at the age of eight, otherwise people will laugh. At that time, I was in the third grade of primary school and grew up to be a little boy with heart-protecting hair. My classmates often laughed at me. Father was puzzled and shaved his head in the street, but asked for money. Where did the money come from? On New Year's Day, I really couldn't bear to be flattered, so I said, "Let's go and shave our oriental heads. Are you satisfied with this? " I just followed him obediently.

My father took me to see Zhou Weili, the barber of our team. Zhou Wei Li, nicknamed "Big Honesty", is a countryman who has never studied under his teacher. He only shaved his head and did rough work. He never charges for shaving his head and serves the villagers voluntarily. His craft was very popular in that poor era, and his family often appeared bald "monks" in twos and threes. I hate it, but I can't help it My father brought hot water from the dining hall, washed my hair, and specially asked "Big Honesty" to shave the "Oriental Head". How to shave the "Oriental Head" without foreign scissors? Smile honestly and shyly. After a moment's hesitation, I unscrewed a five-cent earth razor and scratched it on my head. "Yi Yi" ... Cutting your hair with a knife is like cutting leeks. The sound is particularly pleasant, like the sound of nature floating from a distance. I was intoxicated by the rhythm of light music. "the head of the east", that's what I yearn for day and night! Today, my dream finally came true. I was so excited that tears swirled in my eyes and my heart beat for it.

When I ran home, I took out the broken glass I picked up from school, painted the back with ink, and looked at the "mirror" in the sun. The top is black, like a teapot lid, and the bottom is white, like a white porcelain pot. The color difference between the upper and lower colors is too big, but my heart can't hold full of joy: I shaved an "oriental head", although I didn't cut it neatly and beautifully with foreign scissors, no one will ever call me "teapot mouth" again. For this, I was so excited that I didn't sleep well for several nights.

For adults, happiness may be complicated; But for us children, happiness is actually very simple. Ordinary things in daily life are commonplace in some people's eyes, but in others' hearts, they are extremely happy.

Happiness is a feeling and a realm, which depends on the attitude towards life.