农历正月朔,叫春节。只是真正关于春节的日子,却是从腊月生长到元宵节的,像一根藤条,在莺飞草长的季节里蔓延了好久。江南一下雪,地里就没什么庄稼活可以做的了。在腊月的农村里走,一些人家的烟囱里蒸腾出薄薄的白色的雾,飘着竹屉里包子馒头的麦子香。你扭头一瞧,那门窗边上悬着的是沁着蜡油的咸肉,色泽红润,仿佛吞了一口夕阳的颜色。拜灶王爷,打扫屋子,祭拜祖先,红烧一盘色 Lunar New Year is called the Spring Festival. Just really the Spring Festival day, but it grew from the twelfth lunar month to the Lantern Festival, like a rattan, in the long season of Yingfei grass spread for a long time. The south of snow, the ground there is no crop can do. In the twelfth lunar month in the rural areas, some people in the chimney transpiration of a thin white mist, bamboo steamed stuffed buns steamed wheat incense. You look around, the door hanging on the side of the Qin is a waxy bacon, ruddy color, as if swallowed a sunset color. By stove king, cleaning the house, worship ancestors, braised a plate