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When I was a child, I looked forward to the Chinese New Year more eagerly than adults. There were many options for food, clothing, entertainment, and you could also save up all the New Year’s money from the small red envelopes stuffed into your hands by relatives and friends who paid New Year greetings. Rich man. But for children, there is a deeper reason for the charm of the Chinese New Year, which I want to write down on these pieces of paper.

Every New Year, the little girls wear velvet flowers, red coats, and thick rouge on their mouths; the boys are interested in firecrackers, but I am not so fond of them. The best thing is to buy a flower face to wear. This is a kind of mask made of rolled paper pulp, and the majestic big painted faces in the play are painted with colored powder mixed with glue. Tie a rubber strip behind your back and put it on your head, and you will become that tiger general. This painted face is shaped according to the shape of the face. Two holes are dug for the eyes so that you can look out from the inside. But the nose and mouth are not ventilated. When I put it on, it felt stuffy and smelled of glue and paper pulp. When I spoke, my voice became low and rough, but it had the majesty of a general, and it was very impressive. .

On New Year's Eve, my uncle took me to the New Year market in front of the Queen's Palace to buy painted faces. People are particularly energetic during the Chinese New Year, and it’s hard to squeeze in the crowd. Finally, I was surprised to find one among the dozens of colorful faces hanging on a horizontal pole. This painted face is so big and special! The face is red, with a pair of dark eyebrows, the corners of the eyes are raised majestically, a green bun protrudes from the top of the head, a long scarf hangs down close to the face, and a long beard made of ponytail below the face. This painted face is different from those who are dumbfounded, stupid, and grimacing. Although he is not vicious at all, he has an awe-inspiring and inviolable solemn air that is aggressive. It makes me cringe when I look at it, and if I put it on my face, it will make other people cringe too. I didn't dare to point my finger at it. I just raised my chin towards it and said, "I want that big red face!"

The little Luo Guo'er who sells painted faces picked up this painted face for me and showed it to me. Huang Ya said with a smile: "This young master still has the eyesight to be Master Guan! Master Guan also needs a Qinglong Yanyue Sword! I will choose a more energetic one for you!" He picked it from a bundle of knives and guns poked on the ground. Pull out the most beautiful broadsword and give it to me. A bright red lacquer pole with a golden blade. There are several small sparkling lenses embedded on the blade. A small green dragon is painted in the middle with a red tassel tied to it. This knife! This painted face! I didn’t expect to get two treasures at once. I was so happy that I just laughed and couldn't say anything. After my uncle paid the money and took the tricycle home, I wore a colorful face and stood leaning on my uncle's big cotton robe holding a knife. This attracted many people to look at me along the way, especially those boys who were about the same age as me. The envious gaze made me extremely happy. My uncle told me many stories about Guan Gong, who passed five passes, killed six generals, and killed Hua Xiong while warming wine. While talking, he said: "You are such a hero!" It seemed that he was talking about my glorious history. When he told me that the Qinglong Yanyue Sword weighed eighty kilograms, I simply felt that I was extremely powerful. My uncle also taught me to introduce myself to my family in the tone of Peking Opera:

"My surname is Guan, my given name is Yu, and my courtesy name is Yunchang."

Everyone praises me when I get home. , my mother seemed happier than me. Even my father, who always has a fierce expression on his face, calls me "Little Guan Gong" with a smile. I pushed people away, ran to the full-length mirror, and immediately flashed my sword, ah, where is the little Guan Gong, I am the big Guan Gong!

In this way, I kept wearing a painted face throughout the New Year's Eve, No one told me to take it off, so I wore it even when sleeping. After I fell asleep, my mother gently took it off and put it next to my pillow. The first thing I did when I woke up the next day was to put it on immediately, restoring my "Master Guan" Original appearance.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, guests came one after another to pay New Year greetings. My mother called me to go so that the guests could see me as a master. I held a big knife in my hand, shook my shoulders, walked into the living room majestically, and shouted at the top of my lungs: "My surname is Guan, my first name is Yu, and my courtesy name is Yunchang."

The guests burst into laughter, and they all Said: "What a good master Guan, you will guard the house and keep the big and small ghosts from coming in!"

I became more and more proud, whirring my sword twice, and put on a posture of showing my teeth and claws, amusing the guests. Laughing all the time. Whenever guests come, my mother will call me to perform. My mother also put me into a small robe of blue satin and gold flowers that could only be worn when I was worshiping my ancestors on the 30th night. I became the protagonist of the whole family’s New Year celebrations. Even my father looked at me differently.

I never take the stairs when I go downstairs. The stair railings in my house are made of whole bright logs. When going downstairs, he would step up with one leg and slide down to the bottom.

At this time, I deliberately hid upstairs, waiting for the guests to come and suddenly fall from the sky to surprise them, the effect would be even louder!

On the afternoon of the first day of junior high school, the guests entered the living room, and as soon as my mother called me, I stepped over He flew up the stairs and flew down the handrail. He rushed into the living room with a loud scream and swung the big knife up and down. Unexpectedly, he used too much force and the soles of his feet were not rooted. He fell out. There was a loud "snap" and the big knife was slashing on the flower stand. A large porcelain vase with peach branches was smashed to pieces, and porcelain shards, peach branches and water in the vase flew all over the room. A porcelain shard flew past the second aunt's face and almost hit it; it was like a heavy rain in the house. , the new clothes everyone wore were stained with water; look at Dad, he looked straight at me like a tiger, ouch, a small blooming peach branch flew towards me, and was inserted into his slicked-back hair. Later I found out that what I broke was an ancestral Qianlong official kiln hundred-butterfly vase. This was simply a capital offense! I sat on the ground, petrified, waiting for my father to come up and give me a severe beating. My mother seemed to be more nervous than me. She couldn't figure out how to save me, and she stared wide-eyed waiting for my father to explode.

At this critical moment of life and death, the second aunt suddenly smiled, clapped her white hands and said:

"Okay, okay, this year will be auspicious and prosperous. ) Years of peace! Hey, Mr. Guan, why are you sitting on the ground stupidly? Get up quickly, my second aunt wants to see you playing with a big knife!"

Who knows what kind of magic this second aunt is doing? The tense momentum relaxed instantly. Another aunt immediately responded and said: "If you don't leave the old, you won't welcome the new. If you don't get rid of the old, you won't welcome the new. Just wait and see, you have to hold a big golden baby this year, right!" She said with a full face Huanxiao said to my father, telling him to answer. Other guests also rushed forward, saying auspicious words and cheering Dad up.

These words usually couldn't suppress Dad's anger at all, but now they had a magical effect, forcing him to be happy even if he was not happy. Happy New Year, no disasters. Dad could only hey twice, nod and say:

"Ah, okay, okay, okay..."

Although the smile lines on his face clearly contained restrained anger, I But miraculously he escaped severe punishment. My mother looked at me with disgrace, and I immediately got up, dragging the big knife, and ran away in confusion. Behind him there was the appreciative clapping, applause and laughter of the guests.

In the next few days, new New Year guests came, and my mother stopped calling me, and the program was cancelled. I hid in my room and rarely showed up. The big knife was also tucked under the bed, but I still wore it on my painted face. I probably felt safe hiding behind the cardboard when I met my father again. Every time I see my father's gloomy and angry face through my eyes, I no longer feel that I am Mr. Guan, but a poor man!

After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the New Year is over. Because my sister and I were fighting over the sugar melons that had been removed for the stove sacrifice, my father grabbed me by the waist, lifted me up, pinned me down on the bed and beat me to death. I knew in my heart that he had added the sin of breaking the vase to this incident, because when he was angry, he asked me for the big knife that caused the trouble, broke it into pieces with force, and tore the big painted face into pieces.

From this incident, I realized an ancestral concept: the only few days of the year during the Chinese New Year are children’s free days. No matter how boldly they go about making trouble during these days, they will not immediately get punished. This is why all children look forward to celebrating the New Year. Of course, the torn painted face also reminded me that in this limited freedom, I have to restrain myself and be careful to double the reckoning afterwards.