Some children held fireworks high in their hands and pointed them excitedly at the sky. After a while, colorful fireworks rushed into the sky like meteors, exploded brilliantly in the air, and bloomed colorful lights, which was particularly beautiful.
Girls, wearing colorful new clothes, stood in pairs in the snow, chatting and laughing with each other, chasing and playing. Their clear laughter echoed in the snow, like the most beautiful birdsong in spring. There was a peaceful and joyful atmosphere everywhere.
Zhou Bin was mesmerized by the scene and stood there blankly. He had never seen such a warm and beautiful scene before. In such a quiet mountain village, everyone's face was filled with joyful smiles, and the children's laughter revealed a full sense of happiness.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Bin's eyes were warmed up, as if an invisible force had awakened some long-dormant memories deep in his heart. He stood there straight, without moving for a long time, immersed in this beautiful memory.
After a while, several figures slowly approached from a distance. Zhou Bin looked closely and found that they were several older men.
These old men were all wearing thick sheepskin coats, blue hats, and each of them had a pipe in his mouth.
They smoked their pipes leisurely and chatted with great interest. Due to the cold weather, they all put their hands into their sleeves and walked at a steady pace.
Although the road was icy and a bit slippery, they were not worried about slipping at all. They looked around as they walked, and their faces showed that they were very comfortable and relaxed.
Zhou Bin's memory was instantly activated. He clearly remembered that he often saw such scenes when he was a child. At that time, every Chinese New Year, the whole village was beaming with joy and immersed in the festive atmosphere. Everyone was busy preparing various things for the Chinese New Year, and the atmosphere was filled with a strong sense of the New Year.
Since Zhou Bin was young and didn't need to help with any heavy work, he and a group of friends secretly took away some firecrackers and fireworks.
Then, they ran to the snow in groups of three or five and set off these colorful fireworks to their heart's content. Every time the fireworks soared into the sky and bloomed brilliantly in the night sky, every little friend would show an extremely excited smile on his face.
Everyone's laughter was clear and pleasant, spreading all around and drifting far away in the winter snow.
In that snowy field filled with laughter, the children were like a group of cheerful little birds, chirping and sharing their joy.
Everyone can't wait to show off their new clothes to their friends, the brand new fabrics sparkling with a different kind of brilliance under the reflection of the snow, or to show off their new shoes, the delicate patterns on the shoe surface seem to tell of the joy of the New Year.
When everyone got together, they couldn't help but compare with each other. Like little adults, they commented on everyone's clothes. Everyone chattered non-stop until everyone was thirsty and exhausted, and then some people gradually stopped talking.
Whenever this moment of silence came, there were always one or two restless guys who couldn't hold back their inner liveliness. Like agile little monkeys, they rushed to the snow, squatted down, quickly grabbed a handful of snow, squeezed it into a tight snowball, and then aimed at their friends and threw it hard.
With a "whoosh" sound, the snowball drew an arc in the air and landed accurately on a little friend. Then it exploded with a "puff" sound and turned into countless snowflakes that splashed everywhere.
This was like lighting a fuse, and a fierce "snowball war" broke out instantly. Everyone followed suit, quickly grabbing the snow in front of them and kneading it into big snow lumps with their hands.
Then, like brave warriors, they shouted loudly and threw snowballs at the people in front of them. For a moment, it seemed as if a "snowball rain" was falling from the sky, with countless snowballs whizzing past.
The little friends were like nimble little deer, running in the snow, dodging the flying snowballs, and shouting non-stop. Everyone was exhausted and panting, with red cheeks, but they all enjoyed it, and the whole snow was filled with their cheerful laughter and shouts.
As the sky gradually darkened, the night slowly spread out like a piece of black silk, enveloping the entire small mountain village.
At this time, the familiar and warm voices of the adults in the family will be heard in every corner of the village. Everyone will stop what they are doing reluctantly, say goodbye to each other, and run towards home as if they were under a spell.
The next day, if nothing special happens and the sun still shines warmly on the snow, the children will naturally gather together again and reenact the joyful scene of yesterday.
Such memories, like the warm sunshine in winter, bring warmth to Zhou Bin's heart.
He had spent too much time on his wandering journey, and those past experiences were originally like a blank sheet of paper in his mind, blurry and unclear. But for some reason, today these long-dormant memories suddenly appeared vividly before his eyes like flowers awakened by a spring breeze.
Although he can no longer remember the specific appearance of each of his friends, the joyful scene at that time is like a colorful painting, vivid in his mind, which makes him deeply intoxicated and unforgettable.
Zhou Bin couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Every time he had such a dream in the past, he would always wake up in a hurry, as if an invisible hand was urging him.
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