
The Affectionate Flavor of the New Year
by Liu Xianhua
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I held the burning incense in my hand and went to light the firecrackers placed on the ground. I stretched out my arms tremblingly, and the burning incense tip slowly touched the core of the firecracker. As soon as I touched it, but before it was lit, I turned around and ran away. Sister Jun said: You are too cowardly to run away without lighting it. Let Brother Bald light it. Brother Bald took my incense and lit it immediately. There was a loud noise in the yard and the crackle of small whips. We jumped and shouted, clapped our hands and laughed. Then, my bald brother and I ran to our home. We had to go back to sleep, open our eyes, eat dumplings, and give New Year greetings to our parents, uncles and aunts, and all the elders in the village.
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