Lights on the Way Home: the Journey Home on the 27Th of the Twelfth Lunar Month and the Inheritance of the Flavor of the New Year

In the early morning of the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, the night was dark, as if a huge black curtain was pressing heavily on the earth. I drove my car, carrying my family, and slowly embarked on my way back to my hometown for the New Year. This familiar road carries the memories of the past nineteen years, and every inch of the road seems to tell stories of the past. Intention: During the Spring Festival, I am eager to return home. The Spring Festival in my hometown is called the Chinese New Year.