Friday, December 30, 2022 The weather is fine.
Xiao Shenyang said: A day passes when you open and close your eyes. yes! Morning and dusk alternate every day, fleetingly, and it feels like it’s the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month in the blink of an eye. I remember when I was in college, I asked my grandmother what day Laba was. My grandmother laughed and said that I, a college student, didn’t know what day Laba was. I really don’t know. I don’t know that the twelfth lunar month is also called the twelfth lunar month, so I don’t know Laba. After more than ten years of hardship, I have not learned the most basic knowledge about life. I feel that reading those poems and books is a bit in vain. It was my grandmother who taught me what day Laba is and what the customs are.
Grandma passed away peacefully after ninety-two Laba Festivals in this world. Every year during the Laba Festival, I would ask my grandmother questions about the Laba Festival and think of her voice and smile. I will also cook Laba porridge and drink it according to my grandmother’s instructions.
Today, I didn’t have time to cook Laba porridge. I got up a little late in the morning. In order not to delay work, I made a cup of black sesame paste, cooked dozens of dumplings with vegetarian fillings at noon, and steamed two sweet potatoes at night. A pack of sesame paste , dozens of dumplings with vegetarian fillings, and two sweet potatoes filled my holiday time. After my husband went to work, I was left alone, spending a simple and happy time as usual. There is no festive atmosphere anymore.
In fact, festivals are just a concept and a day. The real festival should be every time the family spends together. I miss my grandma and all my relatives
