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As a child, Nian is the candy bought by my mother, It's the new clothes that Dad bought. It's the few cents that I don't want to spend in my pocket, It's that crackling little whip, Downstairs, my mother took the washbasin and took me to pop the popcorn, and my sister and I secretly ate the fried balls and lotus clips one by one. When I was a child, I was looking forward to it! Growing up, years are a kind of miss. The eighth year of wandering, Every year I make a wish that I can return to China for the New Year next year. Fortunately, I have Yami's company all these years, Being outside gives me the warmth of home. Every time Yami arrives, I am as happy as receiving a gift during the Chinese New Year, Turn them into familiar flavors one by one. Thanks Amy.
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yami_featured_image 小时候， 年是妈买回来的糖， 是爸买的新衣裳， 是兜里舍不得花的那几毛钱， 是那噼里啪啦的一挂小洋鞭儿， 是楼下咚咚响妈妈拿着脸盆带着我去爆的米花， 是跟妹妹一个接一个的偷吃炸好的丸子和莲夹儿。 小时候年是期盼！ 长大了，年就是一种想念。 漂泊的第八年， 每年都许愿希望下一年可以回国过年， 还好这些年有亚米的陪伴， 在外让我有了家的温暖。 每次亚米到货我都像过年收到礼物一样开心， 把他们一一变成熟悉的味道。 感恩亚米。