待在群楼和市井久了,无来由地,竟留心起小区里的一些细节。过节的气氛还没有完全遁去,各家的大门上红红火火的,与街景相映成趣,而在一些偏僻村落,不少的房屋破旧落寞,大门紧锁,它们如同冬日里光秃秃的树干,冷冷清清。所幸,父亲所独居的老屋,每年总会装扮一新,譬如春联,也是新的。用父亲的话说:“大门春联是庄户人的脸面,有钱无钱,像模像样过年。”这句话已 Stayed in the group floor and the market for a long time, no reason, actually care about the district some details. The atmosphere of the festival has not completely escaped, the booming doors of each house, and street scenes side by side, and in some remote villages, many houses shabby lonely, the door locked, they are like the winter bare tree trunks, cold Cold and clear. Fortunately, the old house where my father lives alone lives with a new dress every year, such as the Spring Festival couplets, which is also new. In his father’s words: “Spring couplets door is Zhuang people’s face, rich and money, like a New Year. ” This sentence has been