Coming Spring Festival resembles the chop boiling water that one boiler is warming on kitchen, 4 fragrance that wave to come dispersedly resemble a kitten like flinching us the heart of these greedy bug, crawly, longing for soup to had been stewed quickly only, make us big fast a cheek. The fragrance of soup of this one boiler is year of flavour. The Spring Festival is approached every day, year flavour also brew more and more grumously.
即将到来的春节就像一锅正在灶上炖着的排骨汤，四下飘散开来的香味儿像小猫儿似的挠着我们这些馋虫的心，痒痒的，只盼着汤快点炖好，让我们大快朵颐。这一锅汤的香味儿就是年味儿。春节一天天逼近，年味儿也酝酿得越来越浓厚。
The Spring Festival is close, street both directions appeared to sell the small vendor's stand of spring festival scrolls not less, bright red lantern, word of bright red “ blessing ” , …… of bright red spring festival scrolls these beating blaze, red it is in that way in that way make public, enthusiastic, warm in the winter, warm air, warmer our heart. From inside those bright red thing that belong to the Spring Festival only, I see also nose year flavour.
春节近了，大街两边出现了不少卖春联的小摊，大红的灯笼，大红的“福”字，大红的春联……这些跳动着的火焰，红得是那样的张扬、那样的热烈，温暖了冬天，温暖了空气，更温暖了我们的心。从那些红通通的专属于春节的物件中，我看到也嗅到了年的味道。
The Spring Festival is close, rural farmer is busy rise, evaporate steamed stuffed bun, do bean curd, bloat pickled Chinese cabbage, do every family of …… of New Year cake old little neat go into work, busy almost the foot does not touch the ground, it is good in the equipment year ago to be being driven all things. The steam box of evaporate steamed stuffed bun is worn go up in boiler, baked wheaten cake gets flourishing flourishing, the composition sits in kitchen chamber mouth the face of burner is worn by blaze shine upon of tangerine, leap gives a happy light. The person that stands beside steam heat is busy put cooked wheaten food, reeky steam slowly rise, float, diffuse, was full of whole kitchen gradually. Was full of in the eye of smilingly right year expect. From inside the picture of in full swing, I see also touched year flavour.
春节近了，乡下的农户都忙了起来，蒸包子、做豆腐、腌酸菜、做年糕……家家户户老少齐上阵，忙得几乎脚不沾地，赶着在年前备好一切东西。蒸包子的蒸笼架在锅上，火烧得旺旺的，作文坐在灶膛口烧火的人的脸被橘红色的火光映照着，跳跃出一片喜悦的光。站在蒸炉旁的人忙着放面食，热腾腾的蒸气缓缓上升，飘浮，弥漫，渐渐充斥了整个厨房。笑眯眯的眼睛里充满了对年的期待。从热火朝天的景象中，我看到也触到了年的味道。
The Spring Festival is close, male people idle came down, clear ground came out to make the sound of the sound of mahjong and vociferous “ and ” in the house. The noise in lane had children the sound that angle fights noisely and “ are small the sound …… of the ” that brush prepare Chinese medicine by roasting it in a panbig gun everything all, all all, all sorts of sound are collision, shirt-sleeve in sky, be permeated with warm warm happy flavour. From inside this “ symphonic ” , I see also heard year flavour.
春节近了，男人们都闲下来了，屋子里清晰地传出了打麻将的声音以及大声叫“和”的声音。小巷中响起了孩子们追逐打闹的声音以及“小擦炮”的声音……一切的一切，所有的所有，各种声音在空中碰撞、融合，洋溢着暖暖的喜悦的味道。从这“交响乐”中，我看到也听到了年的味道。
Year flavour more and more grumous, resemble a fierce anger, burn ah burn, burn year of root to fall continuously. Fatigued of a year is in year of flavour is medium release, of life think over be in year of flavour is medium comb, the hope of the coming year is in year of flavour is medium look forward to ……
年味儿越来越浓厚了，像一把热烈的火，烧呀烧呀，直烧到年根下。一年的劳顿在年味中释放，生命的反思在年味中梳理，来年的希望在年味中憧憬……(文/王陆景)