On January 31, growing up is destined to be a lonely journey. When I was a child, the happiest thing about the Chinese New Year was to form a group with my brothers and sisters to greet the New Year, holding a dollar of New Year's money, eating spicy strips, playing pistols and firing cannons, which was the happiest time of my childhood winter vacation.

Now it's another year of New Year's greetings, but I'm the only one left, my sister is working overtime, and my younger brother is working outside.

It's not that the New Year is boring, it's still that year, it's just that my childhood playmates are no longer around, and some are just memories.

Where has the time gone, I haven't said a good New Year to everyone in person, but I have grown up in a blink of an eye.

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