The twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, the month of Jiayin, the day of Ding Chou, sunny.

It has been half a month since I returned to Lincheng, and the winter sun is lazily sprinkled on the earth, without the slightest sense of warmth.

I wrapped my whole body tightly and sat at the door of "Qingshan Woman" basking in the sun, which was originally the position where the old man often sits, but he disappeared and there was no news at all, and I couldn't help but worry in my heart.

Tomorrow is the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and there are only a few people scattered on the street, and the bustling and endless picture of Zhengyang Street has long been lost, and it seems extremely deserted.

Most of the shops are closed and ready to go home to their families.

Headed by the 100th year, the Spring Festival is the most solemn traditional festival of the Chinese nation

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