阵阵袭来的寒风,伴随着皑皑白雪,将人们送进了腊月。每当此时,好像季节也情不自禁地告诉我们,春节又到了。旧时,节前的城镇里大街小巷经常能够听到卖年糕、冰糖葫芦、年画的吆喝声。乡村的集市上,熙熙攘攘的人群中,那些劳累了一年的人们也忙着买年货,剪窗花、画年画、贴门神,人们尽情的享受着期待的乐趣。 Bursts of cold wind blowing, along with the snow, people will be sent to the twelfth lunar month. Whenever this time, it seems that the season can not help but tell us that the Spring Festival has arrived. Old, the streets before the holiday in the town can often hear selling cakes, candy crackers, New Year’s shouts. Of the bustling crowds in rural markets, those who have spent the year are also busy buying New Year’s goods, cutting window grilles, painting New Year pictures, and sticking to God. People enjoy their pleasures.