除夕况味这一天的早晨,要么我第一个起来,用爆竹的巨响惊醒黎明前的村庄。要么,我被别人家爆竹的巨响敲碎沉睡中的梦,急急地起床,燃响自家的爆竹。“大年三十早上的炮,放得越早越好。”父亲如是说,并没有多一个字的解释。爆竹的巨响在夜空中一闪而过,火药味在空气中渐消渐散,院子里铺上了一层爆裂的红纸屑。爆 On the morning of the New Year’s Eve flavor, either I was the first to wake up the village before dawn with loud firecracker. Either, I was knocking the sound of the firecrackers in other people’s sleep dreams, hurriedly wake up, burning their own firecrackers. “The New Year’s thirties gun, put the sooner the better.” "As my father said, there is no one word explanation. Firecracker loud crash in the night sky, the smell of gunpowder gradually dissipated in the air, the yard covered with a burst of red confetti. burst