“打灯笼,烤手嘞。你不出来,我走了。”过年回到老家天津,儿子一下子就学会了这首天津童谣。听着儿子稚嫩的童声,我的记忆也一下子回到了二十几年前。在我三四岁的时候,有一年过年,妈妈拿出一个精致的小灯笼,教我唱了这首儿歌,告诉我,这是她小时候每到过年就会和小伙伴一起唱的歌。对于妈妈来说,也有一份打着小灯笼过年的美好回忆吧。如今我也成为了母亲,人在异乡,常常怀念小时候家乡的除夕夜。在我小的时候,大年三十儿这一天是小孩 “You do not come out, I’m gone. ” New Year returned to his hometown of Tianjin, son suddenly learned this Tianjin nursery rhyme. Listening to my son’s innocent children’s voice, my memory suddenly returned to twenty years ago. When I was three or four years old, one year a new year, my mother took out a small exquisite lantern, taught me to sing this song, told me that this is her childhood, every Chinese New Year will sing with my partner. For Mom, there is also a beautiful little lantern New Year memories. Now I have become a mother, people in a foreign land, often miss the hometown of New Year’s Eve Eve. When I was a kid, New Year’s Eve was a child