** Childhood Memories of Haircut on the Dragon's Head Day **
The memory of childhood is like a tapestry, woven from threads of joy and sorrow, laughter and tears. Among these memories, there is one that stands out particularly vividly - the day I had my haircut on the Dragon's Head Day.
In Chinese culture, the Dragon's Head Day falls on February 2nd every year. It marks the beginning of spring and symbolizes good luck and prosperity. People believe that it is auspicious to have their hair cut during this period as it signifies growth and renewal for both body and spirit.
My earliest memory of this ritual dates back to when I was around six years old. My parents decided to take me to our family barber shop for a haircut on this special day. The shop was run by an elderly man named Mr. Chen who had been cutting hair for decades with his trusty pair of scissors.
As we walked into the dimly lit shop, I could smell the scent of bay rum oil mixed with cigarette smoke hanging in the air. Mr. Chen greeted us warmly with his signature smile, which seemed more like a grin than a genuine expression but carried warmth nonetheless.
He led us to a small corner where two stools were placed side by side facing each other - one for me and another for my father who decided not to have his hair cut that day but wanted to join in on this family tradition instead.
Mr. Chen began preparing everything he needed: combing through my long black locks with care before picking up those sharp blades once again after years since last time he saw them touch my head; pouring water over them first just so they wouldn't stick together while working their magic at such an early age – all part routine now ingrained within him yet still requiring precision skill & patience alike!
I watched nervously as he started snipping away at strands falling onto floorboards beneath me—each sound echoing louder than any thunderstorm night outside windowpane shattering silence! He worked quickly though never losing focus nor attention towards task hand movements smooth flowing dance-like motions proving experience matters most here too (just like how some people claim).
Just then suddenly without warning something caught his eye or maybe it was simply habit? Either way without hesitation or question raised eyebrows rose high above forehead lines deepening instantly into furrows creasing skin below eyes sinking further down cheeks flushing red giving off appearance quite stern indeed! In short order words spilled forth rather hasty "What do you think?" asked bluntly speaking directly straight face no room left wiggle space confusion reigned supreme among three present participants until...
"Two dragon balls jumping around your head," whispered softly in response almost under breath tone quiet calm demeanor soft spoken voice only audible because ears perked up listening intently waiting answer eager anticipation filling hearts beating fastened pace quickened breathing made hairs stand upright making scalp tingle tingling sensation spreading warmth enveloping entire body feeling happy blissful joyous moment shared between four individuals sharing same space connected emotions intertwining creating bond stronger unbreakable lasting forevermore...
