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“臘八”粥香暖人心

年年歲歲，今又臘八。臘八粥，寓意著吉祥如意，團團圓圓。喝一碗暖暖的臘八粥，不僅是一種過節的儀式感，更是一次溫暖的傳遞。1月18日，在金華燃機廠區內這份溫暖如期而至。

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金燃公司厨师精心熬制腊八粥中。冯飞摄

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金燃公司后勤部门为迁建项目生产准备人员送去美味腊八粥。冯飞摄

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金燃公司后勤工作人员在常电厂区派送腊八粥。仇顺虎摄

“臘八粥香暖人心。”金燃公司數年如一日傳承弘揚中國傳統文化，凝心聚力，用一碗臘八粥喚起大家對傳統佳節的熱情，更突顯了金燃公司“家”的溫暖，讓廣大幹部職工在歡樂祥和的氛圍中迎接新的一年。

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