2. Every year when Tomb-Sweeping Day approaches, there will always be a faint and inexplicable sadness in my heart, which is not very strong, but it is also lingering, so it is entangled and entangled in my heart. The weather is very good these days. I don't know if it will rain in Mao Mao on that day in Tomb-Sweeping Day. It seems that with this rain, Qingming can show a touch of sadness and nostalgia. It was Qingming that completed the rain, and it was the rain that set off Qingming. Looking at the drizzle can arouse people's faint sadness and yearning. When I was a teenager, Tomb-Sweeping Day and rain were just a beautiful picture in my mind. In the drizzle coming with the wind, a poor poet riding a horse leaned over a little shepherd boy. He stood by the road, holding a whip in one hand and pointing to a straw house in the other. Above the thatched cottage, a red wine ribbon floats in the thin drizzle. This is probably from the poem Qingming. "It rains in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. " In my carefree years, this poem gave me such a beautiful artistic conception. The carefree time of teenagers is always short, just like flying kites in childhood. When the line is broken, it disappears without a trace and can't be found anywhere. Gradually, Tomb-Sweeping Day added a touch of sadness to me, which became heavier and heavier, especially after Grandpa left. In my impression, my grandfather is a kind old man, and he is very kind to me. Maybe it's because I'm good After Grandpa left, I feel very sad every year in Tomb-Sweeping Day and his memorial day. Some people say that other people's thoughts will fade with the passage of time. I think, maybe missing relatives is just the opposite. Even after a long time, every time I think of their voices and smiles, I always feel a little sour and cool in my heart. Even if it is ten years or decades, this feeling will not weaken or disappear, but will be stronger. Because of this, Tomb-Sweeping Day will become a day that has been circulated for thousands of years; The drizzle in Tomb-Sweeping Day will come one after another, which is probably a sad feeling in people's hearts. It's clear again "Men don't flick when they have tears." I can't shed tears, so it just rains in Mao Mao. I hope she can come as scheduled, even if the world wants to cry, it can't.
3. There is an ancient poem that says well, "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls". This sentence vividly describes the scene in Tomb-Sweeping Day. Qingming is the day when everyone pays homage to their loved ones. However, who are our relatives? Martyrs who died for their country. So this afternoon, all the sixth-grade teachers and students of our school came to Shuangfeng Martyrs Cemetery with reverence to pay homage to the tomb of the martyrs. This time when I went out in peace, it was very different, so I was no longer so excited, but more solemn and sad. After some bumps, we came to the Martyrs Cemetery. As soon as I walked through the gate. The first thing you see is a huge stone tablet, which vividly depicts the picture of soldiers charging on the battlefield. This reminds me of the war years, when countless revolutionary predecessors fought bravely against the enemy for the sake of * * * and the birth of the country, and many soldiers gave their young lives. With a deep feeling, we slowly walked towards the wide square under the guidance of our teacher. Under the monument of "the revolutionary predecessors are immortal", all our teachers and students held a grand sweeping ceremony. From recitation to oath, every sincere word represents our infinite respect and nostalgia for the revolutionary martyrs. Then, we walked around the circular tomb of the martyrs in the middle of the cemetery. There are 24 martyrs buried here, some of whom didn't even leave their names. There was a deep sorrow and joy in my ear, and every student's footsteps were very light, for fear of waking up the martyrs who had already "fallen asleep". We presented homemade small white flowers to the martyrs. Although the flowers are small and not delicate, they represent our hearts. Finally, we came to the History Museum, which showed us the touching stories and biographies of countless martyrs, as well as the glorious certificates and relics of martyrs. Although they may be just ordinary soldiers, they all stick to their posts and make their own contributions to the motherland and the people. I was about to leave when I was attracted by a small stone tablet at the door. It is engraved with eight Chinese characters written by Chairman Mao: "Great life, glorious death." Isn't this a description of all the dead revolutionary ancestors? Walking out of the martyrs cemetery, I was filled with emotion. Let's * * * inherit the legacy of our forefathers, cherish the present great time, study hard, be positive, and make our own contribution to the motherland when we grow up.
4. The ancients said: "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Asked where there is a restaurant, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. " When I think of this poem by a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, it seems that Tomb-Sweeping Day is coming, and the footsteps of Qingming are not far away, only one step away. Because Tomb-Sweeping Day is at school and can't live at home. At home, it's really delicious to eat the fruit that you can't usually eat! Moreover, I can't go to the countryside to sweep the graves with my family, pay New Year greetings to the deceased, send them New Year greetings, and send them home to cook delicious food-let them wish me better in my studies and study in by going up one flight of stairs. So, on Saturday, my father took a break in the excellent model essay copyright house and decided to take me back to my hometown to visit my grandmother. I immediately brought the Qingming fruit made at home, put a basket and a clean newspaper under it, and then carefully laid the Qingming fruit in it to avoid an accident. Finally, I put the basket in the trunk of the car. After everything was ready, our family got on the bus. On the bumpy mountain road, the car kept bumping, and then I remembered the delicious food in the trunk. I am very worried and worried. I told dad to drive slowly, especially where there are pits. We took a leisurely ride, just like an old cow dragging its legs. After half an hour of turbulence, we finally reached grandma's grave. I'll take out the Qingming fruit and put it away. I took the incense, bowed deeply and made several obeisances. I invited Ann to my grandmother's house and asked him about the copyright of excellent model essays. After he finished the etiquette of the Chinese nation, he took out firecrackers and rang. The sound is deafening, just like thunder in the sky. Scared my brother to tears. Later, I silently made a wish in front of the grave, "I hope grandma can bless me to make faster progress in my studies, and my whole family will live a happy life, be healthy and succeed in my studies." It is worth mentioning that this is a traditional festival of our Chinese nation. It is so meaningful, unusual and much better. It is so interesting and unusual. There are activities, studies and delicious food. This is a festival different from other festivals. It is much more interesting and meaningful than western festivals.
5. "There are many rains during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." Do you have to recite this poem written by Du Mu? Tomb-Sweeping Day, we should visit the grave to worship our predecessors, which is the etiquette of our younger generation. Leave on Saturday afternoon. Mom, dad, brother, cousin, my family bought food for worship and prepared to go up the mountain. Soon, at the foot of the mountain. The mountain is said to be steep, not steep and flat, but at first glance it is inclined. Although it comes once a year, it doesn't feel very strange. On the way, we saw many graves. We look carefully, and some tombstones have a pentagonal center on them, and the color on them has faded. Later, I asked my grandmother to know about it. It turns out that this represents those who died for their country. I really want to go up to worship, but because time is limited, there is not much time to spend here, so this dream has to be dashed. Here we are. Finally. We arranged the worship ceremony and began to burn yellow paper and other necessary things to sweep the grave. After I paid my respects, I began to stay nearby. There are a lot of tea leaves around here, which are tender and green. Although there are many graves nearby that are depressing, the birds singing in this spring are very fragrant, as if they could not be seen. I only care about myself, and I was almost left behind by them. At the last stop, everyone was sweating on their foreheads, and it gradually seemed that our goal was not to sweep graves, but to pick tea (I hope the predecessors in the sky would not be angry). ), we chose a substitute tea. Looking at this tea, I seem to see the taste of this tea that we have treated. This grave sweeping really benefited me a lot.
6. Qingming always gives people the feeling of rainy days. It seems that with this rain, Qingming can show a touch of sadness and nostalgia. It was Qingming that completed the rain, and it was the rain that set off Qingming. Watching the drizzle can arouse people's faint sadness and thoughts. When I was a teenager, Tomb-Sweeping Day and rain were just a beautiful picture in my mind. In the drizzle coming with the wind, a poor poet riding a horse leaned over a little shepherd boy. He stood by the road, holding a whip in one hand and pointing to a straw house in the other. Above the thatched cottage, a red wine ribbon floats in the thin drizzle. This is probably from the poem Qingming. Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. I miss my loved ones and shed tears. Memories are no longer just the burden of life. We feel the love and warmth in the world again, put our broken hearts together, and smile and raise the sail of life again. We think that life is short because things are impermanent. Once we really love, there will be no regrets in life. Help others in difficulties and remain optimistic in setbacks. As long as there is love in the heart, there is no regret in love, and life is always a beautiful spring.
7. It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Asked where the restaurant was, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. "Think of this poem by a great poet in the Tang Dynasty. It seems that Tomb-Sweeping Day is coming, and the footsteps of Qingming are not far away. There is only one step left. Because Tomb-Sweeping Day is at school and can't live at home. At home, it's really delicious to eat the fruit that you can't usually eat! Moreover, I can't go to the countryside to sweep the graves with my family, pay New Year greetings to the deceased, send them New Year greetings, and send them home to cook delicious food-let them wish me better in my studies and study in by going up one flight of stairs. So, on Saturday, my father took a break in the excellent model essay copyright house and decided to take me back to my hometown to visit my grandmother. I immediately brought the Qingming fruit made at home, put a basket and a clean newspaper under it, and then carefully laid the Qingming fruit in it to avoid an accident. Finally, I put the basket in the trunk of the car. After everything was ready, our family got on the bus. On the bumpy mountain road, the car kept bumping, and then I remembered the delicious food in the trunk. I am very worried and worried. I told dad to drive slowly, especially where there are pits. We took a leisurely ride, just like an old cow dragging its legs. After half an hour of turbulence, we finally reached grandma's grave. I'll take out the Qingming fruit and put it away. I took the incense, bowed deeply and made several obeisances. I invited Ann to my grandmother's house and asked him about the copyright of excellent model essays. After he finished the etiquette of the Chinese nation, he took out firecrackers and rang. The sound is deafening, just like thunder in the sky. Scared my brother to tears. Later, I silently made a wish in front of the grave, "I hope grandma can bless me to make faster progress in my studies, and the whole family will live a happy life, be healthy and succeed in their studies." "This is a traditional festival of our Chinese nation. It's so meaningful. It's unusual. It's much better. It's so interesting and unusual. There are activities, studies and delicious food. This is a festival different from other festivals. It is much more interesting and meaningful than western festivals.
8. In my impression, Tomb-Sweeping Day is always bleak. But this year, when I went on an outing with my parents to worship my ancestors, I felt another side of Tomb-Sweeping Day. On the eve of the holiday, everyone was busy preparing to go back to their hometown, but I couldn't lift my spirits. It is said that "it rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die." How nice it is to stay at home. Dad said, "How comfortable it is to go for an outing in the suburbs!" So, in the blink of an eye, I followed my parents to Nakakoji. Wet roads make people slip. I only looked at the road under my feet, but I heard my mother say, "I hold you, and you enjoy the scenery around you." I looked up, only to feel a bright light at the moment: the old dark green leaves have not completely fallen, but the new buds have turned sharply, and the whole mountain forest is green.
9. Tomb-Sweeping Day reminds people of their ancestors and makes them nostalgic, sad and excited, which contains many deeds of their ancestors! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! When I stood in front of the martyrs' tomb, my heart was full of ups and downs and my thoughts were myriad. How can we disrespect you? Your brilliant achievements will go down in history forever! Your reputation will shine with the sun and the moon, and live with the rivers! We admire you, selfless heroes! It is precisely because of your countless revolutionary martyrs, your loftiness and your selflessness that today's peaceful environment and the prosperity of the motherland have been achieved. When you are buried, your story is over, and the rest will only be remembered!
10. Every year when Tomb-Sweeping Day approaches, there is always a faint and inexplicable sadness in my heart, which is not very strong, but it is also lingering, so it is entangled and entangled in my heart. The weather is very good these days. I don't know if it will rain in Mao Mao on that day in Tomb-Sweeping Day. It seems that with this rain, Qingming can show a touch of sadness and nostalgia. It was Qingming that completed the rain, and it was the rain that set off Qingming. Looking at the drizzle can arouse people's faint sadness and yearning. When I was a teenager, Tomb-Sweeping Day and rain were just a beautiful picture in my mind. In the drizzle coming with the wind, a poor poet riding a horse leaned over a little shepherd boy. He stood by the road, holding a whip in one hand and pointing to a straw house in the other. Above the thatched cottage, a red wine ribbon floats in the thin drizzle. This is probably from the poem Qingming. "It rains in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. " In my carefree years, this poem gave me such a beautiful artistic conception. The carefree time of teenagers is always short, just like flying kites in childhood. When the line is broken, it disappears without a trace and can't be found anywhere. Gradually, Tomb-Sweeping Day added a touch of sadness to me, which became heavier and heavier, especially after Grandpa left. In my impression, my grandfather is a kind old man, and he is very kind to me. Maybe it's because I'm good After Grandpa left, I feel very sad every year in Tomb-Sweeping Day and his memorial day. Some people say that other people's thoughts will fade with the passage of time. I think, maybe missing relatives is just the opposite. Even after a long time, every time I think of their voices and smiles, I always feel a little sour and cool in my heart. Even if it is ten years or decades, this feeling will not weaken or disappear, but will be stronger. Because of this, Tomb-Sweeping Day will become a day that has been circulated for thousands of years; The drizzle in Tomb-Sweeping Day will come one after another, which is probably a sad feeling in people's hearts. It's clear again "Men don't flick when they have tears." I can't shed tears, so it just rains in Mao Mao. I hope she can come as scheduled, even if the world wants to cry, it can't.