Missing relatives composition

I often hear the poem "I wish you a long life, a thousand miles away." Especially in the Mid-Autumn Festival, why do so many people like my favorite poem? I think it's time to talk about Su Shi.

Su Shi, a famous litterateur in the Northern Song Dynasty, seems to love life, but there is another flavor behind his poems. He used to be an official in the imperial court, but because he offended the emperor, he was demoted to the county as a county magistrate. On the Mid-Autumn Festival, people get together with their families, taste melons and fruits, and watch the bright moon. Only Su Shi is upset because he misses his younger brother. When he was a child, he played and read with his younger brother every day, and he was inseparable all day. When they grow up, they are separated. They go their separate ways, and seldom have the chance to meet each other.

I think the scene in those days should be like this. The moon gradually sinks in the west, and the moonlight shines on Su Shi's bed. Su Shi thinks: Why is the moon so round and bright when I am separated from my relatives? While complaining, he thought: Who hasn't been wronged and wronged in this world? No one's life is perfect, everyone has sad and unhappy times, as long as they can keep affection with their loved ones and be happy. Therefore, Su Shi wrote the Song Ci "Water Tune Song Tou", which was handed down to later generations. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs. It is difficult to complete this matter in ancient times. I hope people will live for a long time and be beautiful for thousands of miles.

This word expresses the feelings of many people who have left their hometown. Although I have never left my hometown, strangely, I can understand this feeling, so I like this word, especially the last two sentences. It gives me a feeling that Su Shi wants to use these last two sentences to tell people to cherish the good times with their loved ones, or they will never see them when they grow up.

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The author not only understands the literal meaning of Su Shi's "Shuidiao Tou", but also deeply understands Su Shi's life and walks into the scene where the poet is located, so that he can understand the word well: although the reader has never left his hometown, he still realizes the feelings that Su Shi wants to express. When students can't remember or understand a poem, they can learn as much about the poet's life and the background of poetry creation as the little author. Missing my loved ones Composition 2

Peach blossoms bloom again and again, and swallows go and come again, but why is my grandmother gone forever?

My grandmother loved me very much when I was a child, and all the good food was reserved for me.

when I was a child, I was always naughty, and I broke many clothes. A few days after a Chinese New Year, I scratched my new clothes on a wire because I was naughty, and drew a long gap. I went to my grandmother in tears. My grandmother said, "It's nothing. My grandmother can do magic, and the clothes will be fine soon." So you took out the needle and thread and began to sew my clothes very seriously, for fear that the needle would not be sewn well and would not work.

I don't often go back to my hometown after the fourth grade, but my grandmother still misses me. Every time I go back, I give me snacks that I don't usually want to eat, and I often give me pocket money to buy snacks and toys, and always play with me, which always makes me happy. They always say: they are not tired, they don't like to eat these snacks, and they don't spend much money.

But I know that it's not magic at all. They are not tired, don't like eating, and don't spend much money. It's because they love me that they told me these lies.

It's another year of traditional Tomb-Sweeping Day, and my heart is full of endless thoughts. Missing my loved ones composition 3

During the National Day holiday, my great-grandmother left, and she walked out of our human world and out of the eyes of our Chen family.

During the National Day holiday, my mother, my sister and my father traveled to Thailand. When my sister and I were swimming happily in the swimming pool in the hotel, my mother ran to me and my sister, and said sadly with tears, "Your great-grandmother left just now, and she was sick." My sister and I both cried, crying to all the hotel staff. I think: I must go to see my grandmother when I return home! Why did Grandmother die three days after the seventieth National Day of the motherland? Remember a famous saying in Taoyuan Sanjieyi in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms? That famous saying is "born on the same day in the same year and died on the same day in the same year". Grandmother didn't achieve the goal of "being born on the same day in the same year" or "dying on the same day in the same year", but she left peacefully when the 7th anniversary of the motherland was celebrated. Why did she leave peacefully when celebrating the 7th anniversary of the motherland? Because she is patriotic! Her patriotism is not a grain of rice but a mountain. I'm thinking about it. When I return to China, the monkey must visit the underground grandmother.

During the National Day holiday, my great-grandmother left. She walked peacefully and with peace of mind. I really miss her. Missing my loved ones composition 4

"I miss my loved ones twice during the festive season". The Spring Festival is coming. I miss my loved ones, and I miss my grandfather. Grandpa has a oval face. Although he is shriveled, he always shows a kind face.

"I miss my relatives more every festive season". The Spring Festival is coming. I miss my relatives, and I miss my grandfather. Because, they have left us forever.

I miss my grandfather, and his kind words make me unforgettable for a long time. Grandpa often says to me, "chubby, grandma and grandson, chubby, grandma and grandson. "The night before my grandfather died, I fed him a biscuit, and he smiled happily!

Grandpa smiled and said goodbye to us when he was going home. I didn't expect this farewell to be my last goodbye to grandpa.

I miss my grandpa, who has a oval face. Although he is shriveled and shriveled, he always shows a kind face, with a pair of smiling eyes under his thick eyebrows and a big mouth under his high nose. When grandpa got cancer, I sang to grandpa, and grandpa was happy with tears in his eyes. However, in the face of illness, grandpa never shouted pain and never shed a tear, so grandpa left us strongly.

at night, I look up at the starry sky. The stars are twinkling all over the sky. The two brightest stars are my grandpa and grandpa.

don't worry, grandpa!

I will study hard and earnestly, and I will never live up to your expectations! Missing my loved ones composition 5

It's raining hard and looking at my father's old back, I realize how happy I am now ...

-Inscription

Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. As a post- generation, I don't have too many thoughts and feelings about this festival. It seems that Tomb-Sweeping Day is as plain as ever for us new generations. There is no meaning in the past of our lives.

in the morning, my father dragged me out of bed and drove me to Chaoshan to worship my ancestors. This early morning has spoiled my good dream, and I am very dissatisfied, but I dare not complain about the majesty of Nai and his father in the past. I had to go to Chaoshan to worship my ancestors reluctantly.

my father and I came to grandpa's grave. Father arranged the sacrifice, holding three incense sticks in his hand, and made three bows respectfully. So, I followed suit and made three bows to worship my ancestors, just like my father did. My father looked at my naughty appearance and was very angry. He had to shake his head helplessly.

When the sun went down, a touch of the meeting appeared at the end of the day, and time slipped away in my laughter. My father and I came home. After a tiring day, I took an early bath and went to bed. Somehow, I lost sleep tonight, perhaps because I went to bed earlier. I just sat on the bed, looking at the cold moonlight outside the window, and I felt a little sad inside. Ears came a mumbling gibberish. Listen carefully again, the voice came from the restaurant, and I went to the restaurant with curiosity. I saw my father lying on the table, empty wine bottles littering beside him.

there was a whisper in my ear, so I listened carefully. "Don't, don't leave me, dad! I-I haven't had time to repay you! How could you leave me so cruelly? Dad ... "A tear flowed from my father's eyes, across the old face, and with a" click ",it flowed to the calloused hand, leaving a trail of glittering and translucent.

how could dad be like this? At this time, he was as confused and helpless as a lost child, crying for his father. Isn't the old father the greatest and strongest? Why is he so helpless and so small now? Missing your loved ones 6

The long autumn wind gently drives away the summer heat. The cool autumn wind quietly brings freshness. Soft autumn wind, quiet

At this moment, the bright moon is in the sky, the stars are shining around the moon, and everything is quiet. On the dark blue cloud curtain, such a moonlit night appears, showing an endless waterfront.

Mid-Autumn Festival every year, and now it's Mid-Autumn Festival. Because of love, ancient myths and some warm memories remain the same. Tonight, the moonlight is like water, and my heart is as weak as water, like my singing and dancing.

Walking alone under the moon along the riverside path, remembering the eight years when I lived alone with my grandmother, and mourning the separation of flesh and blood, heaven and earth! Tears welled up in my eyes ... Eight years of childhood is the pain that my words dare not touch. This poem at the moment, my distant water town, is my hometown month in the south of the Yangtze River bright and clean?

Approaching the Mid-Autumn Moon, let my heart always remember those warm moonlit nights and remember the lingering whispers of autumn. Looking up at the moon, the night is grey and the sky is windless, only the stains and spots after the birds.

The night is deep, tonight asking for the moon: Can there be grandma's moonlit night in the next Mid-Autumn Festival? Can there be a spring full of April lilacs? Can you allow me to sing the sadness and joy of stop for a minute? Is there a kind of heartache that continues ...

Looking at the south, Yue Bai tonight: May my grandmother be safe in heaven, and may my relatives be safe all their lives. Moon, you are the god of missing. Because of missing, we met the moon. The moonlit night is vast, but it is difficult to carry the long river of years.

Time and the running water around me will never come back, some people will never come back, and there are still many in the world. A person's moonlit night, quietly photographed the psychedelic night of Mid-Autumn Festival, hidden in the hearts of people who have the same feelings as me.

This Mid-Autumn Festival, because of love, my heart will become softer than gold. My endless thoughts are like flowing clouds beside the moon, soft and long. Perhaps, life has its own sadness, and it is impossible to engrave the once light of life. I feel sad at the thought.

it's a sad thing since ancient times that the night is deep, the wind is clear and the moon is bright, and the full moon is hard to be complete. Above the autumn water and beyond the moon, I can never get rid of many worries. Let me dip in a few drops of autumn night and write down these two short lines, and send a message to my grandmother in heaven, loving my relatives and wishing peace.

A person's moonlit night is full of words like water. Moon, don't let all my waiting be like smoke, and don't let the afterlife miss me ... 7

The annual Tomb-Sweeping Day is here again. I went to visit my grandfather's grave with my mother like last year. On the way, I kept asking my mother: "mom, mom, what does grandpa look like?" My mother always says kindly, "Just like my mother!" My grandfather died when my mother was in the fourth grade, and he didn't leave a photo. Whenever other students mention how good my grandfather is to me, I am always envious and sad.

When we arrived at our grandmother's house, we were greeted by a grandmother who was over sixty. I came to the room, folded the paper flowers, and also folded the thoughts into the paper. In the afternoon, the sun was shining, and my mother, aunt and grandmother went to the mountain to sweep grandpa's grave in the scorching sun. When I looked up at the foot of the mountain, I saw a green scene all over the mountain. My aunt carried a hoe to get rid of this clump of grass for a while, and then cut the thorn vine. Soon, a path was "opened" by us.

When I came to grandpa's grave, the first thing I caught my eye was a mossy clay pot, which was tightly sealed, only a small section was exposed from the ground, and it contained grandpa's ashes. Aunt and grandma started weeding. They hoed the mangosteen on the grave for a while, and then cut the weeds. Soon, the clean grave appeared before our eyes.

I quickly took out the paper paper tape from my bag and sprinkled it on my grandfather's grave. Finally, I put a bunch of beautiful chrysanthemums in a clay pot. I heard from my mother that chrysanthemums represent my thoughts for my deceased relatives. At this time, the tomb turned into a big flower chair like magic. Grandma also placed plump duck eggs, delicious meat, red apples, and sweet and delicious six-flavored candied fruit in front of the grave ...

We lit incense and lined up our hands with incense to worship grandpa. Then, we burned paper money and set off firecrackers. "Pa pa ..." The sound of guns seemed to be grandpa's blessing to us. Missing my loved ones composition 8

The footsteps of Qingming gradually entered, and I recounted the past events, and my sad thoughts spread in my heart. Perhaps it was the solar terms that reminded me of my mother-in-law in heaven. It has been six years since I thought of her,,,,

. Do you know that we miss you all the time, and every time I see your photos, I feel sad. My thoughts have gone back to the past. I remember that I just returned to my hometown from Jinan, and it didn't suit my appetite. You always advised me to eat more, and every time I had a pregnancy check-up, you accompanied me, making me feel no stranger in a different place. After the baby was born, you were by my side every day and every night, taking care of everything for me, but I naturally enjoyed it. I thought happiness would last forever, but I never thought that you had cancer only one and a half months after the baby was born. I didn't expect the sudden event. It was the first time I cried in front of you. My world seemed to collapse. I secretly cried many times when I saw other people's families living happily together. I even blame God for being unfair to me? In the days that followed, your appearance became thinner and thinner, your whole body was swollen, your eyes were concave and convex, and you even began to talk nonsense. Lying in front of you, I don't have much to say to you. At that time, I thought it was enough to take care of your diet and hunger. Who ever wanted to say goodbye to the world of mortals overnight? It was cloudy that day, and it was raining heavily outside. Watching your photos turn black and white, is this the final destination of human nature? I forgot how long I cried, but my hands and feet were cold and my head was dizzy, and my world seemed to be blank. Grandma, do you know? Every time I think of your last sentence: "I left nothing for you two sisters in my life, and I let you spend money with me." I will cry quietly. Every time I think of the look in your eyes when you want to see your grandson for the last time before you die, I feel sad. Do you know how much I envy other people's happy time with their children? Every time someone asks about the child's grandmother? It always makes me speechless. You left in such a hurry all your life, but you didn't give us a chance to honor you for the rest of your life? You have scrimped and saved all your life, but you have never enjoyed a day's happiness?

years are innocent, but time is ruthless. The gap in memory always snoops at night. I wonder if you are well in heaven? Who added clothes for you? Who keeps you warm? April was originally a spring season, but there was no happiness that belonged to me? The old courtyard at home has long been deserted, jujube trees have already blossomed, and those messy memories are buried in the old courtyard. And we