Tomb-Sweeping Day wrote 600 words in the second day of junior high school.

Tomb-Sweeping Day wrote five articles with 600 words in the second day of junior high school.

I thought time would erase everything. I never think that time can't make people forget everything. On the contrary, memories will only make people remember deeper and deeper, and thoughts will only get stronger and stronger. The following is a 600-word example of Tomb-Sweeping Day's composition in Grade Two. I hope you like it.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's second-grade composition is 600 words 1 Tomb-Sweeping Day, and it is bustling. Following in the footsteps of Zhang Zeduan, I slowly entered the Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival.

In Tomb-Sweeping Day in the Northern Song Dynasty, it was drizzling slightly, and the air was filled with the fragrance of rape flowers and wine. I'm wearing the Song Dynasty costume "Yellow Waist" and walking happily at the Tokyo Pier.

"Girl, in a sedan chair?" I saw an adult man, eight feet long, with a wide waist and big ears, a straight nose and a circle of beard on his cheeks ... Isn't this Lu in Water Margin? How did his fiery and keen Liangshan hero become a mere sedan chair bearer? I want to ask again, Lu has set up a sedan chair and set off.

Sedan chair, which I have seen in many TV dramas and scenic spots, always yearns for going back to ancient times and sitting comfortably in a big sedan chair. Today, I was sitting in Lu's big sedan chair. It's fast, but it's bumpy. I just feel that the hot steamed bread I ate in Tokyo in the morning is crawling around in my stomach, which is very uncomfortable. Unconsciously, the sedan chair came to Hongqiao. I opened the curtains and saw people coming and going on the bridge. There are people pulling donkeys and cows, girls with flower umbrellas, monks with beads around their necks, women carrying baskets, and children playing around ... There are many shops on both sides of the bridge, including cloth shops, restaurants and handicraft shops ... Can you open shops on the bridge in Song Dynasty? Hehe, good idea. Isn't it convenient and economical to open a shop on the 2 1 Century Bridge where land is so expensive today? The sedan chair is still running. I just look at the shops and pedestrians passing by outside the curtain and feel at a loss.

"baked wheat cake, baked wheat cake-baked wheat cake, baked wheat cake-"a series of long shouts sounded, so familiar, but I can't remember where this baked wheat cake is at the moment. I only felt that the sedan chair was getting closer and closer to the shouts and finally stopped. "Brother Song Wu, are cookies selling well?" "Brother, that's not funny. I only sold 10 biscuits in Songwu today! " ..... Song Wu actually sells baked wheat cakes, and brothers inherit their business? Tomb-Sweeping Day Liangshan heroes gather at Tokyo Pier to do holiday exercises? Suddenly feel interesting and strange. I bought a biscuit from Song Wu and held it in my hand. I ate slowly and continued on my way.

In a short time, we came to the countryside, where chickens and dogs heard each other, the land was flat and open, and the fresh air blew the curtain of the sedan chair, which was refreshing. "Girl, get off here! I'm going to the restaurant in Xinghua Village here to drink a bowl of wine and have a good time! " So this is the Xinghua Village written in Du Mu's poems! And I always feel that this place is more like a paradise in Tao Yuanming's works. In Xinghua village, there are large tracts of rape flowers that dye the land yellow; There are clear streams, fish playing happily in the water, farmers in plain clothes and the ancient version of "Wang Erxiao" herding sheep. Sometimes walking in the sea of flowers, sometimes playing among cattle and sheep streams. No worries, no sadness, no noise of tractors, no figure of cars flying by. Everything is so peaceful, simple and beautiful. I close my eyes, let the breeze blow my hair and let the drizzle wash my heart. I feel at ease. ...

Oh! Riverside map on Qingming Festival! Oh! My poem is very clear!

600 words of Tomb-Sweeping Day's composition in the second day of junior high school. The annual Tomb-Sweeping Day is here again. Like last year, I went to visit grandpa's grave with my parents. On the way, I kept asking my mother, "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. He didn't leave any photos. Every time other students mention how good my grandfather is to me, I am always envious and sad.

When we arrived at grandma's house, we were greeted by grandma who was over sixty. I came to the room, folded the paper flowers and folded my thoughts into the paper. It was sunny in the afternoon, and my mother, aunt and grandmother went up the mountain to sweep grandpa's grave under the scorching sun. When I looked up at the foot of the mountain, I saw all the mountains were green. Aunt carries a hoe for weeding and cutting thorns for a while. Soon, a path was opened by us.

When I came to grandpa's grave, the first thing I saw was a moss-covered clay pot, which was tightly sealed, revealing only a small section of the ground and containing grandpa's ashes. My aunt and grandma started weeding. They hoed the mangosteen on the grave for a while, and then cut the weeds. Soon, clean graves appeared before our eyes.

I quickly took out the paper tape from my bag and sprinkled it on grandpa's grave. Finally, I put a bunch of beautiful chrysanthemums in front of the pottery jar, and I heard my mother say that chrysanthemums represent my thoughts for my deceased relatives. At this time, the tomb became a big flower chair like magic. Grandma also placed full duck eggs, delicious meat, red apples and sweet and delicious six-flavored preserves in front of the grave. ...

We lit incense, held it in a line with our hands, and offered it to the public. Then, we burn paper money and set off firecrackers. "Clap your hands ..." The sound of guns seems to be grandpa's blessing to us.

Suddenly, my nose was sour and I cried: "Grandpa, foreign husband, I want grandpa!" " "Mother said to me," Don't cry, son! "People can't be resurrected after death. Although your grandfather is gone, he knows that his grandson is healthy and good, and he will be very happy. As long as you study hard and get a good grade, it is the best thought for grandpa. " I nodded wisely. Later, my mother took my hand and walked down the hill with her family.

"It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die ..." Grandpa, I must study hard and strive for better results.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's second-grade composition 600 words 3 Winter has passed and everything has revived. At this time, the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived again.

Tomb-Sweeping Day, also known as the Walking Festival, is at the turn of mid-spring and late spring, that is, the first 108 day from winter to the future. It is a traditional festival in China, and it is also one of the most important festivals to worship ancestors and sweep graves. The traditional Tomb-Sweeping Day of the Han nationality in China began in the Zhou Dynasty and has a history of more than 2,500 years.

According to legend, during the Spring and Autumn Period, Zhong Er, the son of the Jin Dynasty, was exiled, hungry and dizzy on the way, and the minister meson pushed the meat cut from his thigh for him to eat. Later, my son Zhong Er became Jin Wengong, and the loyal minister forgot to recommend him. When Zhong Er remembered this incident, Jiezitui refused to be an official again and lived in Mianshan behind his mother's back. Zhong Er asked Yamakaji to force him out of the mountain, but the fire burned for three days and no one came out. He went up the mountain and found himself and his mother burned to death. There are blood poems on the burnt willow; "Do your best to serve you, and may your master always be clear." Therefore, Zhong Er designated the day when Yamakaji was released as Cold Food Festival. The next day, Zhong Er climbed the mountain to pay homage and found that the old willow tree was resurrected. He named it "Qingming Willow", and named it Tomb-Sweeping Day, in order to pay homage and encourage himself to be diligent and clear.

People all over the south of the Yangtze River pick cotton vegetables in the fields, also known as "Daqu grass", which is called "Foer grass" in Chinese herbal medicine books. It has the function of relieving cough and resolving phlegm. It is mixed with glutinous rice flour, softened, stuffed with sugar bean paste or shredded white radish and bamboo shoots, and steamed into transparent fruit. Its color is blue, and it tastes particularly delicious. Every time I go to Tomb-Sweeping Day, every household has to make a kind of food called Qingming fruit, which is used to sweep the grave and worship the ancestors. It tastes particularly delicious.

"It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls ..." Every year in this solar term, we will meditate on this poem by Du Mu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, to express our feelings for our ancestors.

On this day, we will come to the grave, place a bunch of flowers, burn some paper money, express our thoughts and blessings to our loved ones, and silently pray for them in our hearts, wishing them a happy life on the other side of heaven. At this time, we can't help but recall the years they spent with us, and those pictures seem vivid. It is precisely because the martyrs exchanged their blood and lives for our happy life today and for today's peace and tranquility.

I like Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's second grade composition 600 words 4 It rained in the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die. This is a famous Qingming poem. It is said that the traditional Tomb-Sweeping Day in China began in the Zhou Dynasty and has a history of more than 2,500 years. Tomb-Sweeping Day is first of all a very important solar term. As soon as Tomb-Sweeping Day arrives, the temperature rises, which is a good season for spring ploughing and planting. Therefore, there is a saying that "melons and beans are planted before and after Qingming". Agricultural proverb "Planting trees is not as clear as Qingming". Later, as the days of Qingming and cold food approached, cold food was the day when people banned fire to sweep graves. Gradually, cold food and Qingming became one, and cold food became another name of Qingming and became a custom of Qingming. On Qingming Day, there are no fireworks, only cold food.

There is a legend about cold food: It is said that during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Shen Sheng was forced to commit suicide because his concubine set a poisonous plan to kill the prince in order to let her son inherit the throne. Shen Sheng's younger brother, Zhong Er, went into exile to escape the scourge. During his exile, Zhong Er suffered humiliation. Most of the courtiers who went out with him went out one after another. Only a few loyal people have been following him. One of them is called meson push. On one occasion, Zhong Er fainted from hunger. In order to save Zhong Er, Jiezitui cut a piece of meat from his leg, cooked it with fire and gave it to Zhong Er. Nineteen years later, Zhong Er returned to China and became the monarch, that is, Jin Wengong, one of the famous five tyrants in the Spring and Autumn Period.

After Jin Wengong came to power, in addition to meson push, he offered many rewards to courtiers who shared his joys and sorrows. Someone defended meson in front of Jin Wengong. Jin Wengong suddenly remembered the past and felt guilty. He immediately sent someone to ask meson to take the imperial court to be rewarded as an official. However, after several trips, the meson could not be pushed. Jin Wengong had to please. However, when Jin Wengong came to the meson pusher's house, he saw that the door was closed. Jiezitui didn't want to see him, and had already been hiding in Mianshan (now southeast of Jiexiu County, Shanxi Province) behind his mother's back. Jin Wengong asked his body guard to search Mianshan, but he couldn't find it. So, someone had an idea, saying, it is better to let Yamakaji go, set fire on three sides, leave one side, burn it and the meson will come out. Jin Wengong ordered the promotion of Yamakaji. Unexpectedly, the fire burned for three days and nights. After the fire was put out, the meson was not pushed out after all. Looking up the mountain, the mother and son were holding a charred willow tree and were dead. Jin Wengong looked at meson push's body and cried for a while. Then I buried the body and found that the back of meson push was blocked by a willow hole, as if there was something. Take out a look, turned out to be a skirt, with a blood poem:

I hope your master is always clear.

It is better to be a ghost than to accompany you as an exhorter.

If your master has me in his heart, remember that I often reflect.

I have a clear conscience in Jiuquan, diligent and honest.

Jin Wengong hid the bloody book in his sleeve. Then meson tui and his mother were buried under the charred willow tree. To commemorate Jiexiu, Jin Wengong ordered Mianshan to be changed to Jiexiu Mountain, and an ancestral temple was built on the mountain, and the day when Yamakaji was released was designated as the Cold Food Festival, telling the whole country that it is forbidden to set off fireworks and firecrackers on this day every year and only eat cold food.

Tomb-Sweeping Day, also known as the Cold Food Festival, was attached great importance in the Tang Dynasty, and meson allusions became the important connotation of Tomb-Sweeping Day. "It tells future generations that being an official should be as honest and clean as meson pushing. Every time I go to Tomb-Sweeping Day, people should reflect on themselves while remembering their old friends. "

Tomb-Sweeping Day's 600-word composition in the second day of junior high school is called Qingming, because everything is pure and clear, and it should be clear when it is covered. Tomb-Sweeping Day is one of the 24 solar terms, and it is a traditional festival in China with a history of thousands of years. I think its meaning is different in everyone's mind.

It's raining outside the window, as if with this rain, Qingming can show its faint 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. "There are many rains during the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." Du Mu's beautiful sentences appropriately express this hazy grief. This rain is either crazy rain or gentle drizzle. From early morning to dusk, it is dotted with sad and lonely grave sweepers. In the misty rain of Shan Ye, on the muddy road, or in groups of three or five, or one or two lonely shadows, limping alone.

This is probably the feeling that Tomb-Sweeping Day brings to most people.

However, who said that Qingming can only be filled with such sadness? In my eyes, "a few early warblers compete to warm the trees, and whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud." Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. "Is the best description of Tomb-Sweeping Day. And that nameless melancholy, although it should not be easily discarded, should also be sealed out of our hearts. It seems that with this rain, everything can be more vigorous and ready to go. Looking at this spring rain that nourishes everything makes people look forward to the future. " Qingming holiday! At first glance, this inspiring word seems to be a buzzword among students in Tomb-Sweeping Day today. Compared with Mutu's poems, this is really superficial, but I think it contains feelings of clarity, new and old, modernity, samsara and secularity. The living will always become the dead. 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 in my heart.

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 cry. But when I miss the person I love and shed my tears, memories are no longer just the burden of life. Once again, we feel the love and warmth in the world, put our broken hearts together and raise the sail of life again with a smile. We feel that things are impermanent and life is short. Once we really loved, there would 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.

Smile and slowly overflow your lips. Today, it should be sunny.