Tomb-Sweeping Day went to visit his father's grave.

Tomb-Sweeping Day went to his father's grave and said the following:

1, another year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, another sad thing in the world. This is a kind of sadness that can't be washed away with tears. Aiko has never let go of his thoughts about you, and he can only miss you all his life.

2, Qingming sweeping the grave to pay homage to his father, the warm feeling of fatherly love was in front of him, vivid and cordial before his death, and the sound of heartbeat was heard in his ear. Eighteen years of yin and yang, thousands of dreams break tears and wet pillows.

This is the first Qingming when mom left us. Mom, I miss you! Although I had no regrets before my death, I was helpless and had to be filial again. Sacrifice to the grave to mourn, and there are chairs in the heaven of goodness.

4. On the third anniversary of my loved ones, I went to visit the grave to worship, and my mood gradually calmed down and relieved. People have lived all their lives, and everything is autumn. I hope the parents in heaven are all well and protect future generations!

5, parents still have a place to go in life, parents only have a home in life, cherish the parents in front of them. There is a kind of happiness that parents are alive and cherish the present.

6. All I see are memories, all I think of is the past, and all I say is regrets. Since then, your parents have slept, and I have been thinking about it!

7. It is another year of Qingming, remembering the loved ones who have passed away forever, sweeping graves, waving paper and offering flowers, and expressing love for the deceased. I only hope that the kingdom of heaven will be good and everyone will laugh.

8. I went home after my parents died, and there is no reason to go back to my hometown in the future. I can't forget it. I cried a thousand lines. There is no father or mother in the world, and the autumn wind is full of rehmannia, and no one asks me to add clothes.

9. Another year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I returned to the place where I was born and raised, and went to visit my mother's grave. The memory of childhood has been blurred, and the old house where I once lived has been ruined.

10, every time I go home to go to the grave, only I can understand the pain in my heart! Dad, when I miss you, I can only look up at the sky, so that tears will not flow down, but they will still flow down.