Sentences describing "funeral"

People from the village also flocked to visit this grand and decent funeral. The daughters cried and put a thick layer of rouge on their mother's feet and feet, and put a cinnabar in the middle of her hair. Daughters-in-law put sandalwood cream on her mother-in-law's forehead, wrapped precious sari, adjusted her clothes, pulled her shawl low and gave her mother-in-law a final touch. Colorful flowers, green leaves, rich sandalwood, garlands of various colors, and a' noise' make people unable to smell sadness-it seems that a rich housewife who has been away for 50 years has set off for her husband's family again as a bride. Mr. Mukherjee calmly said his last farewell to his wife, secretly wiped away two tears and began to comfort his crying daughter and daughter-in-law.

"That's great! Julie! " The muffled thunder-like praise shocked the clear sky, and the whole village set off with the funeral procession ... The crematorium was on the beach by the river outside the village. Wood, sandalwood chips, ghee, honey, rosin and dill resin, all of which are needed to burn the body there, are ready. ..... When the body was burned on a huge and gorgeous woodpile ... Everyone shouted the holy name of "Great Interests" in unison, and the son took the torch purified by the curse of the Brahman priest and lit the burial fire ... It is really difficult for me to talk about the fire in the son's hand. Sister-in-law J's husband, son, daughter, grandson, relatives and friends, servants-everything in the world.

Valeria went up and closed the eyelids of the deceased. According to the custom at that time, she stuffed a copper coin into the mouth of the deceased and asked him to pay Xinglong for the boat crossing the rushing Akron River. Then, the widow kissed the dead man's lips and said loudly according to the custom, "Goodbye! We will follow you in the order arranged by God. " Musicians began to play funeral music, and the devotees slaughtered many animals designated as sacrifices in the music, mixed their blood with milk, honey and wine, and then sprinkled them around the cremation pyre. After all this, undertaker began to pour sesame oil on the woodpile, sprinkle all kinds of spices, and pile countless laurels and garlands. The wreath is multipolar, not only covering the whole woodpile, but also stacked thickly around it. Thunderous applause resounded through Mars Square, responding to the young triumphalist and the marshal who conquered Africa's respect for the dead. A flame appeared and disappeared, and then spread rapidly. Finally, the whole woodpile gave off countless winding flames and was shrouded in clouds of fragrant smoke.

He glanced at the crowd standing around the grave. They are all policemen, all dressed in casual clothes, the same raincoats, the same straight black hats, and holding umbrellas like swords. These strange vigils blew them from nowhere, and their loyalty seemed unreal. Behind them, the city government band lined up in an echelon, dressed in black and red uniforms, and was urgently called. They all desperately protected the golden instruments under their coats. They just surrounded the coffin, which was lying flat over there, a wooden box, without wreaths and flowers, but it was the only warmth, buried in endless raindrops, which splashed on the ground monotonously, consistently and endlessly.

? Poems describing funerals:

Qin Feng yellow bird

Cross the yellow bird and stop at the spine. Who is Mu Gong? Ziche Yan Xi.

It is a centurion's characteristic to take advantage of this election. When you are near its point, you are afraid of its chestnuts.

If the sky is pale, it will destroy my love. If you can redeem it, you are a hundred people!

Pass through the yellow bird and stop in the mulberry. Who is Mu Gong? The sub-car is driving in the middle.

Take this trip, you just take precautions. When you are near its point, you are afraid of its chestnuts.

If the sky is pale, it will destroy my love. If you can redeem it, you are a hundred people!

After crossing the yellow bird, it ends in Chu. Who is Mu Gong? Chezhenhu

Wei this needle tiger, the imperial hundred husbands. When you are near its point, you are afraid of its chestnuts.

If the sky is pale, it will destroy my love. If you can redeem it, you are a hundred people!

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The Yellow Bird describes the martyrdom of a large number of living people after Qin Mugong's death, among which all three brothers of Ziche were martyred. The poem describes the martyrdom of the three brothers, shows the mourning and regret for the three strong men, and also shows the incomparable anger and strong protest against the inhuman martyrdom system. This poem mistakenly stops the yellow bird on the thorn tree, suggesting that the son of Ziche is buried in the wrong place. Such a capable warrior is also "alarmist", complaining about the cruelty of the funeral. This poem is very realistic. In the sixth year of Zuo Zhuan, Wen Gong once recorded that "Qin Bo was a good soldier, and three were chosen as rest, and Zhong Xing and Zhen Hu were martyred, all of which were good for Qin, and the Chinese mourned it, with their yellow birds."