200 words in Qingming Diary

The day is coming to an end, and there must be a lot of feelings in my heart. It's time to settle down and keep a diary. Before you write, you should consider the content and structure! The following is my carefully compiled 200-word Qingming diary. Welcome to read the collection.

Qingming Diary 200 words 1 It was sunny on Saturday morning, and my mother and I went for an outing in the suburbs. The golden sunshine shines warmly on us. The fields are so beautiful. On the one hand, rape blossoms in Huang Chengcheng are full of branches, and industrious bees are buzzing and busy collecting honey. On the other side, rows of green wheat are endless, and hardworking farmers' uncles are busy weeding in the fields. What a beautiful spring.

Today, my parents took me for an outing. People say it rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, but today is a sunny day and a good day for an outing. We came to the field and stepped on the green grass, feeling soft and comfortable. Rape blossoms, the whole field looks like wearing a golden crown, and the whole sky is dyed yellow. A breeze blew, and rape kept nodding, as if welcoming us. Hard-working bees gather honey from flowers and go back and forth. They are very busy. Beautiful flowers are flying among the flowers. They sometimes play and spread pollen. They are very happy. I am completely immersed in this field as if I were a part of it. Spring is the season of sowing hope. I want to study as hard as a bee.

Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. My parents and I went to Mochou Lake for an outing.

We went to Mochou Lake by motorcycle. I saw green willows and green grass by the lake. Mochou Lake is very big. There are boats and speedboats on the lake. There are many tourists here. Some of them fly kites, some row boats and some walk. I rowed and rocked the boat on the lake. I'm really happy!

Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional festival for people to worship their ancestors.

At noon today, we ate the "cake cone" early, and I followed my parents to my hometown-Shang 'ao's grave. I saw many people on the road, holding flowers in their hands, all ready to go to the mountains to worship their ancestors! Walking, I found many tadpoles, round heads and long tails like commas in the ditches along the road. I really want to reach out and catch them.

After a long walk along the winding mountain road, we came to the graves of Taigong and Taipo. Mother put fruit and flowers. I can't wait to kneel down and worship. I also made a wish in my heart: let Taigong Taipo bless our safety and health. After the worship, we went to other places to worship.

This morning, my mother took me to my grandmother's house. When I arrived at my grandmother's house, my sister cried with joy as soon as she entered the door. Grandma will invite us to lunch soon.

I went upstairs after lunch. My sister, who should have taken a nap, didn't sleep, because she was going to help grandma with the Youth League Committee this afternoon.

Want to know how the Youth League does it? Mix the dough first, then round the dough, then insert a hole in the small round dough with your forefinger, then pinch it with your thumb and forefinger, then add the stuffing, then round it, finally pat it flat, and steam it to get the hot green dough.

I am very happy to eat my own green ball.

Qingming Diary 200 words 6 The annual Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived. School is closed for three days. Grandma got up early in the morning to prepare sacrifices and packed a lot of green jiaozi to sweep grandpa's grave. Many relatives who didn't get home at nine o'clock came, and everyone set off for Jiufeng Mountain. There is a sea of people at the foot of the mountain, and many cars are parked on both sides of the road. Many people come to visit their relatives' graves.

After climbing the mountain for a while, I came to the cemetery. Grandpa took out the prepared tributes and candles and set them up. Dad cleared the weeds around the cemetery. Grandma lit incense and invited everyone to come to worship and pray for the ancestors to bless the family's health. When everyone is ready to worship, just pack up and go home down the mountain.

Article 7 of the 200-word Qingming Diary: "It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die."

Everyone knows that this is Qingming written by Du Mu.

Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day, and the whole family set out early in the morning. I came to the ancestral grave and lit some incense. I followed the example of my parents, bowed first, and then said something. I can't hear what my parents are saying, but my mouth is saying, "I want to study hard and get into college in the future." I know it's no use just talking and not doing. I have to act. Then, began to burn paper ingots, paperphone and other sacrifices. Someone kowtowed to the tombstone when it was burned. Finally, dad took out some food and wine. He poured the wine on the ground in front of the tombstone. So it's over.

This is our traditional festival in China-Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Every time I go to Tomb-Sweeping Day, I always think of a poem "Tomb-Sweeping Day" written by Yu Wang, which says: If you live in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine, your taste will increase. Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, Zhong Er, the son of the State of Jin, got great help from Jietui when he was down and out, and finally succeeded in becoming king. But when I rewarded my subordinates for their merits, I forgot the meson who made the greatest contribution. Jie Zitui is not a utilitarian, but he thinks that Zhong Er is not a wise king in this matter, so he quietly retired to the mountains. When Zhong Er woke up, it was too late. Begging meson to push back, he didn't agree. Later (when he was in Tomb-Sweeping Day), he thought of a loss and set fire to the seclusion of meson tui, thinking that meson could be pushed out. Who knows that meson has made up his mind, he would rather be burned to death than go down the mountain. Zhong Er was very sad. He ordered his subordinates to listen to their fingers for a few days to express his sadness about meson push-this is the origin of "Tomb-Sweeping Day".

Tomb-Sweeping Day's 200-word diary of Tomb-Sweeping Day Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional festival in China, and it is also the most important festival to worship ancestors and sweep graves.

Looking forward to the stars and the moon, the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day has finally arrived. Today, we brought wine, food, fruit and paper money ... When we arrived at the cemetery, grandpa first offered food to the graves of relatives, then burned the paper money, cultivated the graves, and folded some fresh green branches and inserted them in the graves. My sister and I put paste on grandpa's grave, and then put paper flowers and paper money on it. From a distance, the earth looks like wearing a colorful new dress. From a close distance, it looks like a beautiful umbrella. Dad hoed the weeds with a hoe and put some cigarettes in. We salute together, worship together, and finally go home for wine.

Qingming Diary 200 words 10 Fallen leaves return to their roots, flowers, are there tears? On Qingming Day, the rain is like a broken line, always welcoming this festival in rainy weather. I know tung flowers shed tears in the rain, and I have witnessed magnolia flowers fall to the ground when they meet the petals of rain flowers, so I am convinced that flowers will shed tears. A few days ago, when I approached a magnolia forest in the park in the early morning after the rain, the forest was covered with white petals, and the falling petals reminded me of the word flower sacrifice.

During my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day, it will rain most of the time. In a specific environment, people will not only see things, think of people, but also come into contact with scenes, which just confirms the poetic scenes and atmosphere of pedestrians on the road. This festival has wet weather and wet memories. On this day, even plants will shake off the leaves and rain scattered all over the place. When the weather is clear, trees and flowers will show their leaves, showing a vibrant scene.

Qingming Diary 200 words 1 1 Spring has come. My parents and I went to my grandfather's hometown, dong an town, to visit the sick old lady. Along the way, we saw willows sprouting and plum blossoms smiling, red and beautiful. On the roadside of grandpa's house, there are bright red unknown flowers. I picked some for my mother. My mother likes them very much. Surrounded by green grass, spitting sharp buds. My mother said that spring rain is as expensive as oil, rustling sand, rustling sand, grass will sprout and peach trees will blossom, which is a beautiful scene. Grandpa and I stacked the gold ingots together and burned them to our late ancestors to show our memory and wish everyone good health. Along the way, we sang and laughed. When the sun was about to set, we went home happily.

Qingming Diary 200 words 12 Tomb-Sweeping Day, my father, mother and brother went to Meizhou. Meizhou has beautiful scenery, and there are many tea trees and grapefruit on the mountain. There is a beautiful big garden behind grandpa's door. There are all kinds of flowers and trees here, including tea trees, persimmon trees and grapefruit trees. Red persimmons are as beautiful as lanterns. In spring, the camellias all over the mountain are really beautiful! There are many dishes in the garden behind grandpa's house, including Chinese cabbage, Chinese cabbage ... There are many small fish in the river, some are red, some are golden, very beautiful! There is also a kind of grass called fish grass, which can green the environment and feed fish.

The scenery in Meizhou is really beautiful! We want to make Meizhou more beautiful and richer!

Qingming Diary 200 words 13 On a sunny day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, we went to visit grandma's grave with my aunt. We presented flowers to grandma, and my mother and I made a wreath of weeds and small flowers by the field. After sweeping the grave, my mother took me for an outing. This is the first time my brother and I went to the fields in the suburbs. My brother ran around excitedly, lost a shoe and stepped on cow dung.

My mother taught us many wild vegetables: Malantou, Lycium barbarum, wild celery ... We pinched Malantou with my mother. Malantou is fat and tender with green leaves and red stems. The morning dew is still wet, and small snails and grasshoppers can be found in the grass from time to time.

At noon, the temperature rose, my mother set up a tent on a flat land, and my brother and I played heartily in the tent until the adults shouted for dinner.

Qingming Diary 200 words 14 Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. It never stopped raining early in the morning, perhaps this is a response to the poem "It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival". But it is difficult for children who have no place to play during the holidays. They are really free.

I kept pacing up and down the room, sometimes rummaging through toy boxes and sometimes moving books, but I felt bored. I caught a glimpse of Four Treasures of the Study in the corner-pen and ink. So I decided to write calligraphy here in Tomb-Sweeping Day.

I spread out the rice paper, dipped it in ink, and began to write calligraphy like flowing water. Write and write in an orderly way. The great poet Du Mu's famous article "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." It has been presented on paper. I write carefully and practice wholeheartedly. In a short time, the poem was practiced.

When I saw my calligraphy works, I suddenly felt that calligraphy is also a good pastime.

Qingming Diary 200 words 15 Others Tomb-Sweeping Day wants to go for an outing, but I am different. I think Tomb-Sweeping Day is a sad festival. And this is also because of my grandfather.

On that day last year, it was midsummer, but grandpa quietly left, and he rested forever. We are all very sad. My mother took my grandfather's bloodless hand and her clothes were wet with tears. I also cried with her. Mother calls for grandpa again and again! The people who came to help kept sighing, and my uncle and aunt were crying. I rubbed my eyes, which had been dyed red with tears, and felt dejected. The cherries and apricots in the yard drooped their heads, the persimmons and pear trees were silent, and the lambs in the yard kept moaning. A cold wind blew, and my heart was cold.

"It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival". Today is a day of mourning for the dead. I can't help thinking of my grandfather who loved me, but he's gone. I was immersed in memories. When I was conscious, I found my face covered with tears.

The 200-word article of Qingming Diary 16 came to Tomb-Sweeping Day once again. Today, our family came to our hometown-Ningxi, a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, to pay homage to our ancestors.

Due to the special traffic jam on the road, it would have taken more than an hour to get to the destination, but it took almost three hours to get there. We took out the offerings we brought, lit candles and other items to pay homage to our ancestors according to the custom, and then played. The Huangtan Reservoir here is crystal clear and sparkling, which is refreshing. On a lush bamboo forest, our group searched for bamboo shoots. There are also two pairs of ducks swimming freely in the stream, which makes people daydream in the depths of white clouds from time to time, and there are people fishing by the reservoir, which is a good leisure and a good time.

Qingming Diary 200 words17 April 5th is Tomb-Sweeping Day, and Tomb-Sweeping Day is Tuesday, which is to commemorate the dead ancestors and dead soldiers. Anything that is memorable can be commemorated. People buy some paper money and some yellow paper, then burn the yellow paper and paper money, and kowtow to the dead while burning the paper money and yellow paper.

In the morning in Tomb-Sweeping Day, my parents and I went to my grandparents' house to burn paper with the paper money and yellow paper we bought yesterday. My grandfather's grave is on Shangyuan Road, and my grandmother's grave is on the original site. When my father and I burned paper money and yellow paper for grandpa, I said, "Sir, you can buy anything with this money." Because my master was very kind to me before his death, but now he is dead.

Qingming Diary 200 words 18 When I got up in the morning, it was cloudy. Mother said, "Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. I'm going to visit Grandfather."

Our family of three went with firecrackers, flowers and paper money.

When we got there, the endless rape blossoms were golden yellow, and the faint fragrance of flowers floated in the wind. The willows on both sides of the road swayed as if they were welcoming us. My father started setting off firecrackers, my mother planted flowers, and then we kowtowed to grandpa three times.

I was about to leave when it began to rain. It's really "rainy in Qingming Festival". God seemed to understand people's hearts and began to cry. Rape flowers and willows on the roadside also bowed their heads. Qingming is really sad!

Qingming Diary 200 words 19 In the morning, my father asked me to see the weather outside. I opened the window and saw that the sky was gray and there was light rain in the sky. I said to my father, "it's a scene of continuous spring rain outside." Dad said, "Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day, and it always rains in Tomb-Sweeping Day, so the poet made a poem." I asked my father, "What is the name of this poem and how to read it?" My father read an ancient poem and said, "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road are dying. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village. " I don't know what this means. Dad said that this was the origin of Tomb-Sweeping Day, and Tomb-Sweeping Day was going to visit the grave. I thought to myself, I finally understood this day in Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Qingming Diary 200 words 20 Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived. Our tradition in China is to worship our ancestors, so today our class organized a memorial hall for revolutionary martyrs to pay homage to revolutionary heroes.

When we arrived at the revolutionary martyrs monument, we presented beautiful chrysanthemums and paid tribute to the team. At that time, I thought to myself that the revolutionary martyrs gave their lives in order to liberate China and let the people live a happy life. We should study hard now and make contributions to our country when we grow up.

Later, we visited the Revolutionary Martyrs Memorial Hall. Through the explanation of the instructor's aunt, I learned that the youngest martyr was only 8 years old, younger than us, and she died to save talents. I understand that helping others is a good thing, but we should not help others blindly on the premise of protecting ourselves.