Early April

Tomb-Sweeping Day 1 "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die." Whenever I read this famous saying, I always think of my dear grandmother.

Grandma is not rich, but a farmer who has saved money all her life. But no matter what I want, grandma will try her best to satisfy my wish. I remember once, I just mentioned to my grandmother that I wanted a doll. The next day, as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a beautiful and lovely doll on the bedside. Whenever I ask my grandmother what happened, she always replies, "The fairy must have known your wish and sent the gift in the middle of the night." It turns out that grandma is the fairy who gives gifts!

Grandma is very hardworking. She often does farm work in the fields, and it is not easy to rest. But whenever I come home from school, grandma will cook my favorite mung bean cake for me no matter how busy she is; Grandma is always the first to take care of me when I am sick. Grandma always accompanies me when my parents are not at home. My childhood was full of grandma's busy figure.

Grandma was born in the old society. She hasn't read any books and can't even write her own name well. So she often tells me to study hard to make up for her regrets. Whenever I get good grades in the exam, grandma will praise me to everyone, hoping that people all over the world will know her lovely granddaughter; Moreover, if I failed in the exam, my grandma wouldn't scold me blindly like mom and dad. She will only comfort me and try to restore my confidence.

Grandma left me for several years, but she will live in my heart forever. Qingming Festival is coming, I want to say to my grandmother in heaven: If there is next life, I will be your granddaughter!

When I was in Tomb-Sweeping Day, God sent many clouds, because today is the day for our children to worship their ancestors-Tomb-Sweeping Day. This year, my family also took time to go back to my hometown to pay homage to my beloved but deceased grandmother.

In this early morning, after washing in a hurry, we set off with that heavy heart! Go straight along the road until we come to a lake where there are bamboos. We stop because the destination is right in front of us.

This place has been occupied by weeds. I pushed the weeds away with my hands and walked along the path step by step. Finally, finally, a grave appeared in front of me, with a tombstone engraved with my grandmother's name. Seeing this tombstone, I can't hold back my tears any longer. I keep playing the happy picture of my grandmother and me in my mind: on a hot night, my grandmother sat by the bed, singing this ballad for me and gently putting me to sleep.

At this time, my father's crying woke me up: "Daughter, come and burn incense for grandma." I can hear my father's voice choking when he speaks. I took my father's incense, learned from his appearance just now, knelt on the ground, bent down, and sent three Xiangtou to my grandmother who loved me the most. Before preparing to burn incense, I held the incense high on my chest, closed my eyes and made a wish to my grandmother: Grandma, I hope everyone will be happy, without disaster or pain. Say that finish, I carefully put incense in grandma's grave, and then offered grandma a glass of wine. Seeing that the spilled wine was immediately absorbed by the soil, I felt relieved to see my grandmother drink all the wine I generously gave her. According to the etiquette of hometown, we finally burned firecrackers for grandma!

On the way back, I couldn't help looking back. The place is quiet, with lakes and plants, and the environment is not bad. I hope grandma can live a quiet and peaceful life there.

Tomb-Sweeping Day, Tomb-Sweeping Day is a beautiful traditional festival in China, which has been used to commemorate ancestors, relatives or heroic martyrs throughout the ages. Because it is a memorial to ancestors, many places are called "Ghost Festival" and a few places are also called "Cold Food Festival". In Tomb-Sweeping Day, there are many rich custom activities all over the country, such as sweeping graves, hiking, flying kites and inserting willows ... The most important thing is sweeping graves.

"It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die." This is a poem written by Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty describing Qingming. Come to think of it, Tomb-Sweeping Day always gives the impression of rainy weather every year. In misty and rainy Shan Ye, there are always three or five groups of grave-sweepers, and even one or two lonely people walk alone. Our family always goes to the grave together in the form of an outing, bringing food and water for the outing and having fun all the way.

My great-grandfather and great-grandmother's graves are on a high "Dream Lake" mountain in my hometown in the countryside, and they have to climb for a long time every time, so my grandfather always prepares crutches for us to climb. My family always likes rape flowers and unique scenery in the wild, and we frolic all the way up the mountain to sweep the grave. I asked my mother why Qingming wanted to sweep the grave. Mother replied, "Because winter went and spring came, the plants sprouted. Later generations think about the graves of ancestors, whether they were pierced by foxes and rabbits, and whether they collapsed because of frequent rain. Later generations should go and see for themselves. " When we sweep the grave, grandpa will uproot weeds and add new soil to the grave, and grandma will offer sacrifices, burn some wine and paper money. Dad will cut some bamboo branches in the small bamboo forest around him, hang a white note and insert it on the grave to show that someone has worshipped. Then everyone comes to worship with three incense sticks, and grandma will say "Bless the health of the whole family and my study and progress". ....

We use this simple ritual to express our fatigue and yearning for our loved ones. Tomb-Sweeping Day is not only a traditional way of missing relatives in China, but also brings us living people together and increases our feelings.

Tomb-Sweeping Day 4 "There is a lot of rain, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." The annual Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional festival of our Chinese nation. Tomb-Sweeping Day is also called Tomb Sweeping Festival, Ghost Festival and Ghost Festival. Although Tomb-Sweeping Day is not as grand as the Spring Festival in our hometown, my favorite festival is Tomb-Sweeping Day, because Tomb-Sweeping Day is very meaningful and interesting.

Our family's ancestral grave is on the scenic Beichang Mountain. The mountains are full of grave-sweepers, and the mountains are crowded with people. Look! Adults have prepared rich meals, snacks, fruits and drinks. Some carry them with poles, some with baskets, and my aunt carries hoes and shovels. We sing happy songs while walking, and we can pick wild fruits to eat. We talked and laughed all the way, and the whole family went up the mountain to visit the grave to worship their ancestors.

It's interesting for Tomb-Sweeping Day to visit the grave to worship his ancestors. There are many things to do. Finally, we reached the grave of our ancestors. All of us stood in awe at the graves of our ancestors. Our whole family was busy separately, some weeding, some adding soil, and soon the overgrown graves were cleaned up, and then grandpa put colorful paper money in front of the graves, and grandma presented fruits, snacks and other tributes. Then my cousin and I picked up two white flowers and respectfully placed them in front of our ancestors' graves. Finally, the worship ceremony began. The whole family kowtowed to their ancestors in order of seniority. Grandma is still mumbling. You see, grandma read: "Ancestors bless us, let our family be safe and secure, and bless our children's learning and progress ..."

After our worship, mom and dad began to burn paper money for our ancestors under the grave-money from the underworld. I stared at the curling white flowers, rich tributes and cigarettes, which made the grave more solemn. Looking at the sad expressions of the elders, my mood is also sad.

Grandpa touched my head and said, "Son, sacrifice to our ancestors to show filial piety and express our high respect for our ancestors." Ancestors will keep our family safe.

My mother told me that April 5th is the traditional Tomb-Sweeping Day in China, which started in the Zhou Dynasty and has a history of more than 2,500 years. Qingming is first and foremost a very important solar term. Qingming comes and the temperature rises, which is a good time for spring ploughing and planting. Therefore, there is a proverb: "Before and after Qingming, plant melons and beans" and "Planting trees is not as good as Qingming". It is the custom in our hometown of Tomb-Sweeping Day to eat cold food instead of fireworks in Tomb-Sweeping Day.

It's time for dinner. We ate near the grave and delicious food was brought. Today is all cold dishes. There are spicy potato chips, sweet wine, cold chicken, rice noodles, rice rolls and my favorite bait. We wolfed down delicious food and played on the hillside when we were full. Roll a few times and pick some wild flowers; When you are thirsty, drink a few sweet mountain springs; I played hide-and-seek with my cousin, which was very interesting.

In this meaningful Tomb-Sweeping Day, I learned that children should honor their parents and respect their elders.

I love Tomb-Sweeping Day!

Tomb-Sweeping Day Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived, and it began to rain lightly. Just like my mood at the moment, my parents and I are ready to go to grandpa's grave ...

Sitting in the back row, I saw some leaves and flowers on the roadside trees, including red, green and pink. It's really beautiful. Grass has sprouted from the ground, green and more beautiful with flowers. In previous years, these scenery always attracted me and made me linger, but today I don't know why, my heart is no longer on these scenery. ...

After more than an hour, we finally arrived at the place, and we went up the mountain with a sickle and a pack of sacrifices. Dad pulled up all the grass beside the grave, and my mother and I took things out and put them on the small table. Then my parents knelt in front and I knelt behind and started burning paper. Looking at those papers, my grandfather's kind face appeared in front of my eyes, and my grandfather's care and love echoed in my heart.

Grandpa used to bring me food every time I went out, such as a few chicken legs, which was my favorite. I always wanted grandpa to eat some, and grandpa said, "Qiqi, I don't like chicken legs." Please eat them. Eat more meat and you will grow taller. " When I was very young, I believed that my grandfather really didn't like chicken legs. Until one day two years later, I saw grandpa eating the leftover chicken legs in the kitchen. At that time, I knew that my grandfather didn't dislike drumsticks, but was reluctant to eat them and leave them to me. From then on, I only ate one drumstick at a time, and left the rest to grandpa. Grandpa left me many good memories when he was alive. Unfortunately, just last year, a sudden illness took his life.

At this point, I knelt in front of my grandfather and kowtowed to him three times, and my tears fell down. Grandpa, I will never forget you. I will definitely visit you at your grave next April. ...

Tomb-Sweeping Day is another year of Tomb-Sweeping Day, and we are going to pay homage to our ancestors.

Jiaozi, Tomb-Sweeping Day

Yesterday, grandma wrapped jiaozi, a turquoise skin, bamboo shoots symbolizing the arrival of spring, and my favorite pork. Soft and sticky Qingming jiaozi is our favorite. Jiaozi freshly baked is the most delicious. It's a little hard when it's cold, and it's not as soft and delicious as before. We put jiaozi in a bowl for our ancestors to eat, and I think they must like it, too.

Travel around Shan Ye.

We need to climb the mountain to reach the cemetery, and the cemetery needs to take many detours in different places. Without thinking about it, we started to climb the mountain according to the previous route and went to the Taigong Taipo cemetery first. The mountain road twists and turns. After the heavy rain, the soil under my feet is still wet, and there are some crystal dew on the flowers and plants on the mountain. The mountain road is tortuous, and sometimes you have to climb an extremely flat hillside.

Loyalty to ancestors

There are two evergreen pine trees on the tomb of Taigong Taipo, which go straight into the sky like the Royal Guard and protect them. Dad first cleaned up all the weeds in front of the tomb with a sickle, and then placed Qingming glutinous rice balls and a small glass of wine in front of the tomb. We also have to burn paper money for them to buy things in heaven. The black ash will rise after burning paper money. According to my father, the higher it flies, the happier our ancestors will be. Burn some incense after burning, and pray that they can bless us and bless us. I took it to my grandparents' cemetery and did the same thing.

Go home with dignity

Worship our ancestors, our mood becomes dignified. Even so, we still have to move on and go down the mountain the way we came. The path is still winding, and the sky is getting a little dim. We quickened the pace of going home. Anyway, we should go back.

Tomb-Sweeping Day Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day, a day to pay homage to the deceased relatives. In the morning, I went to visit the grave with my parents. On the way, I found that the busy streets in the past became much quieter. There are few pedestrians on the road, and there are few taxis that can be seen everywhere today. This reminds me of Du Mu's Qingming Festival: "It rains a lot during Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village. " This year's Tomb-Sweeping Day is also rainy in Mao Mao, which makes people inexplicably sad. When we came to the flower shop, we saw that the usual colorful flower shops were almost replaced by simple Huang Juhua and white chrysanthemums today. We bought a pot of chrysanthemums and then rushed to our destination.

As I approached Wang Longshan, I vaguely heard a string of firecrackers. It turned out that it was set by some grave sweepers, and there were some gray smoke floating in the drizzle, as well as floating objects in the air after the grave sweepers burned sacrifices for their ancestors. After I came to Longwangshan, my father sent flowers to the tombstones of my grandma and grandpa, lit firecrackers during menstruation, and my grandma was also burning sacrifices. After lighting the candles, we all kowtowed. Not far away, I heard some old people telling anecdotes about their childhood and scenes when their parents were alive. A few sighs came from time to time. Grandparents also talked about their parents when they were alive, and they were all talking about how happy the old people could live if they were still alive.

On my way home, I saw many cars parked in other places. My mother told me that these are the cars of people who came back from all directions to worship their ancestors. My mother also told me about her childhood. My mother said: "At that time, my family was not very rich, but my mother could always eat some cheap fruits from your grandparents and get some pocket money." My mother was a very happy child at that time. " Speaking of which, mom is a little sad. Although I have never met my grandparents, I wish them happiness and ease in heaven!

Tomb-Sweeping Day Every year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, we all go to the grave. It is said that the origin of Qingming comes from this: during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Zhong Er was rescued by meson, and later Zhong Er proclaimed himself emperor and changed his name to Jin Wengong. He wants to give meson an official position, but meson doesn't want to enter the officialdom. Then he accidentally set fire to the meson push. He deeply regrets it. According to the regulations, smoking and eating cold food are not allowed on this day every year, so Tomb-Sweeping Day is also called the Cold Food Festival.

On this day, I got up early to go to the grave with my parents. After dinner, everything was ready and we set off. Let's go to my grandfather's grave first. He has been dead for eight years, and we go to his grave every year. On the way, we walked through a forest, and some birds were singing happily in the treetops. A breeze blew and the flowers waved to us; The grass nodded to us; The little tree bent down to us. As if to say hello to us. A ray of sunshine shines on our faces through the gap, birds laugh, grass wakes up and flowers bloom. It seems that the pain and sadness when sweeping the grave have vanished. Everything was attracted by this wonderful painting. Such fine weather is in sharp contrast with the poem "It rains in the Qingming Festival" written by Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.

We passed a stream as clear as a mirror. Flow slowly; Looking around, white clouds are blossoming in the blue sky; Hillsides and meadows are green. "Tomb-Sweeping Day" is also called "Walking Festival". After more than an hour's journey, I finally arrived at the cemetery. We took out the wine prepared in advance, some dried vegetables (Sichuan proverb, referring to side dishes) and some things necessary for grave sweeping, burned paper money for grandpa and set off firecrackers. After the worship, we went to another grave.

When I got home, I couldn't help feeling that our happy life today was bought by those revolutionary martyrs with their blood and lives and the unremitting efforts of their ancestors. In ancient China, a writer named Sima Qian said, "People are inherently mortal, either lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai". We should cherish today and make their deaths more meaningful.

The sadness that Tomb-Sweeping Day can't shake away is the weather or the melancholy in his heart.

Near the Qingming Festival, the blue sky becomes gloomy, and the snow-like white clouds also dim. A few days ago, it may be clear in Wan Li, but it was misty and rainy in Tomb-Sweeping Day. Last year, Qingming seemed to have an appointment, and even the weather was amazing. However, in recent years, sunshine always brings sadness. It makes people want to cry, but it doesn't seem to fit the weather.

On Qingming Day, my family and I went to visit our long-lost ancestors. Today, one year later, when I set foot on this land again, everyone's mood seems to be less sad and heavy than when grandma just left. Maybe after so long, everyone has put it down! After all, the deceased is like a husband. Looking at grandma and them, I can't help but think of the days when grandma died. Everyone's eyes were red and filled with tears. Grandma and aunt's hair were dyed white. They are so miserable and hurt. But now look at them, there is no pain at that time, replaced by liberation! Everyone was silent in front of grandma's monument, listening to whispers in the distance. Can only be silent, capture the fleeting heartbeat.

After a long time, I packed my things and walked down the steps. Every step is difficult, and I am reluctant. On the way back, my sister asked me, where is grandma? I smiled and told her that grandma was watching us in the sky. She flies in the sky, and when she is tired, she will return to the ground and will come back. How ridiculous! I don't even know if it's true or not. I'm lying to myself, not to my sister. There was no rain in Mao Mao and no dark clouds along the way. Only sunshine, only smile.

Tomb-Sweeping Day 10 As the saying goes, "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival." But this time, it didn't rain at all in Tomb-Sweeping Day. It seems that God is deliberately against us. The weather is particularly sultry, and the wheat seedlings in the country seem to have withered a lot. The original vitality, the original light green and turquoise, gradually turned yellow, which is a stage of extreme water shortage.

It happened that I had a Qingming holiday, plus the original two sundays, I had time to save the wheat seedlings. My father took me on a journey home.

At noon, we finally arrived at our destination. When we got off the bus, we saw our mother coming to meet us. Her shoes are a little dry, full of mud, and her pants are soaked. Apparently, my mother was watering the wheat seedlings and came to pick us up when she knew we were back. Mother said, "Now is the time to water the wheat seedlings, and time is very tight. There are three or four families living in a well. " My father also quickened his pace, went home and changed into old clothes, and followed my mother straight to the wheat field.

I stayed at home with my sister, looked at my watch, it was ten o'clock, and then looked out. It was so dark that we couldn't see our fingers. While waiting, we gradually fell asleep. I don't know when my parents came back and went out at dawn in the morning.

At noon, mom and dad came back. They are covered in mud again. This time, my clothes are wet and my shoes are even wetter. My sister and I quickly helped dad take off his shoes. Wet shoes are really hard to take off. I immediately sat on the ground and we all laughed. Father's socks are wet, too I went to wash my father's wet socks and repainted my wet shoes. Mom is very tired, too. In order to let her rest, my sister went to cook. Mother said, "It's good to have two daughters. They help us wash clothes and cook. " Hearing this, my heart suddenly warmed up. I was really happy. I really hope that time will stop at that moment and our family will be happy forever. Both father and mother smiled with relief.

Tomb-Sweeping Day, which was originally silent, was especially warm this time.

Tomb-Sweeping Day 1 1 "It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival ..." It did rain in Mao Mao in Tomb-Sweeping Day that night. After the rain, the air is fresh, the dust on the flowers and plants is washed clean, and the fragrance of grass and flowers can be smelled. I found the big tree downstairs trying to grow small leaves after the rain.

Tomb-Sweeping Day is a time to remember the deceased relatives. Many people miss them in their own different ways. Our school also organizes students to visit the graves in the Martyrs Cemetery, so that we can all remember the martyrs who died for liberation.

Tomb-Sweeping Day is not only a sacrifice, but also an outing, an outing, flying kites ... On the first day of our short vacation, I made an appointment with several classmates to go to the water park. Visitors in the park are weaving, apricot blossoms are in full bloom, and it is white; Peach blossoms are also in bloom, pink and red; The grass is green; The leaves on the tree also germinated; The most beautiful is the willow trees by the lake, swaying with the wind and graceful. Let's run on the green grass. When we are tired of running, we will sit on the grass by the lake and chat. What a wonderful and pleasant thing it is!

This holiday, my uncle took me, my sister and grandma to play by the Taiping River. Many people go out for an outing by the river, and I also see people digging wild vegetables on the ground. There are many kite sellers in Jizhi Lighthouse in Taiping River Park, and all kinds of kites are flying in the sky. My sister and I are also running around with kites. We are very happy!

It is said that inserting willows is also a custom in Tomb-Sweeping Day. As the saying goes: "The Qingming Festival does not wear willow, the beauty becomes a bright eye", and there are also "willow green rain and dew; It is really interesting to say that wicker is dry and sunny.

Tomb-Sweeping Day is not only sacred and solemn, but also the breath of spring makes our hearts dance lightly. I like this heavy and happy season.

Tomb-Sweeping Day 12 Whenever someone thinks of Tomb-Sweeping Day, they always think of a poem, which is sung in the hearts of one person after another with people's grief! Tomb-Sweeping Day is a day for us to remember our ancestors, mourn and meditate.

Tomb-Sweeping Day always seems to be inseparable from the rain. This Tomb-Sweeping Day is a rainy day without rain.

It was Tuesday morning. It was a sunny morning, and the soft light shone on my confused face, which was wonderful. But my heart is full of sadness. We walked with heavy and sad steps to the graves of our ancestors.

Finally, we reached the graves of our ancestors, and all of us stood in awe. Dad handed me a burnt incense and smoked from time to time. The smell is so strong that I immediately look depressed and sad when I smell it. All of us took incense and made a 90-degree bow to our ancestors buried under the grave to show our high respect for all of them.

I turned around and picked up the flower basket I had already prepared and put it in front of their graves respectfully. The flowers in the basket are white, and several white ribbons are tied to them. Against the backdrop of several green leaves, it is even more solemn.

After the worship, we began to burn money for the elders under the grave. Grandpa knew that they played mahjong well, so he burned them more money, with 1 100 million, 200 million,1100 million, and told them, "Everyone has it. Don't rob. " I'm not superstitious about this, but I don't know how to believe in ghosts and gods at this moment.

In this raging flame, I was lost in thought. Ah, Qingming, who will not be affected by this thick rain of missing, who will not miss the dead ancestors. Plants are so bright on this day. Only you can pin my thoughts on me.

During the Qingming Festival, 13 refers to two fights, everything is old and new, and the earth presents a scene of spring. Now is a good time to go out and visit the graves in the suburbs. Why doesn't this Tomb-Sweeping Day go out to play?

Although the extraordinary period has broken the beauty of the Spring Festival, it cannot hinder the burial culture that has lasted for tens of thousands of years from the Qingtang site in Yingde, Guangdong. Stepping on a narrow path, it seems to be covered with dew. However, this yellow and slightly black land looks so different from the cement pavement. It is blocked by an almost vertical steep slope with only a palm-sized depression to help climb. After several twists and turns, my eyes suddenly opened up, the fields spread in all directions, and large tracts of rape flowers swayed with the wind. At first glance, the three cliffs are concavely folded. Looking back, towns and villages have long since faded out of people's sight, leaving only the golden and green oceans.

Further, we went deep into the dense forest, which was not as dense as the tropical rain forest, but the darkness on the ground undoubtedly showed the boundless canopy. At this time, there are no roads on the ground, and the dead branches and leaves are mixed with unknown plants. Walking on this forest path, from time to time, there came the crackling of branches and the melodious songs of birds, accompanied by insects, which made all the irritability disappear. The fragrance that belongs only to nature comes to the nose, and the fragrance of trees is unforgettable.

Nature's uncanny workmanship has been vividly reflected here. There should be a place where mountains and rivers are heavy and there is no road, but there is always a road that can make people have a bright future. With the soil getting softer and softer, the sound of flowing water makes people more determined and less confused. Following the sweet tips, a big lake comes into view. It is so green that it perfectly blends into the green ocean of the Woods. But it is so clear that you can see clearly the bottom of the water several meters deep. Soon, we reached the finish line. It is not so much the end as the starting point. The ancestors peacefully merged into nature and returned to the earth. Here, nature will protect them, and we should work harder to protect this unique holy place.

The scenery here is beautiful and the people are beautiful.

Tomb-Sweeping Day 14 "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." During the Qingming holiday, my parents and I went for an outing.

On April 2, we joined the army of traffic jams. Busy roads, countless cars and impetuous pedestrians form an ordinary landscape in the city. For more than an hour, our car entered the Jingcheng Expressway and bid farewell to the congested road. I enjoy the magic of spring to the fullest. The mountains are rolling in the distance, and the flowers are red and green in the vicinity. Unconsciously, our car drove into the mountains and bid farewell to the hustle and bustle of the city, which was really a bit uncomfortable. The mountain road is rugged, and several families are sparsely located at the foot of the mountain. The cattle and sheep on the roadside brought me some surprises. With the sound of running water, we arrived at our destination-Zhangjiatai, the most beautiful village in Beijing.

Zhangjiatai is located in the north of Pinggu, surrounded by mountains and next to a reservoir. We found a farmhouse and had a beautiful farmhouse meal under the hospitality of the enthusiastic female shopkeeper. There is Amin Great Wall not far from the village, which is different from the Great Wall we used to see. The Great Wall here has no walls. There is a beacon tower in a colorful place on the mountain. We climbed down this road to an abrupt end and couldn't reach the beacon tower. Maybe this is the style here. It was beautiful at sunset. The waters below the mountain are Yangjiatai Reservoir. Because it's only one step away from the beacon tower, I can't get there, so I can't help but leave some regrets in my heart. The sun was about to set, so we didn't look for a mountain road leading to the beacon tower to retreat. It is said that people in the village walk the Great Wall every day to strengthen it.

We went back to the farmhouse along the rugged mountain road and sat on the terrace to enjoy the Yangjiatai Reservoir in the sunset. The great lakes in Tianshui are so quiet at night, surprisingly quiet. Living in the city, I came to the mountains for a walk for the first time, but I was attracted by the quietness here, as if the mountains and lakes were sleeping.

Here, I forgot the hustle and bustle of the city; Here, I smell the air in Xinxiang; Here, I feel the honesty and sincerity of the mountain people. It also gives me an idyllic artistic conception of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely"

Tomb-Sweeping Day 15 Tomb-Sweeping Day is a time to commemorate the ancients. At this time, we should go to the graves of the ancients to buy something they like to eat and visit them.

At this time, people's mood is very heavy, everyone misses their long-lost friends, and the elders have left a deep impression in our hearts. This is the time for communication and visiting.

Although the old people are gone, their souls still live in our hearts. Many people will feel that the departure of the old man is a very sad thing. Everyone thinks so, but they often look back and think that the old man has done everything that should be done. It's a pity to leave at this time, but it's fate. As far as fate has let you go, you must have gone. At this time of Qingming, it is drizzling, which seems to sublimate this space for us and further evoke this yearning. Such a scene. I came to my grandfather's grave and saw his long-dead grandfather. It's really hard in my heart Grandpa died of illness. Grandpa was a great man and said nothing. Unlike other old people who are old, they just talk about it every day. Grandpa is a reasonable man. Grandpa died of esophageal cancer. Grandpa, we all came to see you. With this sound, everyone cried, thinking of his appearance before his death and the neatly dressed old man. Many years have passed in a blink of an eye, and grandpa's figure is still so clear. When we were in Tomb-Sweeping Day, we visited my grandfather to commemorate him and give him some gifts.

Tomb-Sweeping Day, a day to pay homage to our ancestors, deserves our inheritance and commemoration.