Grave sweeping composition

No matter in school or in society, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition is a transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from a compressed and concise language that one can understand to a developed and standardized grammatical structure that others can understand. You always have no way to write a composition? The following is my carefully arranged composition about sweeping graves. Welcome to share.

Grave-sweeping composition 1 This afternoon, I went to sweep the grave with my parents, aunts and uncles. Dad said: "Tomb-Sweeping Day is on April 4th every year, that is, next Thursday. It is the tradition in China to visit the deceased relatives on April 4th. Because there are many people coming to the cemetery on April 4th, we should come early." .

It didn't take long to drive to the foot of the mountain, thinking, "It should be near the cemetery." Unexpectedly, my father said, "It will take half an hour." . I was very surprised. The road turned seven turns and eight turns, which took us to the left and right. Sure enough, 38 minutes later, I finally arrived The cemetery is on a hillside with good scenery. The cemetery is really surrounded by pines and cypresses. Looking at the distant mountains, I saw a slow river, looked at the pine trees by the river, and looked at the shepherd boy riding on the back of cattle by the bungalow. This situation reminds me of a poem: what I saw.

Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. Then we will continue. We finally found the tombstones of my great-grandmother and great-grandfather. I swept the floor on them first, and my uncle wiped it again, which was more tidy. We bowed three times, then I tore some flowers and left.

This weekend is really meaningful!

Tomb-Sweeping Day is not as lively and festive as other traditional festivals, and Tomb-Sweeping Day is particularly deserted and sad, but people will not go to Tomb-Sweeping Day just because Tomb-Sweeping Day is deserted. No matter in a foreign country or a foreign land, people have returned to their hometown and motherland from all directions, no matter how far away they are, because they are eager to go home.

Qingming always gives people the feeling of rain. Perhaps only this rain can reflect the faint sadness and nostalgia of Qingming, from morning till night, as if God is crying.

On that day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, the gloomy sky was raining in Mao Mao, just like a family's heavy heart. Mom, dad and grandma and I went to Wanshou Mountain to sweep grandpa's grave. Wanshou Mountain is very quiet and cold. I still feel a little cold after wearing three clothes. It takes money, flowers and wreaths to sweep the grave ... I started to sweep the grave. My mother was in charge of inserting incense, my father was in charge of hanging garlands, and I started burning Mingbi. When I was burning Mingbi, I always saw my grandfather take care of me before his death. Grandpa takes good care of me. He takes me to school and home every day.

There are four people in our family who are immersed in sadness. The saddest thing is grandma, who whispers at grandpa's grave, as if grandpa is around, and as if she is afraid of waking the people who sleep below.

Some people say that the feelings between people will become weaker and weaker with the separation, and I think my feelings for grandpa will become stronger and stronger. The longer Grandpa left me, the more I felt the warmth and depth of Grandpa's love! It's chilly around, and there are people sweeping graves in groups of 351 on the mountain to help the old and the young. Have a plenty of one or two lonely figure, walking alone on the mountain road.

It was still raining when I came home, and the drizzle reminded me of too many past events. My grandfather and I were separated by Yin and Yang, and we were in tears.

Grave-sweeping composition 3 It was Tomb-Sweeping Day that day, and I went to Yueshan with my father, grandmother and cousin to sweep grandpa's grave.

In order to alleviate the loneliness of driving, I brought a "brain teaser". We talked and laughed all the way. How happy we are!

When I got to grandpa's grave, I grabbed a broom and swept out the hay on the grave, but some of it stuck to it, and it took me a lot of effort to sweep it several times before I cleaned it. At this time, my father and grandmother lit candles and incense and inserted them on a protruding stone in front of the tomb. We burned three pieces of paper, one on top of the other, and the smooth side was outside. I broke some first, and then put them in the fire together. Hoo hoo! Burning produces sound. We took turns to pad with plastic bags and bow to grandpa, while grandma muttered something to herself. ……

After sweeping the grave, we went to pick pine needles. Grandma said that pine needles can cure all diseases, but the tree should be more than three meters. The branches of pine needles with three needles are the best, those with four needles are the best, and those without roots are the best.

I saw a pine tree about five or six meters high, so I ran to find Trident, but I saw many things like insects on it, and I was afraid to take them. Dad came and got two sacks, so I asked, "Dad, what are those on the tree?" Flowers? ""Well, flowers. " I listened to it and took it off. My father said, "But ..." I heard it and threw away the bug with a scream. " What? You scared me to death! "I said." Hahaha! "Dad smiled and said," how dare you? " ……

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Finally, we packed two sacks of pine needles, one big and one small, and went home …

Grave-sweeping Composition 4 Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day, and I will go to grave-sweeping with my family in the afternoon.

The air is filled with the breath of spring, and the sun shines warmly. Through the window, I saw the golden rape flowers blooming vigorously, swaying in the warm wind, emitting a faint fragrance. The willows on the roadside are green and dripping, but they bow their heads shyly in the spring. Unknown florets are colorful and bloom most warmly. I seem to hear the buzz of bees, and I can't help but feel happy.

Finally arrived at the cemetery. When you get off the bus and look into the distance, a large number of glistening tombstones are arranged neatly, and there is a dark green straight pine next to each tombstone, which adds a solemn meaning. Continue to walk inside, and soon find Grandpa Tainai's grave. Grandpa put the willow branches already prepared in front of the grave and lit the paper gold ingot with a lighter. Suddenly, a small black spot appeared on the gold ingot, and it was still expanding slowly. White smoke rose from the edge of the black spot, and the black spot gradually swallowed the whole ingot and began to attack other ingots. In a blink of an eye, an orange fire burned enthusiastically, and the gold ingot was reduced to ashes bit by bit, and the plastic bag also burned, emitting a pungent smell of smoke. After burning, there were great-grandfathers, great-grandmothers and great-grandfathers, and many ancestors. ...

Finally burned out, walking on the way back, I felt a little heavy, and my eyes were all occupied by dark green and pale. Suddenly, a trace of disharmony came into my sight. I saw dozens of plastic bags of various colors scattered on the edge of the road ahead, on the light green grass, and even on the branches, just like the devil, shining in the sun, and the plastic bags on the branches shook with the wind. Walking through a small river, beside the green water, the garbage in large stalls runs rampant unscrupulously, emitting a stench. I can't help but frown.

When I got back to the car, I saw colorful flowers and golden rape flowers. I don't know why, but I feel a little disappointed.

I came to the campus with firm and heavy steps. In a short time, the students in our class were divided into four columns, holding plain paper flowers, and solemnly walked down the teaching building to join the other four classes. Today we are going to visit the grave, and the extremely solemn expression makes us behave exceptionally along the way.

After a long time, we finally reached our destination. The sorrows and sorrows over the martyrs cemetery are low, and the whole courtyard is surrounded by pines and cypresses, which makes our mood even heavier. The memorial ceremony began. The staff first introduced a martyr named Li, and I felt very admired. Martyr Li led the devil to another road for everyone's safety. At this point, the bullets have been used up, leaving only two grenades. Before long, a Grenade exploded, leaving only the last one. At this point, the martyr was seriously injured and could not get away. He thought of the last way-mutually assured destruction. When the enemy approached him, he detonated the Grenade. It is said that. The martyr was only 18 years old when he died. Hearing this sentence, my heart suddenly trembled: eighteen! This is the age to go to college, how young! He should have swam in the ocean of knowledge, but he gave his life for his motherland.

The oath and the speech are the same, and finally it is the turn to recite. Chen, a classmate of my class, led the students present to read Tomb-Sweeping Day, Qinyuan Spring Snow and Manjianghong. The voice is so clear, so powerful, word for word, full of heroism and passion. Then there are paper flowers. We are all looking for the memorial tablet of martyrs, and put the flowers in our hands in front of the tomb of martyrs. I gave the flowers to the martyr Li because I was moved by his loyalty and unyielding spirit. At this time, I found that some flowers were blown to the ground by the wind, so I bent down to pick them up and put them where they should be. Looking back, I found that Li's tomb was full of flowers, and the names and deeds of the martyrs' tombs in the sea of flowers could not be seen.

As time goes by, we will leave and return to campus with a memory, a respect and a determination.

This meaningful memorial service aims to remind us of history, martyrs and national humiliation. Yes, we can't forget those pains, and we will cherish and protect this hard-won peace.

This Saturday is the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day, and Tomb-Sweeping Day is a day for people to pay homage to their ancestors, express their grief and tell their homesickness. With the progress of the times, people have gradually formed some good customs of civilized sacrifice:

1, civilized sacrifice. Replacing the previous offerings and paper money with flowers, tea and tree planting has two advantages: first, environmental protection, especially tree planting, can indirectly contribute to greening while beautifying the environment of ancestors' cemeteries; The second is safety. In the past, the news that burning paper money often caused mountain fires, burned a large area of forests and brought harm to people's property safety was not uncommon, because they did not confirm whether the "residual fire" was extinguished when they left.

2, frugal sacrifice. Lowering the head to clean the tombstone is used to mourn and avoid the waste caused by carrying a lot of offerings. As long as we hold the memory and gratitude for our ancestors, simple forms can also express our feelings about the memory;

3. Green sacrifice. Take public transportation measures, such as buses and subways, and try not to drive private cars. First of all, it can reduce traffic flow, reduce traffic congestion and save the time we spend on the road; Second, it can reduce automobile exhaust emissions, provide a fresh air for Tomb-Sweeping Day, and give you an environment for hiking, and feel the wonderful breath of nature in spring while remembering your ancestors.

I hope that from now on, we can start from ourselves, make civilized sacrifices and live a green, civilized and safe Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Tomb-sweeping composition 7 Qingming is in early spring and March. Spring is bright, everything is revived, the climate is pleasant and full of vitality. This is a good time for spring outing and suburban entertainment, so it is naturally a good time for people to enjoy outdoor sports and have fun in the countryside around Qingming Festival.

Although the Tomb-Sweeping Day mentioned in this paper mainly refers to festivals rather than solar terms, the atmosphere of Tomb-Sweeping Day provides important conditions for the formation of Tomb-Sweeping Day customs in terms of time, weather and climate characteristics, and this solar term should be regarded as one of the origins of Tomb-Sweeping Day.

The annual Tomb-Sweeping Day is here again. Like last year, my mother and I went to visit grandpa's grave. On the way, I kept asking my mother, "mom, 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 a photo. Whenever 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 a grandmother who was over sixty years old. 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. My aunt hoed this clump of grass with a hoe for a while, and then (. ) cut the thorn vine for a while. Soon, a path was opened by us.

When I came to grandpa's grave, the first thing I saw was a mossy clay pot, which was tightly sealed, revealing only a small section of the ground and containing grandpa's ashes. Aunt and grandma started weeding. They hoed the mangosteen on the grave for a while, and then cut the weeds. Soon, we saw a clean grave

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 the pottery jar, and I heard my mother say that chrysanthemums represent the loss of loved ones.

Miss. 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 incense in our hands, and lined up to worship grandpa. Then, we burn paper money and set off firecrackers. "Clap your hands ..." The sound of guns seems to be grandpa's blessing to us.

Grave-sweeping composition 8 Saturday, this day is Tomb-Sweeping Day, and this day feels "there are many pedestrians during the Qingming Festival." This sentence.

We set out to visit the grave in the morning. The origin of this Tomb-Sweeping Day is to mourn Jie. It was early, and a lot of fruits were prepared for our ancestors. Finally, we got up. It's muddy because of the rain. When we came to the grave, there were many weeds on it. The adults picked up hoes and started weeding, and then set the dishes. When you're done, start worshipping. We lit it and knelt down to kowtow. Then we started burning paper money. Grandma said some words of blessing and we set off firecrackers. Each of us ate something at the grave to show our respect for our elders. It looks very lively, in fact, each of us has a sad heart. We are separated by yin and yang, and we can only express our grief in this way.

It's raining lightly, as if it were the response of our relatives. Grandma's heart is very heavy, because I know grandma's mother died when grandma was less than 9 years old, and she brought up other brothers and sisters. Grandma is worried that our hearts are heavy. I mourn for my great-grandfather and great-grandmother who have never met before, burning incense on the pillar. On this day, everyone's mood is heavy, and their loved ones have passed away and separated from each other. Whenever Qingming comes, we will eat cold food without fireworks, which is also one of the customs of Qingming and a respect for the deceased relatives.

"It rains in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village. " I silently read this poem in my mind, silently waiting for the next Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Grave-sweeping Composition 9 Winter has passed, everything has revived, and the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived again. "There are many rains during the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." Just like the poem of the great poet Du Mu, most of the time in Tomb-Sweeping Day is accompanied by drizzle every year. Although it didn't rain in Tomb-Sweeping Day this year, it was very cold. The day before, the sky was clear in Wan Li. Does it have to rain in Tomb-Sweeping Day? This question is beyond my understanding. Tomb-Sweeping Day is a festival for people to remember their loved ones and martyrs. On this day, people will bring flowers, paper money and fruit snacks to mourn their dead relatives.

On that day in Tomb-Sweeping Day this year, my mother woke me up early in the morning and took me to my uncle's grave. We also went with menstruation, my cousin, my cousin. On the way, I saw everyone's expression was very sad. My uncle died of cancer last year. He died at the age of 4 1 year. When my uncle was alive, he loved me very much, sometimes even more than his own son and my cousin. Whenever there is something I like to eat in his house, he always calls my mother or keeps it for me. In front of me, he often shows me a scene that makes me happy. "Is it delicious, Niu Niu ..." I remember that during the Spring Festival one year before his death, he bought a lot of fruits and fireworks, which made me take away a lot. Thought of here, my nose is sour and tears come to my eyes. When I came to my uncle's grave, my mother laid out the fruit snacks we brought, and then lit paper money. We bowed one by one. This is, I saw my mother sitting on the ground all the time, and she just looked at the grave. Menstruation beckoned me to help her up. I didn't move. I knew she missed her brother very much. It was a long time before mom got up and we went home together.

On the way home, I asked my mother, "Why do we have to burn paper to sweep the grave?" My mother told me, "This is a custom for many years. This is to send money to people in the underworld. " Yes, I often see people burning a lot of paper, wreaths and community fires at funerals. Every time I see this, I think to myself, "Is there no other way to express our grief?" "Isn't this a waste?" "Is this safe?" I remember reading a similar article on the internet, advocating green Qingming and environmental protection Qingming. Yes, if you can both mourn and protect the environment, why not?

The coming of Tomb-Sweeping Day (10) also ushered in the day of grave-sweeping. The next day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, my relatives and I are going to Sheshan Village in Xianju.

That morning, my parents and I went there. I didn't stand there for long. I asked, "Where does Dad go to sweep the grave?" Dad replied, "Don't worry, don't worry, just follow the crowd when everyone arrives." After waiting for a while, everyone finally arrived.

It turned out to be on the mountain, so I firmly followed them to the ground. On the way, I saw a bamboo forest with many bamboo shoots beside it. It is said that this kind of bamboo shoot is called Mao bamboo shoot. Some bamboo shoots are long and thin, some are big and thick, and some are only about the length of a pen. After crossing the bamboo forest, we came to the grave-sweeping place. This time, the objects of worship are my grandfather and my father's grandfather. "Ah, you are burned." Uncle, uncle, aunt and several children all started work, and the children removed all the grass from the grave.

My uncles and aunts began to put all the good food and good wine they brought on the big stone table in front of the grave, with candy, bananas, screws and fried noodles on it ... After a while, my uncles cleaned up the things on the table and said, "Ok, now take turns to worship." It's my turn to worship, saying: Taigong, Taigong, I, I've come to see you for the fifth time. Please let me read better. Uncle bowed down and said, "Please wish us happiness."

Some friends said, "Please wish us a better life, so that we can get knowledge and information happily at school, study hard and exercise well." After sweeping the grave, we slowly left Sheshan Village, and I think what others said in front of the grave will come true.

Grave-sweeping composition 1 1 "It rains a lot during Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village. "

Another year in Tomb-Sweeping Day. It's April 4th in Tomb-Sweeping Day this year, and our custom is to visit graves. In some places, people will touch eggs. We should go to the grave again.

We prepared some things and walked step by step along the muddy mountain road. The most interesting thing is that my brother fell down at once, haha! I just worshipped Taigong, Taigong and Taigong's grandmother. After a while, when we arrived at the grave, we set the dishes we brought, poured the wine we brought, and started. First, give the earth god some money, then light two candles and put the incense in front. Our children "hit" a branch while they were free.

At first, we came to pay homage to these deceased predecessors, and everyone was mumbling something, as if very sad. The most interesting thing is throwing screws. Everyone says that throwing screws can build tall buildings. Everyone quickly threw them away. When we finished throwing them, our hands turned into "black palms", but we were all very excited. How can I clean these "black palms"? It's a good thing someone brought wet wipes It's really a timely help.

But burning paper money is also interesting. First, we divided the money into three piles. When one pile was lit and thrown down, the fire would burn more and more brightly, and smoke would billow behind it, but we still insisted on throwing 100 yuan, gold ingot, 1 00 million yuan, cars and other things into the fire, and some of them disappeared. I was in a hurry, because I was the only one, and everyone went to another sheet piling to burn it. Fortunately, grandma made it for me. It turns out that the fire is under the money. Isn't it prosperous when you turn it over? Then, I suddenly realized that all of a sudden, the paper money was burned out, the fire just went out, and ashes like butterflies suddenly fell from the sky. We finally bowed our heads down the mountain and picked up something to eat. On the way down the mountain, we ventured together, crossed a shallow stream and rushed down the hillside. Ah! That's great. We played a few times.

Alas! This grave sweeping is the most exciting, but we can't stop the passage of time. We are all looking forward to this kind of grave-sweeping, because many relatives came from afar to mourn their dead relatives during their stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day, which is the cultural tradition of China people. We are all waiting for the next grave.

Grave-sweeping composition 12 Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. In the morning, I went back to my hometown to sweep the grave with my brother, mother, father and grandmother.

On the road, I found many tall and thick cypresses on both sides of the road, about six stories high and about the size of a bowl. Looking up, I jumped up in surprise. It turned out to be a tornado-like bird's nest, too big to believe my eyes. There is one not far away, and there are even two bird's nests on a tree. When you walk, there are more than 30 nests. How I want to stop the car and make a mark on the tree with the bird's nest so that I can see the eggs and birds after the summer vacation.

I also found that the willow not only germinated, but also grew small green leaves, which were very beautiful like the long braids made by my mother. While I was enjoying the scenery, something unfortunate happened. My brother wants to fight: "Stop the car, I want to fight." But my dad said, "Ninja." However, my mother and I have prepared convenient bags. After a while, I saw something was wrong with my brother and said, "Why don't you get a convenient bag quickly?" My brother threw up after we put up the convenient bag. Maybe I didn't hold on and spilled it on my pants, my mom's pants and my dad's pants. My dad was unlucky, because the bag was leaking and his pants were wet. We quickly opened the car door and let him stand outside and vomit. After he threw up, we hit the road again.

Unconsciously, I came to the wheat field, green wheat, and the breeze blew like green waves. Further on, I saw three mounds surrounded by mud, which turned out to be cemeteries. Mother said, "This is your grandfather's grave. The front one is that you are too old, and the front one is that your wife is old. " My mother didn't have enough food and warm clothes when she was a child. It is your grandfather who saves money for her mother to go to school. Today, in memory of him, Tomb-Sweeping Day comes to visit the grave every time. "Mother said that she wanted to keep her home safe, while taking out paper money and gold ingots from the basket. After lighting, a puff of smoke appeared, as if it had been received there, and there were offerings such as roast chicken, bananas and white wine. I bowed and knocked four heads.

We had a big lunch, played for a while and left. On the way, I slept and had a dream that my master let me eat bananas. It was a long sleep. After waking up, I asked my mother, "Are you in Puyang?" Mother said, "Just in time."

Although I am very tired, I am still very happy because I have learned a lot.

Grave-sweeping composition 13 Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived, and all our fourth-grade teachers and students went to the Martyrs Cemetery to sweep the grave!

We were all very excited along the way. After several roads and schools, we finally arrived at our destination-Rugao Martyrs Cemetery.

See here surrounded by cypresses, sadness and low, let us respect the martyrs. When we entered the garden, the first thing we saw was the statue of He Kun, commander of the 14th Red Army. I saw his right hand akimbo and his eyes staring at the front seriously, as if shouting, "Soldier, go!" " "Seeing this, my passion is surging, and the fatigue of the long journey seems to be swept away.

Later, we came to the Three Artillery Sculpture and listened to the staff introduce us to the heroic deeds of the martyrs. Then we clenched our fists in the right hand and solemnly swore: "Inherit the revolutionary spirit, inherit the legacy of martyrs, study hard and strive for strength."

Later, we walked into the exhibition hall of martyrs' deeds, only to see the shining names of martyrs and the heads of countless martyrs carved one by one. From a distance, the photos look like rain, and it makes me sad to think that so many soldiers have died because of the motherland. The helmet of the captured Japanese army was covered with blood; The saber with a knife wound seems to be accusing something; The most horrible thing is the torture of martyrs, which is really shocking ... Seeing this, I seem to have a tragic picture before my eyes: the martyrs braved the danger of bullets and bravely killed the enemy. Every soldier has only one thought in his heart: defeat the invaders! Give me back China!

Finally, we walked on the way back to school in the sunset. At this time, on the road, we can no longer see the classmates laughing and laughing, and we can't hear our constant complaints ... This grave sweeping has baptized our hearts and sublimated our spirit! Martyrs, rest in peace! With us, the future of the motherland will be prosperous!

Grave-sweeping composition 14 20xx April 4th, Tomb-Sweeping Day. Come in the morning and you will know today's task! There is no doubt that ancestor worship and grave sweeping. Anyway, after dinner, I rushed back to my hometown, where I was born, with my grandfather. Drop in on my kind grandmother.

On the way, I was really touched! There are so-called "gold ingots", "silver ingots" and "paper money" along the way. The white sun shines on it, but it sets off another kind of brilliance ~ Passers-by who come and go are all in this mood of ancestor worship, and most of them are running outside the city, heading for the mountains to hide the green and the roofs to collect their souls.

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After returning home, I chatted with my grandmother, cleaned up a little, and set off for the ancestral grave. The cold wind whizzed on the road, but the biting cold didn't feel anything. When I arrived, I stood on the bumpy field road and looked at the dim mountains, suddenly feeling open-minded ... The depression in the school was instantly resolved. However, after I took a few steps forward, my brow wrinkled, and the smoke coming from Fenshan was disgusting. That's the smell of burning paper products ...

But there is no way, such a thing is called "custom" by my father. When I rushed into the crowd, I was completely speechless: flying paper embers, diffuse smoke, heat waves coming from my face, noise around my ears ... these are really torture and pain for me! I couldn't help it, so I ran out and walked around outside the crowd with a water bottle in my hand, admiring the mountain. As for the ancestor worship army, give me a break! I will faint on the spot in that environment. ...

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After coming home from ancestor worship, my only feeling is, dizzy. Such an activity is also called remembering the ancestors? Burning paper money and sweeping graves? I'm afraid the meaning of the word "ancestor worship" is not that simple. Perhaps there is no need to make the smoke so messy, polluting the air, wasting resources and time. In fact, the sacrifice should be to sweep the grave with awe and recall the influence of the glory of ancestors on future generations. Perhaps, the tomb is located there, and the requirement for our descendants is not to burn paper money, but to remember that there was such a person in this land, but now he is tired and wants to sleep. A bunch of flowers and a respectful heart are enough ... there's really no need to go to so much trouble! Face the ancestral grave, close your eyes and let your soul be washed here!

Tomb-Sweeping Day, my father and I went back to our hometown to visit the grave.

It's raining, just as the poet Du Mu said, "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." Everything between heaven and earth is shrouded in this long and sad rain and fog.

Looking out through the window, although it is drizzling and foggy, you can still vaguely see the faint turquoise, like flowing clouds passing by the window. When I got off the bus, I finally saw the elegant scenery, clear and bright, bright and clear, with sadness and sadness.

Walking on the muddy yellow and black path, we didn't have an umbrella. The blue-black rocks on both sides of the path are also silent and lonely. When I came to the grave, the blue tombstone stood in front of me, solemn and solemn. There is a green tree above the grave, covered with vines. At this moment, it does not dance lightly with the wind, but hangs down the branches and leaves wet by the cold rain, as if bowing its head and crying. I looked at its tough branches and thought: its roots must be deeply rooted in this grave.

After the grave-sweeping, when I went home, the scene was still deeply imprinted on my mind. There seems to be some unspeakable connection between roots, graves and soil, but I can't understand it at the moment.

By chance, I suddenly understood the meaning. Roots are the foundation of all things, and roots are the source of all things. Our "roots" and "roots" are ancestors, just like roots embedded in the soil, providing nutrients and making the branches above thrive.

At this point, I finally understand the meaning of Tomb-Sweeping Day: Qingming is the root. Qingming means telling us not to forget our roots, remember our ancestors, be grateful to our ancestors, and cherish our relatives who are still around.