Tomb-Sweeping Day remembers the martyrs.

Tomb-Sweeping Day paid homage to the martyrs. First, the tomb of the martyrs was washed away in the clear rain, and the soul of the hero was sacrificed.

No matter when, people will always remember you, my beloved revolutionary martyr. Although your hero's body will never be seen in this world, your soul will live in our hearts forever!

Thirdly, I smiled at the sky from the horizontal knife and went to two Kunlun mountains to remember the unyielding spirit of the martyrs.

Fourth, the heroes of the green mountains and green waters still exist, and the pines and cypresses can comfort the spirits after their death!

Verb (abbreviation of verb) Tomb-Sweeping Day mourns the selfless and fearless dedication of the martyrs! Their spirit lives on forever!

6. Without the sacrifice of martyrs, there would be no good life today. We will study hard and live up to the expectations of our ancestors!

Seven, although the beautiful scenery is good, the moon stars are rare. Spring breeze has solved thousands of snows, and the backup is unforgettable!

Eight, you use the desolation and profundity of a monument to prove to time that generations have fallen and stood. When you climbed the wyndell dichinson, you gave your whole heart to Mother Earth. This kind of heart merged into a huge torrent, only to burst out a splendid china!

Martyrs, on this solemn day, I salute you and learn from you. Your patriotism has taken root in China!

Those martyrs who fought for their country, I will be proud of you when I grow up. On the journey of youth, I will be proud of you!

Eleven, Tomb-Sweeping Day, remember the martyrs, Sri Lankan people have gone, my heart is still missing!

Twelve, heroes are always loyal and have long blood!

13. Don't worry that your strength is too small. Any vast history is driven by the pinion at the grass-roots level, and the fine character of our ancestors will continue to develop. This is the best way for us to remember our ancestors.

On a wet rainy day, you propped up a rainless sky for me. I am your windbreaker, umbrella and lightning rod rain or shine, and we meet without regrets!

Fifteen, the loneliness in the excitement, the excitement in loneliness. The feeling of missing you is to drink a cup of coffee with wine. Will you miss me?

Sixteen, wandering alone in the Internet, drama is full of eyes. How can there be a lover who tells the story of Qian Qian? Looking, looking, everything in the world is doomed.

Seventeen, there is always a constant wait in the faint, there is always an eternal expectation in the evening breeze, there is always a lonely figure when you are lonely, and there are always tears when you miss you.

Eighteen, the deceased is so long, and the living is so sad! The voice, face and smile are vivid in my mind, and the teachings are still in my ears, but the guests are dusty and sad.

Nineteen, in this season when catkins are flying and cherry blossoms are in full bloom, thousands of pieces fall. Tomb-Sweeping Day will be here soon. On this day of love, we should know how to love and how to love more than before!

I met you among thousands of people. Among thousands of people, I just caught up. Time is in the desert, neither earlier nor later, just to ask gently? What a coincidence;

Tomb-Sweeping Day paid homage to the martyrs. Life is a fragile thing, and many things can be changed in an instant. Whether it is a contradiction or an argument, learn to open your heart and you will be happier. Friends are forever, so cherish them.

22. I waited for you hopelessly, waiting for you to arrive unexpectedly, and the sunset could not shine on my sadness. I want to know whether you are my passer-by or I am your passer-by.

Twenty-three, the spring breeze and spring rain are strong, and the peach blossoms are red; The kite has reached the blue sky, and people are laughing on the swing; Tomb-Sweeping Day has a leisurely trip. Send a short message to say hello.

Flowers can be folded straight, so don't wait until there are no flowers. Do you know the meaning of this sentence? In other words, when I have you, I will cherish you.

Twenty-five, there is no need to feel that things are impermanent and life is short; Once you really love, there will be no regrets in life; Even in the corner of the world, even if there is an insurmountable gap, as long as there is love in the heart, life will have tomorrow.

Twenty-six, what is fate, the ancients said: fate, starting from the circle, is doomed, that is, fate? . It takes a hundred years to help each other in the same boat, and a thousand years to share a bed. Treasure it!

Twenty-seven, there is always a constant wait in the faint, there is always an eternal expectation in the evening breeze, there is always a lonely figure when you are lonely, and there are always tears when you miss you.

It's my fault to know you, it's my intention to miss you, it's my tacit understanding to love you, it's my kindness to hold you, I'm sincere if I don't see you, and I'll give up if I don't see you!

Twenty-nine, wandering alone in the Internet, drama is full of eyes. How can there be a lover who tells the story of Qian Qian? Looking, looking, everything in the world is doomed.

Thirty, dusk to the breeze attic, the moon is thin. Beautiful women are twice as delicate and delicate, and they are extremely delicate. Between talking and laughing, I made a vow to heaven. Waiting for a thousand years, my heart will not change!

Treat life with an understanding heart, treat life; Infect life with a happy heart, infect life; Be grateful and appreciate life. Tomb-Sweeping Day, care for life, live happily, and wish you all a happy holiday!

Thirty-two, turn over the calendar when you are free, and you have to work overtime this Saturday; Tomb-Sweeping Day was busy before, and he was in no hurry during the holiday; In order to have a happy long vacation, don't worry about going to work continuously; Friends remind you to be careful and adjust your rhythm. Tomb-Sweeping Day sends health information to customers.

Wandering alone on the Internet, drama is full of eyes. How can there be a lover who tells the story of Qian Qian? Looking, looking, everything in the world is doomed.

I only care about you because I love you. When I don't care about you so much, it proves that I don't love you anymore. Then I must have left this world.

Thirty-five, beautiful scenery and good scenery; Moon and stars rarely sacrifice more scanning.

The grass has grown in Fei Ying, and our friendship has deepened. Not because the peach blossoms are exhausted, but because they are reduced. The kite floating in the spring breeze represents my idea. Tomb-Sweeping Day, we haven't forgotten each other.

Thirty-seven, the willows are happy, the spring breeze is smooth, and small messages make happiness fly. Every year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, sadness melts in the dust and mud in the spring rain. Tomb-Sweeping Day forwarded short messages to make the most beautiful flowers of happiness bloom in colorful spring.

Thirty-eight, pines and cypresses and emerald stones are still full of snow; During the Qingming Festival, the winter jasmine blooms with reverence, solemnity and piety. I would like to dedicate this couplet to the heroes who have lived through the ages! May friends be healthy and young!

39. Dear brothers and sisters, how are you? When Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived, we all missed our parents who had left. Let's pay homage to them in different places, and let me bless you in different places!

Forty, seeing things and thinking about relatives often dream; Words and deeds are still in my ears.

Tomb-Sweeping Day commemorates the martyrs. If one day, the world changes and the sea becomes a mulberry field, will you spend the long night with me?

Forty-two, April in Xiangxi is the season of grass growth in Fei Ying. On this day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I don't know when, in the foggy sky, misty smoke has floated down, and the crystal dance in the air seems to be softly calling for the warmth of early summer.

Whenever this day comes, it will always remind people of something in the past. The lost people carry countless thoughts. If you are really good for him/her, please be happier!

44. When love is strong, you can know the depth. When your heart is in pain, you will never be apart. May I meet your god, and may I snuggle up with you.

Forty-five, Qingming misses the heart, and the thoughts on the road are in the heart. Ask where the truth is and send a short message to warm people's hearts. Gently brush away the distant water, what a dream it is. In those days, dreams were brave. Since ancient times, getting old is a normal state. May it be safe and rich.

46. From acquaintance to love, without knowing each other, love is like a high-rise building without foundation, and eventually becomes a ruin. However, I will never regret it, because we once loved!

Forty-seven, the clear grass is delicate and green, which is our new clothes for the martyrs; Qingming poplar is tall and straight, and it is the steel gun we gave to the martyrs; Clear white clouds float into the distance, which is our call to the martyrs; The clear drizzle is floating, pinning our thoughts on the martyrs!

48. Not all memories should be accompanied by sadness, and not all memories should be annotated with tears. Memory is for memory, and memory is for illuminating the way forward.

Forty-nine, I miss you so much. You are still where you are and never left. You won't let us read your story alone and imagine your back. You left us an immortal spirit and a splendid civilization today.

50. This is a road red with blood, and they exchanged blood for us today. How many days and nights, how many times of pain and suffering, but they faced it without hesitation and opened up a world for us!

5 1. Remembering the revolutionary pioneers and inheriting the revolutionary tradition.

52. How many heroic deeds have been recorded in the long history, and how many people have given their precious lives to defend their motherland and hometown. The martyrs left, but their deeds will become an indelible monument in the hearts of our descendants.

Fifty-three, Qingshan buried loyal bones, and the history books contained meritorious deeds. Revolutionary martyrs are immortal.

Fifty-four, recalling bitterness and sorrow, thinking of heroic tears. Today's Qingming, I only hope that heroes will stay in history!

Fifty-five, Qingming Festival, standing in front of the tall martyrs monument, we remember you and our ancestors! It is because of your dedication and sacrifice that we have a happy life today. May your revolutionary spirit be immortal!

56. Surrounded by pine trees, the White Pagoda stands tall and the revolutionary martyrs are immortal.

Fifty-seven or thousands of years ago, the ancients lamented Qingming. Thousands of years later, as the hope of the country's future, we cherish the memory of Qingming and the martyrs who shed their blood for the founding of New China. This is your festival, and your spirit will grow around us forever!

Fifty-eight, the immortality of the soul, let us be solemn for the name that has never gone far away!

Fifty-nine, once, Qingming was engraved on a stone tablet, drawing infinite sadness to recall; Nowadays, Qingming is buried in my heart and has integrated the reasons and motivation for moving forward.

Sixty, sing a strong hymn, forge a tough character and a revolutionary spirit without regrets. You have created an immortal history in the face of war and personal progress!

Tomb-Sweeping Day commemorates the martyrs. We must not forget the deeds of those martyrs. On this day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, we will pay homage to the heroic spirit of upright character and pay sincere respect to them.

Sixty-two, time goes by, and heaven and man are separated forever. Years have passed, and my thoughts are endless. Under the Qingming rain, it is another year to meet, the living meditate and the dead rest in peace.

Sixty-three, Qingming, this special day needs to be remembered. Remember the power of sentiment, wipe away the tears of remembrance, inspire us to move on, study hard, love my China and bless our motherland!

Sixty-four, looking back at the bleak place, there is no rain or shine.

Sixty-five, the soul of the martyrs, immortal.

Sixty-six, another year of Tomb-Sweeping Day, another year of rainy season. Qingming depends on the past, the past depends on the past, the pace is still the same as before, it is only like yesterday. Once upon a time, I couldn't stop thinking about the indelible past. I just wanted to be safe.

Sixty-seven, Qingming, heavy thoughts. Pay tribute to the heroes who serve the country and the people.

Sixty-eight, you dyed the flag red with hot blood; You blocked the enemy's gunfire with your thin bodies; You fought for our freedom with practical actions. In front of the mountain, you are so small; But in our hearts, you are so great.

People who have made great contributions to the motherland in the past. We are seeing him off at the moment. Say to him: you will be immortal and go down in history.

History will not forget you, nor will the people, because you are the most respectable people in our hearts!

Seventy-one, you pushed the dragon's body with your thin body, which promoted the glory of China. May the country prosper and the heroic spirit last forever.

Seventy-two, they paved the Kang Ming Avenue with their bodies; It was they who dyed the eastern sun red with blood; They dedicated their precious lives to their motherland. They are the most dazzling stars in this pure land, and martyrs are our pride and pride.

Seventy-three, the male monument stands tall, that is your tall figure; The ever-flowing stream is your immortal soul; Evergreen pine and cypress is your eternal heroism; Blue sky and white clouds are the habitat of your hero.

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