Information on the blackboard poster commemorating the martyrs during Qingming Festival

Introduction: On the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and homeless birds fly all over the sky, singing continuously. How can those sob-like calls not make people heartbroken? The following is me We have carefully compiled the template information for the Qingming Festival commemorating the martyrs’ blackboard poster. You are welcome to learn from it and refer to it. I hope it will be helpful to everyone.

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Tomb-Sweeping Day composition 1

My house is by the river, and there are three lush big trees growing beside the house - maple poplar trees. I heard from the old neighbor that the largest one is dozens of years old!

The three poplar trees are the long-term safe haven of the clever little squirrels. They live happily in the trees. Due to their long-term relationship, they have become good neighbors with us. They are not strangers to us at all. We make tea and chat next to the trees. They sit on the tree and stare at people, just like little elves who listen carefully!

There are all kinds of birds living in the tree, cute little sparrows, beautiful long-tailed birds, chirping. The little magpie is always alert to the colorful kingfisher on the river under the tree... In the early morning, we all wake up to the crisp chirping of the birds, chirping in various tones, without noticing any noise. , that is the most beautiful movement of nature! At night, the soft breeze is a lullaby for all things. The night is silent, and the birds enter a beautiful dreamland with us...

In spring, the big tree begins to sprout branches and leaves, and the delicate leaf buds are like naughty children, poking their immature little heads on the branches! In summer, the lush crown of the tree is like three lush green umbrellas, and the cicadas sing, Birds enjoy the cool air! Autumn is here, the big trees have produced seeds, and the green seeds are in bunches, hanging down all over the branches! Winter is coming, the weather is getting colder, and the seeds are slowly drying up. It has become dry food for the little squirrels in winter!

The maple poplar tree has a wide spreading crown, dense branches and leaves, fast growth, and developed root system. It is a good greening tree species for low-lying wetlands on both sides of the river bed. During the flood season, with the company of these three trees, no matter how big the flood occurred, the yellow soil on the small hill on the river bed next to our house never ran away! The river bed was well protected!

March 2011 On March 31st, a bad luck befell these three lovely poplar trees! When I came back from school that day and looked from the bridge towards my home, a strange feeling arose spontaneously. My five-story building stood alone in the sky. By the river, the green that accompanies the house all day long has disappeared! Looking into the river again, three poplar trees are lying side by side on the river, just like three bridges spanning the water!

"Tree What happened?" I rushed to the door of my house. The big tree not only fell down, but also had its roots dug up! The neighbors were all talking about it, and I finally found out! The neighbor wanted to occupy the river bed to build a house! So the tree was sawed off! I shouted angrily: "How can you do this? "How can you cut down a tree casually?" The fat woman next door said, "This is my tree. I can cut it down if I like." The neighbors around him sighed: "This is a wild tree, how can it become yours?" Huh?" The fat-headed man was frothing at the mouth: "The tree is next to my house, of course it belongs to me."......

I couldn't say a word, just. Looking at the big tree lying on the water and the body of the little squirrel floating on the water, I cried loudly...

During the Qingming Festival, the light rain fell, and the homeless birds , flying all over the sky, screaming continuously, how can the cry and cry not make people heartbroken?

During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die. I wrote this article with tears in my eyes, missing the beautiful maple poplars, the cute little squirrels, the happy singing of the birds, and the beautiful time when man and nature lived in harmony!

Qingming Festival Composition 2

"It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying." The boundless silk rain hangs on the eaves like a curtain. There are very few pedestrians on the road, and they are all in a hurry.

Today is Qingming Festival. You can see that in a quiet town, there is a two-story small house on the right side of an intersection. A faint green light comes from the chimney on the roof. The smoke is mixed with a special aroma of wild vegetables. I like this aroma, it is the taste of Qingming dumplings. During the Qingming Festival, we will all go to my father’s hometown, Xianju, which is a place with green mountains and beautiful waters. Xianju means the place where gods live. You can imagine how beautiful the scenery here is. We were at my aunt's house, watching the adults make meat fillings and spring bamboo shoots into fillings, and wrap them in a layer of green dough. This was everyone making Qingming dumplings. Eating Qingming dumplings is a major custom of Qingming Festival. "What is this green dough made of?" I asked. "It's made of glutinous rice flour, japonica rice flour and mugwort leaves," grandma said as she placed the wrapped Qingming dumplings on the broad green leaves and put them in the steamer. Not long after, I heard the adults shouting: "The Qingming dumplings are ready!" I ran around in the kitchen, with two large plates filled with Qingming dumplings, some with vegetable fillings and some with bean paste fillings. Sitting at the table, I took a big bite of the Qingming dumpling. The outside was waxy and the filling inside was fragrant and delicious!

Another custom of Qingming Festival is to sweep the tombs to commemorate one’s deceased relatives. However, in my opinion, this is not a sad festival, but a warm day to gather with relatives in another world. We held umbrellas and climbed up the mountain step by step along the slippery, mossy stone steps. On both sides of the road were neat cypress trees, tall and straight, becoming more and more lush in the drizzle. There is a grave not far away. It is the grave of my grandfather who has left. There are many green grass and vines growing around it. When sweeping a grave, the first thing is to clean up the weeds around the grave so that the "home" of the deceased relative can become tidy and clean. Dad took out the hoe he brought and started clearing away the weeds and vines. The second is to put offerings, such as flowers and food. Grandma put the flower basket and started to take food from the bag, including wine, braised pork, and small snails, which were all my grandfather loved to eat when he was alive. The third is to light incense and candles to worship. My mother and I lit several incense and candles, and then everyone took turns to worship in front of the grave, hoping that grandpa would be well under Jiuquan. Qingming Festival allows deceased relatives to see the family members they miss. Maybe this is their favorite holiday! The rain was still falling, the wind was singing softly in my ears, and the small trees were swaying in the wind and rain, as if I heard my grandfather's kind words.

This is Qingming Festival, which is also one of the twenty-four solar terms. It represents the traditional culture with Chinese characteristics.

Qingming Festival Composition 3

Qingming is one of the twenty-four solar terms of the lunar calendar, most of which fall in the third month of the lunar calendar, so it was also called the "March Festival" in ancient times. The Qingming Festival began in the Zhou Dynasty, but it became a festival for sweeping tombs and offering sacrifices, and is said to be related to Jie Zitui. On the day before Qingming Festival, fire was prohibited in ancient times and only cold food could be eaten, so it was called the "Cold Food Festival".

The Qingming Festival throughout the ages has two meanings: one refers to the solar term, and the other refers to the festival. Among the 24 solar terms in our country, the only major folk festival that is both a solar term and a festival is Qingming. According to research, Qingming originated from the "Qingming Wind". As early as the Spring and Autumn Period, "Guoyu" recorded that there are "eight winds" in a year, among which the "Qingming Wind" belongs to the Sunda, that is, "Yang Qi rises, and everything is in harmony with the Sunda." "Hundred Questions of the Year" explains: "When everything grows at this time, it is clean and bright, so it is called Qingming."

Another saying is that Qingming means that the sky is clear and the earth is bright. According to historical records, in the last years of the Shang Dynasty, King Zhou was in chaos. King Wu of Zhou raised an army to attack Zhou. In the battle of Muye, he defeated the merchants and brought peace to the world. For this reason, when the Zhou Dynasty formulated the calendar and determined the twenty-four solar terms, the "March Festival" was named "Qingming", which symbolized the clarity and purity of the heaven and earth, not only clarifying the climate, but also promoting political achievements.

During the Qingming Festival, working people often use it to arrange agricultural activities. Every year when the Qingming Festival comes, the temperature rises and the rain increases, which is a good time for spring plowing and spring planting. Therefore, there is a farmer's proverb: "Before and after Qingming, order melons and plant beans."

In ancient times, the custom of literati going on an outing during the Qingming Festival was also very popular. Literati of all ages have described the grand occasion of Qingming. The most famous one is the "Qingming" poem by Du Mu, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty: "It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and passers-by on the road are about to die. I asked where the restaurant is, and the shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village." This poem does not use allusions, nor is it colorful. Instead of using gorgeous rhetoric and using line drawing techniques and simple language, it depicts a simple rural custom painting for us, giving people a beautiful artistic enjoyment and making people fascinated after reading it.

Qingming Festival is also a festival for worshiping ancestors.

Bai Juyi, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty, said in "Han Shi Ye Wang Yin": "Outside the gate of Qiuxu Guo, who is crying in Han Shi? The wind blows the paper money flying in the wilderness, and the ancient tombs are covered with green spring grass. The Tangli flowers reflect the poplar trees, which are all places of separation between life and death. "The lonely heavy spring cannot be heard, and the people go back in the evening rain" describes the scene of people sweeping tombs and offering sacrifices, remembering their ancestors and mourning the dead during the Qingming Festival. To this day, ancestor worship is still a major event in folk life. During the Qingming Festival every year, not only relatives who live around the tombs of their ancestors have to visit the tombs to pay homage to their ancestors, but also a large number of overseas Chinese and compatriots from Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan rush back to their ancestral homes to pay homage to their ancestors. The Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor and Xuanyuan Temple in Qiaoshan, Shaanxi Province are the sacrificial places for the Chinese nation. During the Qingming Festival, national affection gathers and condenses here. From the body language of devout worship, we can read the national affection that blood is thicker than water.

Qingming Festival Composition 4

Today is the Qingming Festival. People say: "It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road are dying." But today, there is no shadow of raindrops. Instead, the sun is shining brightly and the sky is clear!

In order to avoid traffic jams, we drove off early in the morning. After about an hour, we arrived at our hometown, and my father opened the trunk of the car. I saw that there were so many things in the car, including green paper, firecrackers, incense, paper money...

Mom and Dad took out some "old antiques" from their hometown - hoes and sickles. Hey, what are these things used for? As soon as I went up the mountain, I realized that the grass on the mountain had grown taller than me because no one had removed it for many years. I couldn't even see the road ahead. At this time, the hoe and sickle came in handy to clear a path for us, and also to avoid causing a fire when sweeping the tomb later.

We came to the grave of the great-grandmother and great-grandfather. We all cleared away all the grass on the grave first. Dad took out the paper money and divided it into three stacks. I secretly took a look at the paper money. There were some patterns on it, and there were also some patterns on it. There were many small holes pressed by the machine. After Dad prepared everything, he took out the lighter and lit the paper money. Wisps of green smoke rose up into the sky. When I squatted on the ground, I was already smoked to tears. It was even more difficult to escape when I got up. The wind blew the smoke to the left and right, as if it had a grudge against me, and kept chasing me. At this time, I vaguely recalled every moment when my grandma was here, and I couldn’t help but shed tears!

Just when I couldn’t stop the tears from flowing out, my father hung a colorful, flower-like thing next to me. I asked my father: "What is this?" My father said: "This is Qingzhi, it is said that this is to protect the relatives in the earth. In the past, they protected the younger generations, but now we have to protect them when we grow up. "It turns out that this is the case, when we are immersed in the legend. At that time, my father said to all of us: "Get ready to burn incense, and stand in a row." I was frightened by my father's serious tone, and I quickly stood up with my sister. Each of us took three incense sticks and bowed three times. I told my great-grandfather and grandma my several wishes, hoping that they would bless me and make my wishes come true as soon as possible! Dad is the big warrior in our family. He took out a big firecracker, set it up, and lit the fuse. We ran to the safe area at a sprint speed of 100 meters. I covered my ears and said to my dad: "The firecrackers are lit." "Let's go quickly." Dad said, "We can't leave now. We have to wait until all the firecrackers are burned out, and we have to check the paper money and incense. We can't leave any kindling to avoid fire." After a while, we checked and there was no kindling! Then left.

Although I didn’t see the scene of “rainfall during the Qingming Festival” today, I felt the feeling of “the souls of pedestrians on the road are dying”!

Qingming Festival Composition 5

It’s the annual Qingming Festival again. I remember a poem written: "It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying." Before and after Qingming Festival, the sky is always misty and rainy, and the raindrops fly all over the sky with the wind. This scene of "the light rain on the street is as moist as crisp" , which adds a bit of sadness and melancholy to the Qingming Festival.

When it comes to Qingming, I can’t help but think of the revolutionary martyrs who sacrificed their lives and experienced great military exploits. "The lonely Chang'e spreads her sleeves and dances for the loyal soul in the sky thousands of miles away." Chairman Mao's impassioned poem is a passionate eulogy for them. "Loyal bones are buried everywhere in the mountains, so why return them wrapped in horse leather." On the day of Qingming Festival, people are full of deep longing and warm remembrance for the martyrs. Their eyes will be filled with more admiration and admiration for them, and their noble patriotism and immortal achievements will also appear in their minds.

"Peach Blossoms and Red Rain, the blood of heroes, the blue sea and Danxia, ??the hearts of patriots." In this hot land of China, there are countless celebrities and patriots who work for the liberation of the nation, the independence of the country, and the well-being of the people. He did not hesitate to throw his head and blood, and wrote magnificent poems with his pride and ambition; he used his blood and life, sacrifice and dedication to sing the praises of tragic and exciting historical chapters. It is they who hold up the hope of the entire nation and dye the high-flying five-star red flag red. These epic heroic deeds have ignited the fighting spirit of generations of passionate young people. "Today China is rising up, and the cemetery will comfort the loyal souls through the ages!"

Ah! Martyrs! It is you who have brought happiness, eternal goals, and immortal examples to our generation! It is you who have created a wonderful life for us. Let us be proud of you and proud of you!

Martyr! We miss you deeply, deeply...

We are a happy generation. When we sit in the classroom with bright windows to read and study; when we sit at the dining table and enjoy delicious food, the selfless revolutionary martyrs will flash in our minds. Therefore, we should cherish time; we can't live tomorrow again, everything will be wasted; cherish this hard-won happy life, be proactive and strive for the beauty of the motherland!

Summer brings romance to people, autumn gives people loftiness, and winter gives people dignity. Spring brings people endless longing, and Qingming Festival is in spring. Qingming is a time for people to take stock of the past, remember their predecessors, and look forward to the future; Qingming brings happiness and care, review and imagination; Qingming brings people gratitude, reverie, and the meaning and perception of life.

Folk proverb goes, "There is no better time to plant trees than Qingming Festival" and "Grain Rain and Qingming Festival are connected together. There is no delay in plowing the fields slowly." Let us sow green hope and look forward to the harvest season.

Qingming Festival Composition 6

Qingming Festival is one of the most important traditional festivals in China. It embodies the national spirit and emotions of the Chinese nation, and carries the cultural blood and ideological essence of the Chinese nation. This is not only a spring ritual of hiking, getting close to nature and promoting new life, but also a festival where people pay tribute to their ancestors and remember them. It is also the link for the Chinese nation to understand and return to their ancestors.

Ancient Qingming Festival writers said: "During the Qingming Festival, there is a lot of rain. Pedestrians on the road want to be enchanted. Ask where the restaurant is. The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village." When I think of a story from the Tang Dynasty When a great poet wrote this poem, I thought that Tomb-Sweeping Day seemed to be coming. The steps to Qingming Festival are not far away, only one step away.

Since Tomb-Sweeping Day is spent at school, it cannot be spent at home. It's really delicious to eat "clear and bright fruits" that you can't usually eat at home! In addition, a person cannot go to the countryside with his family to visit the tombs (go for a hike), greet the deceased, give them New Year greetings, and give them delicious food cooked at home - Qingming Festival. Let them bless me to study better and succeed in my studies.

So, my father was very happy at home on Saturday and decided to take me home to see my grandma’s grave. I immediately picked up the transparent fruits I made at home, picked up a basket, put a clean newspaper underneath, and then carefully spread the transparent fruits inside to avoid unexpected "accidents". Finally, I put the basket in the trunk of the car. When everything was ready, our family got in the car. On the rugged mountain road, the car kept bumping, and then I remembered the delicious food in the trunk. I'm very worried. I told Dad to drive slower, especially where there were holes. We rode slowly, like an old cow dragging its legs.

After half an hour of bumpy ride, we finally arrived at grandma’s cemetery. I took out the clear and bright fruit and set it aside. I took the incense and bowed deeply several times. Please greet grandma and say hello to him. When he finished the Chinese ritual, he took out the firecrackers and started blasting them. The sound was deafening, like thunder in the sky. The younger brother was so frightened that he cried. Later, I silently swore in front of the door: "I hope grandma can bless me to learn faster and make faster progress, and my family will live happily, be healthy, and succeed in school."

It is worthy of being a traditional festival of our Chinese nation, it is so meaningful, unusual, better, so interesting and unusual. There are activities, knowledge and food. This is a festival unlike any other. It is much more interesting and meaningful than Western festivals.