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The composition with Tomb-Sweeping Day as the theme requires 600 words, and attention should be paid to the description of the environment.

Qingming Festival

Qingming is just around the corner, and my heart is inevitably a little sad. Miss, like catkins, swirl. ...

I don't know why, it's always rainy on Qingming Day. It seems that God is also sad for such a special day, shedding a series of tears to pay homage to the dead people.

Everything has feelings, this sentence is good, you listen: at dawn, the rooster broke the silence, and a long crow woke up many dreamers, but today, it is more like paying the highest respect to countless souls; You see: the willow hangs its head, the grass bends down, the flowers dance goodbye and mourn the dead; Smell it: The air is filled with the fragrance of Qingming dumplings, which adds a touch of flavor to this festival.

Unconsciously, we came to the martyrs cemetery. Tombstones of all sizes stand in front of us. In front of the martyrs' tomb, we pay tribute to the martyrs' monument with reverence. The trees in the Martyrs Cemetery are tall and powerful, with evergreen seasons. Those trees are like guardians of soldiers and heroes. They praise their unyielding spirit and would rather sacrifice their great spirit for the cause of revolutionary struggle. They are just like these trees, no matter how many years they go through, they stand still. No one can shake their strong will, they are great and noble, and they are real heroes.

Qingming, a spiritual day, not only gives us the feeling of breaking the chaos, but also gives us misty feelings. "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. " Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, left such a famous sentence of missing, and we, at the grave of our loved ones, let the wind and rain bring our homesickness and sadness to the distant horizon. Light a packet of paper money and let the ashes fly and hover in mid-air.

I stand in the wind, quietly, with my fingers crossed, on my chest, close my eyes and enjoy every touch brought by Qingming. ...