Tomb-Sweeping Day's excellent composition
In the morning, my mother woke me up early and went to Xishan Park by bus. Along the way, the spring is full.
Walking into the gate of Xishan Park, you can see that the park is full of the breath of spring. Then, we walked into the Martyrs Memorial Hall. Look at the photos of martyrs on the wall, including: Ning Taiyi, the pioneer of the Revolution of 1911; Anti-Japanese star Zuo Quan; Cai, commander of the Red Army; Zhu is the liaison minister of the New Fourth Army; Zhang Yilan, the only heroine who went to the national disaster with Li Dazhao; Zhao who left a bloody book and touched hundreds of millions of people. ...
After leaving the museum, we came to the Martyrs Monument, arranged the flowers in front of the monument, put the wreaths in order, and after cleaning up the garbage, respectfully knelt down and kowtowed three times to show our respect.
Then, we went to the statue of General Zuo Quan and saluted the team. General Zuo Quan, with a telescope in his hand, stared at the front with dignified and kind eyes. He seemed very happy to see such a prosperous Liling and the people living a happy life, and felt that his death was worthwhile and meaningful.
On the way home, I think the prosperity of our country and the happiness of our people today were bought by the martyrs with their blood and lives, and they are also the beautiful ideals for which the martyrs fought. It is our unshirkable mission and responsibility to inherit the legacy of the martyrs and build a beautiful home. Let's join hands today, face the future, complete the unfinished business of the martyrs with one heart and one mind, and work hard to build a strong and healthy Liling!
Tomb-Sweeping Day's excellent composition 2 "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to kill their souls ..." Every year on this festival, people will recite this poem by Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, to express their yearning for their ancestors, but this year I found an evil spirit.
Our family went back to their hometown to visit grandma's grave. When we went up the mountain, we found that the mountain road was blocked, and someone was collecting tolls. Everyone was in 20 yuan, so we wouldn't be allowed to cross unless we paid. Dad was angry and ready to call 1 10, but his mother stopped him and said, "Forget it! One more thing is better than one less thing. Why offend these people? Twenty dollars is not a big sum, just give it to them. Don't you think: What if we leave and they come to destroy the cemetery? " Dad shook his head helplessly. On the way up the mountain after paying the money, I kept thinking indignantly: Are these people crazy about money? Can you think of such a trick? Aren't they afraid of retribution?
When we came to grandma's grave, we put some flowers, some cakes and some fruits. Then we lit incense sticks and burned the folded tin foil ingots and paper money to our ancestors to express our thoughts and blessings for grandma.
Mom and dad are repairing grandma's grave, so I just walked around. I was surprised to find that other people's sacrifices are varied: there are paper villas and Mercedes-Benz, which are said to give the elderly a good life; There are also paper-like beauties who say with a smile that they want to reward the elderly; What's even more funny is that another family invited Daxian to practice, where Daxian danced and the family knelt on the ground to worship. ...
I think this is too bad. Filial piety should be to be kind to the elderly when they are alive, not to show off after death. Extravagance and feudal superstition not only desecrated our ancestors, but also defiled Tomb-Sweeping Day's "Qingming".
It is not only a national custom, but also a human nature to pay homage to our ancestors. There are many ways to sweep the grave in a civilized way-send a bunch of flowers to mourn; Planting a tree next to the grave by farming land is solemn and frugal, and it can also green the environment. ...
I hope the police can control the villagers who collect the so-called "tolls". I also hope that everyone will sweep the graves in a civilized way and make Tomb-Sweeping Day truly "clear"
Tomb-Sweeping Day's Excellent Composition 3 The spring breeze gently brushed away the bangs on the forehead, and looked at the graceful willows beside me. After a spring rain, new green suddenly sprouted. The tenacious grass broke through the ground with its firm perseverance, and the soft green quietly decorated the spring world just right. Unconsciously, the breath of mid-spring came slowly through the noise of the world, and the beauty of early spring quietly stuck in my heart. During the Qingming Festival, bathing in spring makes you feel fresh. Stepping on the snow-white petals blown down by the breeze, I walked into the Gaolan, where pear blossoms were everywhere. The cool climate is completely covered by the flowers in the pear garden. Looking around, it was an amazing boundless white. ...
Pear flowers have thoughts and leaves, and one tree and one river head annoys you to death. Most like a widow, with white makeup sleeves and a blue gauze skirt. Pear cultivation in Gaolan can be traced back to the late Ming Dynasty and has a history of 500 years. With more and more waterwheels along the Yellow River, Gaolan ancestors opened a large number of canals to drain water and planted pear trees extensively. At present, the area of Gaolan pear orchard has reached 1. 20,000 mu, the longest tree in the garden is over 300 years old, and there are thousands of pear trees over 100 years old. Although the ancient stems are tortuous, they are still lush, charming and have different postures. It is called "living plant specimen" and "ancient pear garden museum" by foreign botanists.
I can't wait to go to the pear garden. It is an ethereal world, a white world. If it is looming, the faint fragrance of flowers floats away. Wandering under the pear tree, gazing at the pear tree full of branches, it does not have the pink enchanting of peach blossoms, the elegance of bluegrass, nor the festive excitement of Chinese roses, but it always likes to release fragrance indifferently in silence, surrounded by thousands of pear blossoms, or decorated with branches, like clouds and snow, like smoke and fog, but gentle, like a girl, charming and moving. Gorgeous sunshine is scattered among the soft petals, big and small, and scattered on the staggered branches. The energy and vitality of that flower surround me. Its white appearance, faint fragrance and pure soul have washed the dust inside you and me in the world of mortals. She is fragrant and elegant, like a small bridge running water, pure and elegant, and unforgettable for a long time. She still blooms in the dark, slowly and quietly. Moonlight night, the tidbits rustling in the wind, such as playing the piano and playing the flute, are weak and slow ... everything is so simple, elegant and peaceful. It seems that after this pass, you can still touch the fragrant flowers.
What I like best are those old pear trees. The tree in its prime, though full of vitality, lacks a little charm and connotation after all. The age of everything is the essence. Every branch and wrinkle of an ancient tree has experienced too much wind, frost, rain and snow, and it is full of endless interest. The figure of an ancient tree is the most magnificent, and its charm is the most touching.
Walking in Tomb-Sweeping Day is also a great pleasure in my life. My soul has been haunting it, swaying in the wind. Spring is charming, but the pear flower quietly opens her white color and flies freely on the noisy dance floor. Suddenly, I picked up a pen and described your graceful figure with soft light ink. ...
Tomb-Sweeping Day's Excellent Composition 4 The traditional Tomb-Sweeping Day in China began in the Zhou Dynasty and has a history of more than 2,500 years. Tomb-Sweeping Day is first of all a very important solar term. As soon as Tomb-Sweeping Day arrives, the temperature rises, which is a good season for spring ploughing and planting. Therefore, there is a saying that "melons and beans are planted before and after Qingming". Agricultural proverb "Planting trees is not as clear as Qingming". Later, as the days of Qingming and cold food approached, cold food was the day when people banned fire to sweep graves. Gradually, cold food and Qingming became one, and cold food became another name of Qingming and became a custom of Qingming. On Qingming Day, there are no fireworks, only cold food.
There is a legend about cold food:
According to legend, in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Jin Xiangong's concubine killed the prince in order to let her son inherit the throne, and Shen Sheng was forced to commit suicide. Shen Sheng's younger brother, Zhong Er, went into exile to escape the scourge. During his exile, Zhong Er suffered humiliation. Most of the courtiers who went out with him went out one after another. Only a few loyal people have been following him. One of them is called meson push. On one occasion, Zhong Er fainted from hunger. In order to save Zhong Er, Jiezitui cut a piece of meat from his leg, cooked it with fire and gave it to Zhong Er. Nineteen years later, Zhong Er returned to China and became the monarch, that is, Jin Wengong, one of the famous five tyrants in the Spring and Autumn Period.
After Jin Wengong came to power, in addition to meson push, he offered many rewards to courtiers who shared his joys and sorrows. Someone defended meson in front of Jin Wengong. Jin Wengong suddenly remembered the past and felt guilty. He immediately sent someone to ask meson to take the imperial court to be rewarded as an official. However, after several trips, the meson could not be pushed. Jin Wengong had to please. However, when Jin Wengong came to the meson pusher's house, he saw that the door was closed. Jiezitui didn't want to see him, and had already been hiding in Mianshan (now southeast of Jiexiu County, Shanxi Province) behind his mother's back. Jin Wengong asked his body guard to search Mianshan, but he couldn't find it. So, someone had an idea, saying, it is better to let Yamakaji go, set fire on three sides, leave one side, burn it and the meson will come out. Jin Wengong ordered the promotion of Yamakaji. Unexpectedly, the fire burned for three days and nights. After the fire was put out, the meson was not pushed out after all. Looking up the mountain, the mother and son were holding a charred willow tree and were dead. Jin Wengong looked at meson push's body and cried for a while. Then I buried the body and found that the back of meson push was blocked by a willow hole, as if there was something. I took it out and saw that it was a skirt with a bloody poem engraved on it: May your master be clear forever. It is better to be a ghost than to accompany you as an exhorter. If your master has me in his heart, remember that I often reflect. I have a clear conscience in Jiuquan, diligent and honest.
Jin Wengong hid the bloody book in his sleeve. Then meson tui and his mother were buried under the charred willow tree. To commemorate Jiexiu, Jin Wengong ordered Mianshan to be changed to Jiexiu Mountain, and an ancestral temple was built on the mountain, and the day when Yamakaji was released was designated as the Cold Food Festival, telling the whole country that it is forbidden to set off fireworks and firecrackers on this day every year and only eat cold food.
When he left, he cut a charred willow and made a pair of clogs in the palace. He looked at it every day and sighed, "What a pity." The "first step" is the name of ancient people's subordinates respecting each other between superiors or peers, which is said to come from it. The following year, Jin Wengong led his ministers to go hiking in plain clothes to show their respect and condolences. Walking to the grave, I saw the dead old willow tree resurrected, with thousands of green branches dancing in the wind. Jin Wengong looked at the resurrected old willow tree and seemed to see the meson push. He walked up to him respectfully, lovingly squeezed a branch, braided it into a circle and put it on his head. After the sacrifice, Jin Wengong named the revived old willow "Qingming Willow" and named it Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Later, Jin Wengong often took a bloody book with him as a souvenir, urging himself to take power. He is diligent and honest, and strives to govern the country well.
Since then, the people of Jin have been able to live and work in peace and contentment, and they are very nostalgic for Jietui, who has made outstanding contributions and is not looking for wealth. On the day of his death, it is forbidden to set off fireworks in memory of him. It is also made of flour and jujube paste into the shape of a swallow, strung with willows and inserted in the door to summon his soul. This thing is called "pushing swallows" (also called intermediary pushing). Since then, cold food and Qingming have become grand festivals for the people of the whole country. Whenever there is cold food, people don't make a fire to cook, but only eat cold food. In the north, people only eat cold food prepared in advance, such as jujube cakes and wheat cakes. In the south, there are mostly green balls and glutinous rice and sugar lotus roots. Every time I go to Tomb-Sweeping Day, people put wicker in a circle and put wicker branches in front of the house to show their memory.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's Excellent Composition 5 Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional festival in China. It started in the Zhou Dynasty and has a history of more than 2,500 years.
Tomb-Sweeping Day was a very important solar term from the beginning. As soon as Qingming arrives, the temperature rises, which is a good time for spring ploughing and sowing. Therefore, there are agricultural proverbs such as "planting melons and beans before and after Qingming" and "planting trees is not as good as Qingming". Later, with the approaching of Qingming and cold food, cold food is a day when people forbid fire to sweep graves. Gradually, cold food and Qingming become one. Therefore, Tomb-Sweeping Day is also an important festival for ancestor worship and a day for ancestor worship and grave sweeping. According to the old custom, when sweeping graves, people should bring food, wine, fruit, paper money and other items to the cemetery, offer food to the graves of their loved ones, then burn the paper money, cultivate new soil for the graves, break some green branches and insert them in front of the graves, then kowtow and worship, and finally go home after eating and drinking. The poem "Qingming Festival" by Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, said: "There are many rains during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. May I ask where there is a restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. " It's about the special atmosphere in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Tomb-Sweeping Day is also called Youth Day. The fifth day of April in the solar calendar every year is the season of bright spring and lush vegetation, and it is also a good time for people to have a spring outing. Therefore, the ancients had the custom of going for an outing in Qingming, and carried out a series of custom sports activities such as playing polo, swinging, cuju and inserting willows. According to legend, this is because Tomb-Sweeping Day wants to ban cold food and fire. In order to prevent the harm of cold food and cold meal to people, we all take part in some sports activities to exercise. Therefore, this festival not only has the sadness of worshipping ancestors and sweeping graves, but also has the joy of hiking. This is a unique festival.
Tomb-Sweeping Day Excellent Composition 6 Spring has come, the grass is green, the flowers are in bloom, and Tomb-Sweeping Day is here again. "There are many rains during the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." People have been paying homage to their ancestors and remembering their ancestors. Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancestor worship is a traditional custom of the Chinese nation for thousands of years.
As soon as Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived, the temperature rose and the rainfall increased. Sometimes, Wan Li is clear and there are white clouds floating in the blue sky. This state is amazing and comfortable. Standing around, people can't help humming a poem praising spring. Sometimes, the spring rain is continuous, and the rain falls from the sky, nourishing the earth. This is a good season for spring ploughing and planting. Look at the fields, the farmer's uncle is busy sowing seeds! Therefore, there are agricultural proverbs such as "planting melons and beans before and after Qingming Festival" and "planting trees is not as good as Tomb-Sweeping Day".
Tomb-Sweeping Day, also a traditional festival in China for thousands of years, is a day to worship ancestors and sweep graves. Grave-sweeping, commonly known as going to the grave, is an activity to worship the deceased relatives. When sweeping graves, people should bring food, wine, fruit, paper money and other items to the cemetery, offer food to the graves of their loved ones, then burn paper money, cultivate the soil for the graves, fold some fresh green branches and insert them in front of the graves, and then kowtow. The custom of ancestor worship in Tomb-Sweeping Day has been passed down to this day.
Tomb-Sweeping Day is also called Youth Day. Tomb-Sweeping Day, which is in the spring of March, is a good time for spring outing and suburban entertainment, with beautiful spring, warm spring flowers, revival of everything, clear sky, pleasant climate and full of vitality. Therefore, Tomb-Sweeping Day has naturally become a good time for people to go outdoors and have a spring outing in the countryside.
In order to carry forward the excellent cultural traditions of the Chinese nation, China has made Tomb-Sweeping Day a legal holiday this year. One year's Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived again. What should we do? On this day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, we should worship our ancestors and do our duty of filial piety. We should go to the graves of revolutionary martyrs and miss them. We will go for an outing, feel the beauty of nature and exercise well; We should remember the heritage of our ancestors and learn for the rise of China!
Tomb-Sweeping Day's excellent composition 7 winds gently caress the heart, bringing a little coolness and a little memory.
When I was a child, whenever I was in Tomb-Sweeping Day, my parents would always take me back to my hometown.
Stepping into the countryside, I felt a sense of familiarity that I had never felt before, and the sultry heat peculiar to the south seemed to be drowned by the light rain in this scene. My parents took me to worship my ancestors.
We stepped on the uneven gravel road, and the flowers and plants on both sides were green and shiny because of the rain. Insects are lying on the grass, singing one song after another, and everything in the world is silent. * * * After listening to this natural hymn. The freshness of flowers and plants is accompanied by the smell of earth. I greedily sucked the breath of my hometown and walked to the tombstone of my ancestors.
In front of the marble monument, there are flowers brought by parents. The combination of delicate flowers and solemn monuments makes my young mind awe. Father has a jar of sake in his hand. He has a serious expression and will open it gently, and the wine will be spilled in front of the monument of his ancestors. The wine splashed down, burst in the air, broke into water droplets, fell to the ground, and soon disappeared into the soil. There was no strong smell of alcohol floating up. In this quiet and slightly sad day, the rain is still falling and the insects are still screaming. Everything seems to have happened, but it is deeply imprinted in my heart.
"There are many rains during the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." Now I haven't returned to that place full of childhood memories for many years. The clear light rain, singing the songs of my hometown, is light and unforgettable, like thick ink, showing the charm of the countryside with all its strength, attracting my wanderers and returning to that beautiful treasure land as soon as possible.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's excellent composition 8 Clouds cover the sunny rain, while wet red leaves pity people. In previous years, the Qingming drizzle continued, rendering a foggy and gloomy atmosphere, evoking people's sorrow and sadness. Fortunately, the weather is fine today, and it will finally clear up. We all set out to visit the grave, but we are more eager to find traces of spring.
The garage is on the highway, surrounded by rape blossoms. Rape flowers in the field are particularly vibrant against the brilliance of the sky, although they are not as magnificent as peony and not as gorgeous as roses. There is no deliberate meticulous carving, no strong color. The rhythm of spring is outlined in just a few strokes. How I want to stop and walk in the boundless sea of flowers. But there are still tasks to be completed. I just hope to meet more spring scenery along the way. When I got off the bus, a peach tree finally caught my eye. The pink flowers have been watered by yesterday's rain, but the rest are smiling like shy and beautiful women.
Walking on the rugged road in memory, most of the hills are pine trees, beautiful grasslands all year round, and a little shy wildflowers on both sides. Lavender flowers, small yellow flowers, patches, clusters, clusters, scattered in the grass, complement each other, a scene of prosperity. Everything here is so familiar and strange. There are some cotton dishes on the roadside, which are said to be things that can be used for Qingming jiaozi. It seems that the green leaves are covered with a layer of fluff, which looks silvery white. The tweed among the green leaves is as yellow as a grain of rice. I bent down and touched it, furry, so soft and delicate. We buried ourselves in picking cotton and vegetables, and although we didn't return home with a full load, we gained a lot.
Arriving at Tai Cemetery, it looks like a big chair. After a year of wind and sun, it is covered with weeds and some cobwebs. Everyone has to clean up. I don't think I can help. Let's go and see the flowers and plants. Stepping on the soft soil carefully, an unknown flower came into view, a long white petal. The flowers are not very big, but they exude a faint fragrance. Later, I learned that this flower can stop bleeding. After the memorial service, we are going to leave for home with all the spring scenery.
Faraway, wave goodbye, and we will come back next spring.
Tomb-Sweeping Day Excellent Composition 9 On Saturday, my parents took me to visit the grave. When I was climbing the mountain, I saw a lot of rape flowers, golden yellow and beautiful. When we visited the grave, my father took a hoe to clean up the soil and grass beside the grave, as well as the leaves that were blown down by the wind. We didn't start burning paper money until there was no garbage. I have been burning paper money. After burning the paper money, we will set off firecrackers. When we set off firecrackers, the grass was blown up by firecrackers. After setting off firecrackers, grandma grabbed my hand and came to the grave to let me say a few words of blessing to my parents and me. After that, we went down the mountain. After that, my mother and I went to my grandmother's house. Grandma also went to sweep the grave. My mother and I took grandma and grandpa to visit my wife's grave. In this way, my mother and I have been sweeping graves all day and have no time to do anything else.
In the evening, my parents and I were very tired on the way back to Ke Qiao, so we had to let my uncle drive to Ke Qiao. After my uncle came home at eleven, my father drove home. At home the next day, I was a little sore all over and a little dizzy when I was doing my homework. At that time, I realized that I was ill, so I should take some medicine in the future. It seems that I am not well enough to catch a cold even when I go back to my hometown. My parents and I are watching cycads at my grandparents' house. It's so big that I can enjoy the cool at its roots. There are many plants in my grandparents' house, such as chlorophytum and tulip, but some of them have withered.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's Excellent Composition 10 It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road are dying. I came to Tomb-Sweeping Day once a year again, which reminds me of the poems of Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Early in the morning, our family set off. Dad said, "Let's start early, but we're afraid of the traffic jam." "Why?" Asked curiously. "Because everyone is going to worship their ancestors, there are many people and many cars!" Dad answered me while driving. Along the way, there are patches of golden rape flowers, pink peach blossoms, green branches and buds, and a breath of spring. I heard firecrackers from time to time. ...
Finally, there is a mountain road to get off. My uncle is carrying a bag, and there are things to worship my ancestors on both sides. The dazzling array of delicious food makes me want to eat.
It's a little far to go to the grave. Walk for about 30 minutes, and finally reach the tomb of Taizu. The weeds in the branches and leaves are a little messy. Adults are busy weeding, cleaning the dust on the altar and adding soil to the grave. Grandpa cut off a branch and stuck it in it. Grandma, mother and aunt took out the sacrifices in the basket, put them on one by one, and lit candles and incense. Our children all went to look for bamboo shoots, and soon they shouted, "Found it, found it, come quickly." The hoe is on the side, but we are too weak to carry it, let alone dig it. "Come here, you two children. Goodbye! " Grandma called us. Grandma has been talking about something when she worships. It's my turn When I worshipped, I said to myself, I must make my study better.
After three times of worship, grandma burned the paper money prepared in advance, and dad and uncle began to set off firecrackers. With the sound of firecrackers, the annual worship ended.
Tomb-Sweeping Day is a time for worshipping ancestors and remembering lost family members.