How to write Tomb-Sweeping Day's composition? Not less than 350 words. Do tell me at noon!
All the people who died in our family are buried in Biandan Mountain, which is far from my home. We have to transfer to several cars. I remember going to the grave as a child was always very happy, because as soon as my mother burned paper money in front of the grave, I couldn't help myself and played everywhere until my mother dragged me into the car.
I don't know when I started to sweep graves. I stopped playing and making trouble, but observed each grave one by one. Once I found that there was no trace of burning paper money in front of a tattered grave. I was surprised, so I bent down and carefully recognized the words on the tablet, as if it were engraved with something like "I participated in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea before my death", and he was still a stranger! Hey, he should be buried in the martyrs' cemetery! Why are there no relatives' names on it?
I ran to tell my mother curiously with questions. My mother didn't look up and said slowly, "Alas! Take some paper money to his grave! " I received a stack of paper money from my mother. I went to his grave and threw paper money into the fire, muttering, "No one has ever visited your grave. You must be lonely. Although I don't know your name or you, you must have been a hero, and now your bones have been exiled. Let me burn some paper money for you ... "At this moment, my hands gently support my shoulders. I looked back and saw that it was my mother, and she gently.
This year is Qingming again. Because my mother has severe rheumatoid arthritis, she can't go to the grave, and she is not at ease if I go alone. So we burned paper money outdoors, and my mother threw some paper money and said, "Dad! Go! Xiao Yuan (my uncle) needs ... "
When there was only the last pile of paper money left, my mother handed it to me and said, "Xiao Yong, burn it for that unknown person, alas!" Sadly, no one gave him a grave. "... the fire reflected on my face, and I said to myself," Rest in peace! When I am in Tomb-Sweeping Day next year, I will definitely go to the grave for you! " A gust of wind blew away the burnt ashes of paper money. ...
Tomb-Sweeping Day again this year.
Yesterday was the second day of Tomb-Sweeping Day, and it was also a day of grave-sweeping. My brother, father and mother went to my grandmother's house in the country together, and we are going to climb the mountain and sweep the dust together.
"It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival." Yes, it rained lightly yesterday, so we have nothing to say, only stepping on the muddy Shan Ye to climb up step by step.
Finally, we arrived at the graves of Taigong, Taipo and Grandpa, and all of us stood in awe. Dad handed me a burnt incense and smoked from time to time. The smell is so strong that I immediately look depressed and sad when I smell it. All of us, with incense in our hands, made a 90-degree bow to the grandfather, grandmother and grandfather under the grave to show our high respect for all of them.
I turned around and picked up the flower basket I had already prepared, and respectfully put it in front of the graves of Taigong, Taipo and Grandpa. The flowers in the basket are white, and several white ribbons are tied to them. Against the backdrop of several green leaves, it is even more solemn.
After we finished worshipping, we began to burn money for Taigong, Taipo and Grandpa Xiao in the underworld. Dad knew that they were good at mahjong, so he burned them more money, with 1 100 million, 200 million,1100 million, and told them, "Don't rob them." It sounds interesting to me. They have so much money that they can't spend it all in a year. What do they need to rob?
Taigong, Taipo and Grandpa left too early, and you left me without honoring your old people. There, you only have loneliness, don't you ... no ... no ... and "ruthless" spring, summer, autumn and winter and lush forests. If you were still here, I would definitely respect you.
When we left, we bowed to them again and reluctantly left.
The ancients said: "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. " When I think of this poem by a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, it seems that Tomb-Sweeping Day is coming, and the footsteps of Qingming are not far away, only one step away.
Because Tomb-Sweeping Day is at school and can't live at home. At home, it's really delicious to eat the fruit that you can't usually eat! Moreover, you can't go to the countryside to sweep graves (go hiking) with your family at home, to pay homage to old friends who died, to pay New Year greetings to them, and to send them delicious food cooked at home-Qingming fruit. Let them wish me better study and success in my studies.
So, on Saturday, my father took a break in the excellent model essay copyright house and decided to take me back to my hometown to visit my grandmother. I immediately brought the Qingming fruit made at home, put a basket and a clean newspaper under it, and then carefully laid the Qingming fruit in it to avoid an accident. Finally, I put the basket in the trunk of the car. After everything was ready, our family got on the bus. On the bumpy mountain road, the car kept bumping, and then I remembered the delicious food in the trunk. I am very worried and worried. I told dad to drive slowly, especially where there are pits. We took a leisurely ride, just like an old cow dragging its legs.
After half an hour of turbulence, we finally reached grandma's grave. I'll take out the Qingming fruit and put it away. I took the incense, bowed deeply and made several obeisances. I invited Ann to my grandmother's house and asked him about the copyright of excellent model essays. After he finished the etiquette of the Chinese nation, he took out firecrackers and rang. The sound is deafening, just like thunder in the sky. Scared my brother to tears. Later, I silently made a wish in front of the grave, "I hope grandma can bless me to make faster progress in my studies, and my whole family will live a happy life, be healthy and succeed in my studies." (The process of going to the grave is not specific)
This is a traditional festival of our Chinese nation. It's so meaningful. It's unusual. It's much better. It's so interesting and unusual. There are activities, studies and delicious food. This is a festival different from other festivals. It is much more interesting and meaningful than western festivals.
Responder: V Wrath of God V- Elementary 4-6 09:58
The ancients said: "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. " When I think of this poem by a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, it seems that Tomb-Sweeping Day is coming, and the footsteps of Qingming are not far away, only one step away.
Because Tomb-Sweeping Day is at school and can't live at home. At home, it's really delicious to eat the fruit that you can't usually eat! Moreover, I can't go to the countryside to sweep the graves with my family, pay New Year greetings to the deceased, send them New Year greetings, and send them home to cook delicious food-let them wish me better in my studies and study in by going up one flight of stairs.
So, on Saturday, my father took a break in the excellent model essay copyright house and decided to take me back to my hometown to visit my grandmother. I immediately brought the Qingming fruit made at home, put a basket and a clean newspaper under it, and then carefully laid the Qingming fruit in it to avoid an accident. Finally, I put the basket in the trunk of the car. After everything was ready, our family got on the bus. On the bumpy mountain road, the car kept bumping, and then I remembered the delicious food in the trunk. I am very worried and worried. I told dad to drive slowly, especially where there are pits. We took a leisurely ride, just like an old cow dragging its legs.
After half an hour of turbulence, we finally reached grandma's grave. I'll take out the Qingming fruit and put it away. I took the incense, bowed deeply and made several obeisances. I invited Ann to my grandmother's house and asked him about the copyright of excellent model essays. After he finished the etiquette of the Chinese nation, he took out firecrackers and rang. The sound is deafening, just like thunder in the sky. Scared my brother to tears. Later, I silently made a wish in front of the grave, "I hope grandma can bless me to make faster progress in my studies, and my whole family will live a happy life, be healthy and succeed in my studies." (The process of going to the grave is not specific)
This is a traditional festival of our Chinese nation. It's so meaningful. It's unusual. It's much better. It's so interesting and unusual. There are activities, studies and delicious food. This is a festival different from other festivals. It is much more interesting and meaningful than western festivals.
(2)
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
Everyone knows that this is a Qingming ancient poem written by Du Mu.
Today is Saturday, and my father said early in the morning, "Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived. It is our custom in China to pay homage to the ancestral graves." I proudly said, "Who doesn't know! As if you knew. " My mother and I sang together, making my father afraid to say a word.
Our family of three came to the ancestral grave. We took out our lighters first, and then set off some small firecrackers. At first, I hid in my parents' arms and didn't even dare to look outside. Dad said, "Don't be afraid, son, there is nothing to be afraid of setting off firecrackers." Mother said, "Yes, don't be afraid to set off firecrackers." I said, "I'm scared, I'm scared!" "I used to be a person who likes to set off firecrackers. Why are you so scared now? All because of a small firecracker. That was when I was six years old. When playing again, I found a small firecracker. I let go, but it exploded so fast that my hand was bleeding with a bang. I cried in pain at that time. My neighbors saw my success and told my parents at once. My parents were frightened and rushed me to the hospital. After we set off firecrackers and lit a few incense sticks, I learned from my parents, bowed first, and then said a word. I can't hear what my parents are saying, but I'm saying, "I'll study hard and go to college in the future, so that I can remember my parents." I know it's useless for me to just talk and not do it. I need to take practical actions. Finally, my father took out some food and wine. He poured the wine into a small teacup and then poured it on the ground in front of the tombstone. On the way home, I said, "aren't you afraid that the weeds next to you will catch fire?" They said, "Of course! But be careful. "
At home, my father took out some "clear fruits" he made for the first time. He said: "I haven't done Qingming fruit, so this Qingming fruit may be much worse than grandma's before." I tasted it and thought it was not delicious, but I ate it anyway, because I believe my father will do better next time!
(3)
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
Tomb-Sweeping Day, which makes people remember their ancestors, is memorable, lamentable and exciting. It contains many stories of their ancestors. When they are buried in the grave, their story is over, and the rest is unforgettable!
As far as I know, April 5th is the traditional Tomb-Sweeping Day in China, which started in the Zhou Dynasty and has a history of more than 2,500 years. Qingming is a very important solar term. As soon as Qingming arrives, the temperature rises, which is a good time for spring ploughing and planting. Therefore, there are agricultural proverbs such as "before and after Qingming, plant melons and beans" and "planting trees is not as good as Qingming". But there is another custom in Tomb-Sweeping Day. On Qingming Day, fireworks don't move, only cold food is eaten.
Tomb-Sweeping Day, also known as Tomb Sweeping Festival, Ghost Festival and Ghost Festival, is called Sanming Festival together with Zhongyuan Festival on July 15 and Xiayuan Festival on July 10/5, which is related to offering sacrifices to ghosts and gods.
According to the old Qingming 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 a few tender new branches and put them on the branches, then kowtow and worship, and finally go home after eating the food.
"Listening to the wind and rain" of course refers to the poem Qingming by Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty: "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. " This poem by Du Mu describes the special atmosphere in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Another year, Tomb-Sweeping Day. Who are you thinking about?
The ancients said: "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. " When I think of this poem by a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, it seems that Tomb-Sweeping Day is coming, and the footsteps of Qingming are not far away, only one step away.
Because Tomb-Sweeping Day is at school and can't live at home. At home, it's really delicious to eat the fruit that you can't usually eat! Moreover, I can't go to the countryside to sweep the graves with my family, pay New Year greetings to the deceased, send them New Year greetings, and send them home to cook delicious food-let them wish me better in my studies and study in by going up one flight of stairs.
So, on Saturday, my father took a break in the excellent model essay copyright house and decided to take me back to my hometown to visit my grandmother. I immediately brought the Qingming fruit made at home, put a basket and a clean newspaper under it, and then carefully laid the Qingming fruit in it to avoid an accident. Finally, I put the basket in the trunk of the car. After everything was ready, our family got on the bus. On the bumpy mountain road, the car kept bumping, and then I remembered the delicious food in the trunk. I am very worried and worried. I told dad to drive slowly, especially where there are pits. We took a leisurely ride, just like an old cow dragging its legs.
After half an hour of turbulence, we finally reached grandma's grave. I'll take out the Qingming fruit and put it away. I took the incense, bowed deeply and made several obeisances. I invited Ann to my grandmother's house and asked him about the copyright of excellent model essays. After he finished the etiquette of the Chinese nation, he took out firecrackers and rang. The sound is deafening, just like thunder in the sky. Scared my brother to tears. Later, I silently made a wish in front of the grave, "I hope grandma can bless me to make faster progress in my studies, and my whole family will live a happy life, be healthy and succeed in my studies." (The process of going to the grave is not specific)
This is a traditional festival of our Chinese nation. It's so meaningful. It's unusual. It's much better. It's so interesting and unusual. There are activities, studies and delicious food. This is a festival different from other festivals. It is much more interesting and meaningful than western festivals.
(2)
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
Everyone knows that this is a Qingming ancient poem written by Du Mu.
Today is Saturday, and my father said early in the morning, "Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived. It is our custom in China to pay homage to the ancestral graves." I proudly said, "Who doesn't know! As if you knew. " My mother and I sang together, making my father afraid to say a word.
Our family of three came to the ancestral grave. We took out our lighters first, and then set off some small firecrackers. At first, I hid in my parents' arms and didn't even dare to look outside. Dad said, "Don't be afraid, son, there is nothing to be afraid of setting off firecrackers." Mother said, "Yes, don't be afraid to set off firecrackers." I said, "I'm scared, I'm scared!" "I used to be a person who likes to set off firecrackers. Why are you so scared now? All because of a small firecracker. That was when I was six years old. When playing again, I found a small firecracker. I let go, but it exploded so fast that my hand was bleeding with a bang. I cried in pain at that time. My neighbors saw my success and told my parents at once. My parents are scared, so take me to the hospital quickly. After we set off firecrackers and lit a few incense sticks, I learned from my parents, bowed first, and then said a word. I can't hear what my parents are saying, but I'm saying, "I'll study hard and go to college in the future, so that I can remember my parents." I know it's useless for me to just talk and not do it. I need to take practical actions. Finally, my father took out some food and wine. He poured the wine into a small teacup and then poured it on the ground in front of the tombstone. On the way home, I said, "aren't you afraid that the weeds next to you will catch fire?" They said, "Of course! But be careful. "
At home, my father took out some "clear fruits" he made for the first time. He said: "I haven't done Qingming fruit, so this Qingming fruit may be much worse than grandma's before." I tasted it and thought it was not delicious, but I ate it anyway, because I believe my father will do better next time!
(3)
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
Tomb-Sweeping Day, which makes people remember their ancestors, is memorable, lamentable and exciting. It contains many stories of their ancestors. When they are buried in the grave, their story is over, and the rest is unforgettable!
As far as I know, April 5th is the traditional Tomb-Sweeping Day in China, which started in the Zhou Dynasty and has a history of more than 2,500 years. Qingming is a very important solar term. As soon as Qingming arrives, the temperature rises, which is a good time for spring ploughing and planting. Therefore, there are agricultural proverbs such as "before and after Qingming, plant melons and beans" and "planting trees is not as good as Qingming". But there is another custom in Tomb-Sweeping Day. On Qingming Day, fireworks don't move, only cold food is eaten.
Tomb-Sweeping Day, also known as Tomb Sweeping Festival, Ghost Festival and Ghost Festival, is called Sanming Festival together with Zhongyuan Festival on July 15 and Xiayuan Festival on July 10/5, which is related to offering sacrifices to ghosts and gods.
According to the old Qingming 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 a few tender new branches and put them on the branches, then kowtow and worship, and finally go home after eating the food.
"Listening to the wind and rain" of course refers to the poem Qingming by Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty: "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. " This poem by Du Mu describes the special atmosphere in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Another year, Tomb-Sweeping Day. Who are you thinking about?
Solemnly declare: some friends can't tell clearly, not because of the font, but because the template itself is like this. So I changed a template, I hope everyone can see it clearly. Also, these three essays are not accidental, but I reprinted them. I also saw some very good compositions on other websites, which are better than these compositions. I will also post them on my blog for all my friends to enjoy.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's speech in 2009
Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. In order to worship our ancestors, we came to the grave to sweep the grave. Do you know why we want to sweep the grave? This is a traditional sport of our Chinese nation.
In ancient times, people thought that Tomb-Sweeping Day began with solar terms. Huai Nan Zi, written by Liu An in Han Dynasty, said: "The fifteenth day after the vernal equinox refers to B, which means the wind is clear."
. "This year's Qingming Festival coincides with the warm spring in March, so it is called' March Festival'. Later, the book "Hundred Questions at the Age" explained: "At this time, everything grows clean and bright, hence the name Qingming. "Obviously, Tomb-Sweeping Day is named after its excellent illumination, temperature and rainfall. Later, in order to commemorate this loyal minister, the emperor called this day Cold Food Festival (today's Tomb-Sweeping Day). Over time, Tomb-Sweeping Day has become a city.
My home in Tomb-Sweeping Day is no exception. It is a very important task to sweep the grave and worship the ancestors today. In the early morning, under the call of grandparents, we headed for the southeast of the county. I rode my bike and arrived at my destination soon. After locking the car, we began to climb the mountain. Probably because it just rained and the mountain road was paved with soil, it was particularly slippery and difficult to walk. My brand-name sports shoes suffered all the way. The scenery on the mountain is still good. Looking around, we can see the rolling mountains, and we can also hear the gurgling sound of running water and the crisp sound of birds ... After a difficult trek, we came to my grandfather's ancestral grave and saw weeds in front. Didn't we just clean up last year? At this time, a poem suddenly appeared in my mind: wildfire never completely burned them, and they were tall again in the spring breeze. The vitality of grass is so strong that it covers the whole grave in just one year. It seems that the task of mowing grass is very arduous, so I took out the sickle owned by the excellent model essay to mow grass. I picked up the sickle and cut the weeds hard. The weeds didn't come down, but my hands were bleeding. Seeing this, my father rushed to teach me how to mow the grass. Dad said to me, "To mow the grass, you have to hold the grass tightly, then press it down hard, and then cut it hard with a sickle, so as to mow the grass." So I followed my father's teaching method, and sure enough, I cut a lot of grass. With the efforts of my father and others, I finally cut all the grass. I also help my mother sweep the floor. We cleaned the ground, respectfully placed flowers, and then went home.
Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. Although I am very tired, I am very happy. I learned knowledge and expressed my memory and respect for my ancestors with my own labor. I think it must be meaningful. You must have visited the grave, too. Let's talk about your grave-sweeping process!