Tomb-Sweeping Day's composition is 200 words.

During the Qingming Festival, it rained so much that pedestrians on the road wanted to be heartbroken. Qian Ming flew a white butterfly, which sounded like a bird.

It's also the Qingming Festival, when it's drizzling, and we cry in the face of loess barren hills or cold tombstones. Generations have been asking themselves: Where am I from and where am I going? Although each of us asked our parents this way since childhood, we also asked others this way until we grew up and asked ourselves, but no one could answer ourselves clearly. Because of taboos, but also because of taboos, but also because of unspeakable embarrassment. Therefore, Zen has a famous proverb: come from where you came and go where you go.

In fact, answering this question is the same as asking this question, and you don't need to think. When we remember our deceased relatives or ancestors in the Qingming drizzle, we all know that they still brought themselves into this world from nothingness and returned to a piece of loess from this world, just like them. After the death of the world, the most precious thing left to this eternal time and space is not only a reputation that will not last long, so that relatives, friends and future generations can remember it, but also a tomb of "a handful of loess to shelter from the wind and rain" for future generations to pay homage to.

However, it is this kind of memorial that will be forgotten forever, but in the way of it runs in the family and interlocking, the blood relatives of the Chinese nation will be passed down from generation to generation in the memory and grief of blood relatives, which has produced a great emotional cohesion-this is the descendants of China and the descendants of the Chinese people, and this is the ethnic consciousness or genealogical love given to each surname by hundreds of surnames. And this kind of affection consciousness and affection, in the Qingming period, will get the most extreme publicity and catharsis.

Tomb-Sweeping Day is a day for the Chinese nation to pay homage to their deceased relatives, and it is also a festival to remember the kindness and achievements of their ancestors. When the drizzle soaked the grass in Yuan Ye, sprinkled it on the cold and silent tombstone, and wetted the loess grave of our ancestors, this land, which would not normally enter our life vision and would not affect our intersection of sadness and joy, was suddenly brought into our life by the drizzle and stretched in our sad hearts, reminding us of our lost relatives again. Live your day well, feel the joy of human happiness, and cherish life's attachment to the world.

Standing in the cold drizzle, thinking in front of the grave of the deceased relatives, let the pure grief with affection and life consciousness accompany the clear tears and flow gently with the rain beads. Perhaps, it can wash away the confusion and helplessness of the mortal world that has been precipitated for too long, give yourself a fresh and clear understanding, and give comfort to distant relatives or ancestors. I believe I can live a clean life and have my own clean life. Then, Tomb-Sweeping Day, our nation, has truly become a sober life station in the face of the confession of relatives in the spirit of heaven!

The Qingming rain is falling, and the thoughts of life are blowing. I admire and miss my ancestors or relatives in the dark and relive the question of where I came from and where I am going. Perhaps we can once again feel a transcendence of life from the depths of our hearts and experience the purity of real blood relationship. In the cohesion and inspiration of our ancestors' blood dependence, we dream of finding a beautiful realm of full moon and bright flowers. ...