Qing Ming ta Qing composition

In our daily study, work and life, we are all familiar with composition. Composition is a transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from compressed and concise language that we can understand to developed and standardized grammatical structure that others can understand. I believe writing a composition is a headache for many people. The following is my collection of Qingming outing compositions for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

During the Qingming period, people paid homage to their ancestors in various ways, which did contain the connotation of "gratitude". In fact, as a society, a society without "touching" is numb, and a society without "gratitude" is difficult to develop for a long time.

If we want to cultivate people's gratitude, we might as well turn Tomb-Sweeping Day into a "Thanksgiving Day". In this festival, by thanking our ancestors, especially the revolutionary martyrs, we can deeply realize that today's happiness is hard-won, the greatness and significance of life, and consciously assume the responsibilities of family and society. "The drizzle in Tomb-Sweeping Day is sad, the wild flowers in the desert are in full bloom, and the sacrifices are on the shoulders, all for the first grave." This is a folk song with a long history. This ballad vividly sums up the sad mood of people sweeping graves. This tells us that the dead are gone. After all, we can only remember the dead, not bring them back to life. Therefore, we should cherish people, especially relatives, so that the living can live with more dignity and care. So we should turn Tomb-Sweeping Day into a "pro-plot". In this festival, we not only cherish the memory of martyrs and deceased relatives, but also care for relatives and even everyone who is still enjoying the sunshine of life. This is more conducive to caring for relatives and families, honoring parents, and thus promoting family harmony and social harmony.

At the same time, there are a series of activities such as hiking, inserting willows and planting green in Tomb-Sweeping Day's traditional festival customs. This is consistent with the idea of maintaining harmony between man and nature advocated today. Therefore, we should go out of the room, out of the city, into nature, to feel the charm of nature, to appreciate the gift of nature, to return the gift of nature, and to make Tomb-Sweeping Day a "festival of nature".

Spring came quietly, and the teacher took us out of the classroom to watch the beautiful scenery in nature and feel the beautiful spring.

The students got on the bus excitedly. After getting on the bus, everyone couldn't calm down and laughed all the way. The bright sunshine outside the window shines on the grass, and the grass becomes shiny.

Twenty minutes later, we arrived and saw a colorful sign that read "Rape Flower Sea". We followed the teacher and went in with curiosity. Suddenly, I saw a green ocean. I thought it was farmland. It turns out that these green things are pods that grow after rape blossoms wither, and there are seeds in them. It is said that seeds contain oil and can be eaten when squeezed out. A gust of wind blows, which smells good! These pods sway gently in the wind like winners.

We came to the ridge of the country again, and the ground was slippery. Walking on it, I didn't even dare to look. After the dirt road, we came to the gravel road again, and our feet stepped on it, making a loud noise, almost forgetting that we were walking.

Soon we arrived at the observation deck to see the scarecrow. It turns out that they are plowing the land. Climbing up the observation deck and looking at the distant scenery is really refreshing.

Coming down from the observation deck, we went to the fish pond and found many holes in the ground. Suddenly, a leech crawled out. I was scared when I heard that leeches can suck blood. However, with teachers and classmates around, I immediately recovered my calm.

Finally, we came to Taohua Forest. Flowers are really like smiling faces in spring. There are yellow daisies, blue forget-me-not, and many wild flowers that I can't name. When you are tired of playing, sit down, pick a dandelion and blow out your wishes.

The happy time passed so fast that we reluctantly got on the bus and left this beautiful place.

Every year when Tomb-Sweeping Day comes, I think you will think of the poems of Du Mu, a well-known Tang poet, just like me. During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls; Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. To express the feelings of missing our ancestors.

Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day, and it is raining in Mao Mao. Under the guidance of adults, we went to sweep the graves of our ancestors together. Some people hold hoes, some people hold sacrifices, and some people go to the ancestral grave of Houshan with umbrellas. Even though the road was not easy and the ground was a little slippery, I managed to reach the grave-sweeping site smoothly. Then, go about your business. Adults are busy with hoes to remove weeds in front of the grave, repair branches and add some shovel to the grave. On the other hand, they put sacrifices in front of graves, incense their ancestors, burn paper money and hang some notes on branches. When paying homage to my ancestors, I prayed in my heart that my ancestors would bless our family's peace, happiness and health, and get into a good university after their studies were successful.

Over a mountain, I came to grandpa's grave. On the way, I heard adults say that grandpa was ill and died. At that time, the family conditions were not good and there was no money to treat him. At this time, because grandma remembered many things about grandpa's past, she burst into tears. Under her influence, everyone can't help feeling sad. Similarly, we also sweep the grave for grandpa, press incense paper and go down the mountain after the worship. On the way, I helped my grandmother and said to her, "Grandma, don't be sad. Life is rich now. Grandpa wishes you a good and happy life. " At this time, the rain stopped, and the sky was bright. Grandfather Sun also showed a happy smile!

Today in Tomb-Sweeping Day, we didn't go to the cemetery to sweep graves as usual, but went for an outing in Anhui.

Our destination this time is Xidi and Hongcun, the ancient villages of Anhui, a world cultural heritage. Our family drove to Yixian for more than four hours, and soon we met a row of ancient villages-Hongcun, which is also a national 5A-level tourist attraction.

We entered Hongcun, and the dense bluestone road made us dizzy. The alley is very narrow and long, and some houses around it have been blackened by wind and rain, but they cannot hide their simplicity and purity. The roof of the house is corrugated, and the morning dew flows down from the roof. The sound of "tick-tock" makes the village seem extraordinarily quiet.

Walking, inadvertently came to the most beautiful place in Hongcun-Nanhu. The blue waves are rippling and crystal clear, and several rows of houses are dotted around the lake, forming a beautiful picture with the South Lake. Among the reeds, ducks are singing, and a group of ducks are playing around the reeds. Their shapes are symmetrical to the still water map, and they move quietly, making the lake come alive. Spring makes it full of vitality. The weeping willows by the lake have sprouted, like the hair of a girl in Nanhu. The breeze blows, branches dance, leaves rustle and ducks croak and sing. The South Lake in the morning is like a girl who is dressing up. It's really appropriate to wear light makeup.

The South Lake in the sunset has added a lot of color to it, and it has a unique flavor. Against the red clouds, the willows put on a red coat. The reflection floats, birds fly and fish jump, just like a paradise on earth.

South Lake is full of spring, Xia Feng is full of flowers, autumn leaves are falling out of the water, and the residual bridge is beautiful and magical because of it.

On April 4th, it was Tomb-Sweeping Day. Everyone went to visit graves and go for an outing. I am no exception. I went back to my hometown Linzi, first to worship my ancestors, and second to go out to play.

Speaking of Tomb-Sweeping Day, everyone is familiar with it, but many things about Tomb-Sweeping Day are still very vague. Let me talk about it. Tomb-Sweeping Day is one of the 24 solar terms in the lunar calendar. At the turn of mid-spring and late spring, that is, from winter to the future 108 days, the solar terms are formulated according to the lunar calendar, and there is no leap year in the lunar calendar. The traditional Tomb-Sweeping Day of the Han nationality in China began in the Zhou Dynasty and has a history of more than 2,500 years. "Almanac" wrote: "On the fifteenth day after the vernal equinox, the bucket refers to Ding, which is used for Qingming. When everything is clean and bright, when it is covered, everything is clean and bright, hence the name." Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional folk festival in China and one of the important "eight festivals a year" in China. Generally around April 5th in Gregorian calendar, the festival is very long. There are two sayings: 8 days before 10 and 10 days before 10, and these 20 days belong to Tomb-Sweeping Day.

On this day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, there are many customs. In addition to paying attention to the prohibition of fire to sweep graves, there are also a series of customary sports activities such as hiking, swinging, playing cuju, playing polo and inserting willows. According to legend, this is because it is forbidden to eat cold food during the Cold Food Festival. In order to prevent the harm of cold food and cold meal to people, everyone comes to participate in some sports activities to exercise. Among these sports, I like hiking and flying kites best. In my hometown, I can't wait to call my brother and sister to fly kites after lunch. We found a vast open space and flew kites there. This kite is a dragon-shaped strip. It's light to fly. It should be easy to fly. However, at first, there was no wind, so we couldn't fly it. Later, we ran hard against the wind, and everyone ran for a while. Finally, everything paid off, and slowly, the wind began to blow. Finally, our kite was released, we cheered happily, jumped and dragged the kite, ran like crazy, and forgot all the unhappiness in our hearts.

The sun has slowly faded its brilliance. It's time for us to go home. During my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lived a full and happy life.

Qingming Walking Composition 6 "It rains a lot during Qingming Festival", and on this day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, it keeps drizzling. Rendered a foggy and gloomy atmosphere, which brought sorrow and sadness to people. My parents and I went to the beautiful countryside for an outing because we missed our hometown.

Along the way, the spring is bright and full of vitality. Deeply infected, I couldn't help whispering, "Thousands of miles of Ti Ying are green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags." In spring, the mountain village, thousands of miles away, is full of flowers, singing and dancing. The lush forest is green all over the mountains and rice fields in Yuan Ye, reflecting the brilliance of the sky and showing a white color. The cheerful and clear calls of birds sounded everywhere in the mountains, and the drizzle was like a cloud, floating gently. This is really "the mountains and plains are green, and the sound of rules is raining like smoke"! We are enjoying the beautiful scenery and moving forward with great interest. At this time, two naive children came into our eyes. They chase and fight by the roadside and fly kites in the warm east wind. "The children came back early from school and were busy flying kites in the east wind." I recited poems, and these two lively children added a little vitality to the beautiful spring.

"Yellow four maiden flowers full, thousands of flowers low. Even butterflies dance from time to time, and charming Yingying just cries. " We walked into the farmer's garden, and the beautiful scenery amazed us. There are so many flowers on both sides of the path that they bend over. Butterflies in the game come and go among the flowers, hovering and dancing, clinging to them and unwilling to leave. The free oriole makes a delicate call in the tree, and the sound is so harmonious and beautiful. Such a realm is both amazing and comfortable.

When we came to the field again, it was really "rambling grass across the plain, coming and going with the four seasons". Weeds that flourish in the field wither and flourish once a year. When the spring breeze blows, they thrive and are full of vitality. "The sky is grey and wild, and the wind blows grass and sees cattle and sheep." The fields are endless, a breeze blows, and the grass crouches down, revealing flocks of cattle and sheep, adding infinite fun to the silent fields!

Today's Qingming outing made me realize the simple and interesting life in the countryside, how beautiful the countryside is, and the countryside in April presented different scenery everywhere.

Qingming Walking Composition 7 Tomb-Sweeping Day, sunny weather, cloudless Wan Li. My mother and I went for an outing to find the footprints of spring. The breeze blew all the way on my face, soft and soft, like my mother's hand touching me.

Spring is colorful. Golden rape is yellow like a butterfly, which looks like a golden coat on the earth from a distance; Pink peach blossom looks like a little girl's blushing face, and looks like a touch of Xia Hong in the sky from a distance; White pear blossoms are as white as snow and look like flawless clouds in the sky from a distance; Green wheat is like jade, and green makes your eyes look like a green ocean from a distance; With and without names, wild flowers of various colors are scattered in the grass like little stars. Rows of geese are lined up in the sky like "people" and "one", roaming freely in the sky like a broken kite ... The earth is decorated with this beautiful color, like a colorful carpet, and like a spring scene painting with heavy makeup.

Spring has a taste, and rape blossoms exude a strong fragrance; The fragrance of peach blossoms can hook people's souls; Pear is sweet and fragrant; The wheat field is full of fresh breath ... all kinds of fragrant smells are refreshing and intoxicating. There is a sound in spring. The fragrance of all kinds of flowers attracts hardworking bees, who fly in the flowers. Calling friends is busy collecting pollen and preparing rich food for autumn. The gentle wind blows the rape blossoms, and the clothes of Huang Cancan dance with the wind; Warm spring breeze blows on pink peach blossoms, and bunches of peach blossoms dance happily; The fresh spring breeze blows on the pear tree, like a pear with strings of small bells jingling; The warm spring breeze blows on the wheat seedlings, the wheat seedlings rustle, and the green sea makes waves ... All kinds of sounds are intertwined, like a beautiful spring symphony played by a spring girl.

Spring is a season full of hope. "The season of the year lies in spring!" The farmer's uncle is pollinating peach blossoms and pear blossoms. Looking at the flowers all over the tree, they laughed from ear to ear. Sweat drops from my face from time to time, which is the sweat of hope, pregnant with autumn harvest and autumn hope.

Spring is like a beautiful picture, colorful, changeable, unforgettable and amazing. What a beautiful spring! What a beautiful nature, I want to write it down, draw it with my pen, and let this beautiful picture stay in my memory forever.

On the afternoon of April 1, my classmates and I came to Qingdao Revolutionary Martyrs Memorial Hall. After the solemn ceremony, we entered the exhibition hall. In the corner of the exhibition hall, a simulated statue caught my eye. It was a young girl tied to a tree trunk, and there stood three bad guys with whips and red-hot soldering irons.

I looked at the girl tied to the tree carefully. She has short black hair, a face with a determination to die, and round eyes staring at the nearest villain, showing pride and contempt for him. Blue and white clothes were dyed red with blood, and the body was covered with wounds whipped out by whips. A large bundle of burning firewood was piled at her feet and around, and the lights vividly imitated the raging fire. I read the instructions standing next to me carefully. I didn't know she was only eighteen until I read the instructions.

At this time, a kind of respect came from my heart. In that war-torn era, it was countless brave martyrs like her who shed their blood on the battlefield with the determination to die. For the country, they not only went through fire and water, but also gave their lives. These martyrs are all in their twenties and thirties, very young. They gave up their small home and defended their motherland with their lives. Yes, if the country is not a country, how can the family survive? I think they can make such a righteous act because of such a national feeling-patriotism.

Dare to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky for sacrifice and ambition. The blood of the martyrs gathered into a big river, which flowed through the rugged and dangerous road and finally flowed to the open plain. They bought us today with their precious lives.

Every year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I wait for my parents to go home from the grave, but this year, under the guidance of my teacher, I walked into the Martyrs Cemetery for the first time and visited the grave for the first time. The scene in front of me is both familiar and strange to me. I am familiar with the environment that I always hear from my parents, but I am unfamiliar with it. When I really see tombstones and cemeteries; Seeing the sad expressions on the faces of those revolutionary martyrs' relatives, I really realized the meaning of a poem: it rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road are dying.

The students were very excited when they learned that they were going to have an outing to sweep the grave. On the way, we held high the flag of the flying team and walked to the revolutionary martyrs cemetery with neat steps. The grass on the roadside is lush and the birds are cheerful. Our footsteps are mixed with birds and rustling leaves, just like a symphony. Some students also take garbage bags and pick up the garbage on the ground to make the road clean as new. In fact, the students learned the selfless spirit of heroes. Let the students understand the truth of keeping up with heroes and starting from small things.

In a short time, the Martyrs Cemetery arrived. The girls recoiled at the sight of the big stairs. But at the sight of the tall statue standing in the center of the square, it seemed to be alive again and ran happily to the top stairs.

The mourning ceremony began, and the students' previous happiness vanished. They were all very sad, and some students left sad tears. In that three-second silence, the scene was silent, as if you could clearly hear the sound of a needle falling to the ground. The short silence ceremony ended, and the students, led by the teacher, went into the exhibition hall one after another to visit.

As soon as I entered the exhibition hall, the tragic and bleak animation scene during the war made me sigh: Although the war is sad, it is gratifying to have these national heroes to escort us and our country!

Yes, how sad it would be if a nation didn't even have a heroine! The reason why our nation can prosper is precisely because of these national heroes!

Qingming outing composition 10 Qingming small holiday, my parents took me for an outing and felt the breath of spring.

With the desire for an outing, the family excitedly packed up the necessities and set off early in the morning.

With a brisk pace and humming a familiar tune, I looked up and headed for the suburbs. The first person who greeted me on the road was "Aunt Spring Breeze". She gently blew my face with a slightly moist breath and suddenly felt very comfortable. She stroked my head and told me with a smile, welcome to the world of spring.

Today, Grandpa Sun showed his long-lost kindness and brilliance. Pieces of golden light are sprinkled in the world, into everyone's heart, so that the warmth of spring can be integrated into every corner of the world. Just as I was feeling the sun bathing, I was awakened by a silvery birdsong, as if to say to me, "Come on! Come with me, the scenery in front is more perfect! "

With the singing of birds, we arrived at our destination soon. Sure enough, compared with the hustle and bustle in the city, the natural scenery there is unusually clear and quiet. The original surging mood suddenly calmed down. Walking on the roadside, several grasses sneaked out of the ground with our pace, as if eager to share this beautiful scenery with us. Looking ahead, there is a green meadow. When the wind blows, it rustles. Good spring, good spring. The willows on both sides of the grass are foggy green, and the willow branches sway with the wind and wave their hands to pay tribute to spring. In the small green grass under the willow tree, small wildflowers show smiling faces, and red, white, yellow and colorful are dotted in the green, which is particularly beautiful.

Looking up, a few white clouds floated from the horizon, waving and smiling at us. Blue sky, white clouds and golden sunshine set off the green space and our happy smiling faces, but the beauty of time is so!

I think what can be more beautiful than nature? Can be happier than we are at the moment? Cherish this moment, I will study hard and make progress every day!

The weather in spring is really good! Warm sunshine shines on the body, warm and gentle; The spring breeze brushed my face, just like my mother's hand touched my face quietly. The breath of spring wafts around me. I am like a little mole who has been suppressed for a winter, flying happily in the vast sky. I sometimes ride very fast and enjoy the happiness of the wind blowing in my ear; Sometimes, I will lose a big shot and leave proudly after my mother dies.

I enjoy the scenery while riding a bike. The flowers that send spring flowers are so bright and bright, and the hanging branches are inlaid with countless elves. The flowers in the flower bed are like fire, and the golden yellow and bright colors attract butterflies and bees, who enjoy delicious nectar. The weeping willows sit side by side, with green braids hanging on the branches. From time to time, a gust of wind blew and the willow branches danced happily. Sometimes two willow branches are in close contact, entangled all the way, and talk softly.

Unconsciously, we came to Shannan Square. There are many people here, a sea of people and traffic, and the horn of the car "Didi" drowned out the peddler's cry. The towering grass is woven into a green carpet, and the sun shines on the carpet, which is harsh and green. Play a few rolls, race a few cars, and put a few poss on the lawn, which is so comfortable.

The most striking thing is the kite flying in the sky. There are eagles spreading their wings, penguins shaking their heads, giant goldfish, snakes swaggering around and birds. These animal companions are playing in the sky where they belong. They flew shoulder to shoulder into the blue sky, rushed down in lightning speed, and staggered in the sky like drunk. People hold the thread, hold their heads high, and their hearts seem to fly into the air with kites.

Qingming Walking Composition 12 Every time I go to Tomb-Sweeping Day, my parents always take me to the suburbs to play. As usual, my parents took me to yunlong lake for an outing this year.

"There are many rains during the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." I wonder if it's the reason for sweeping the grave. On the road, the traffic volume has increased a lot compared with usual, and the past roads have been blocked by pedestrians and vehicles. However, it seems like the emotion in the poem: how can the sadness of worshipping relatives resist the purification of the soul in spring?

Along the way, no matter where you go, you can find the footsteps of spring. Walking in yunlong lake, I saw a sea of people on the lawn, where people flew kites, had picnics and played cards ... What a leisurely scene. Looking up at the sky, there are many kites in the sky. They have different styles, such as eagle, plane and swallow. They are flying high in the blue sky, as if they are fighting for a higher realm!

Walking on the cool path by the lake, the spring wind gently blows on the face, which makes people intoxicated. There is a small bridge not far away, and there are several pavilions beside it, which add a little beauty under the sunshine. So we stepped forward in three or two steps, and there were three striking Chinese characters written on the bridge head, "Bridge to solve worries". Why is it called a bridge to relieve anxiety? It is said that in the Han Dynasty, there was a princess You Jie in Xuzhou, in memory of her. But some people interpret it as: when you are unhappy, come here for a walk and stroll, and you may feel happier! I closed my eyes gently, breathing the breath of nature, and my mood really brightened up at once.

Looking up at Yunlong Mountain, Jiujie Mountain stretches along the east coast of yunlong lake. There are trees and flowers everywhere on the mountain, and the lake below is more beautiful. The lake is sparkling, and people are boating on it, only to hear cheerful songs from a distance: "Row …" The originally calm water surface stirs up layers of waves.

Unconsciously, the sunset has gradually set. The bridge is reflected in the lake, covered with mist, and the water and sky are the same. My heart was intoxicated by the beautiful yunlong lake, and I refused to leave.

Qingming Walking Composition 13 "Li, Li ..."

The first spring rain came and waltzed. Spring is stepping on a weak rhythm, accompanied by the sound of falling rain, which brings us a special festival-Qingming. "There are many rains during the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." Qingming, people will naturally add a trace of sadness, especially in the rainy season, which makes it difficult for us to solve our worries.

But our family didn't want such a beautiful spring, so we went to the park to find the footprints of spring.

Parks in spring are especially refreshing. The sky is blue, like a freshly washed sapphire. The surrounding mountains are so green and the water is so green, just like stepping into the realm of "myth". As soon as the grass wakes up, it always feels that the green that has just been rendered seems surprisingly green and transparent, just like jade. Recently, two small flowers have come out, either thick or light, or red or pink, as if they were painted by Miss Chun not long ago. That kind of sky covers that kind of mountain, that kind of mountain surrounds that kind of water, and that kind of water sets off that kind of flowers and plants. Isn't the realm of poetry and dreams like stepping into a sacred place like painting? Everything here is so attractive, and everything makes people feel comfortable!

On this day, there seems to be a lot of people in the park, probably because of the good weather. It's not noon yet, and the parking space is over half.

People took off their thick cotton-padded jackets and ran to the grass, smelling the breath of spring and bumping into them. We hear spring, see it, smell it and touch it. They are all in high spirits, flushed, and their mouths are filled with spring smiles.

Qingming Walking Composition 14 Last year, Tomb-Sweeping Day had a holiday, and I invited some friends to go for an outing in Biyan Temple, which gained a lot of beautiful scenery in spring.

"There are many rains during the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." From Du Mu's poems, we feel that Qingming has a long history, and Tomb-Sweeping Day is also called Youth Day. This festival is for people to sweep graves, sacrifice ancestors or go out for an outing and have a picnic in the suburbs and mountains.

On the same day, we arrived at the foot of Biyan Temple by car for two hours.

When we stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up at the looming misty temple, several "giant windmills" wind turbines stood on the top of the mountain, and we could vaguely see that the fan blades were slowly rotating.

Up the hill, there are streams and bamboo forests along the road, and the bamboo is swaying in the wind as if waving to us. On the way, I heard the sound of "rushing" water and asked my mother, "What's that sound ahead? Is there a sound of a waterfall? " "I don't know, why don't we go down and have a look?" After that, we followed the sound to a pool. There were many smooth pebbles in the pool, which were colorful and beautiful!

The sun has risen to the highest point. By this time, we had been climbing for a long time, and a gust of sandalwood came. Friends say we will arrive at the temple soon! Not long after, an ancient temple appeared in front of us, where many tourists burned incense and worshipped Buddha and had a picnic. We also ate many snacks here and enjoyed the scenery at the foot of the mountain. There are many small houses in the village, and there are large areas of trees and bamboo forests at the foot of the mountain.

Then we continue to climb. On this lonely road, a little lizard suddenly appeared in front of us. It is dark green, with four claws and a slender tail behind it. It nimbly crossed the path and disappeared into the bushes.

Finally came to the top of the mountain, listening to the roar of giant wind power blades. It seems that the wind at the top of the mountain is really strong! There is a lot of red soil on the steep slope next to it, and there are some stones that have not weathered and weathered. Looking down from the top of the mountain, the trees below are colorful, and the leaves on the trees are some golden, some light green, some bright red and some grape purple. Really like an ocean of flowers!

Biyan Temple in Tomb-Sweeping Day is really a good place for an outing!

Qingming Walking Composition 15 Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. According to my parents, today is a traditional folk festival and one of the important festivals in China.

As the saying goes, it rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Asked where there was a restaurant, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. Just like the famous poem by Du Mu, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, Qingming is accompanied by drizzle every year.

He always gives people a feeling of sadness. The annual Tomb-Sweeping Day is coming in the drizzle.

This morning, it was another strong-winged sky. Wandering around for a while, I feel particularly sad, but it's still inappropriate!

I was woken up by my father for breakfast and took a fire, paper and hoe to sweep the grave. Stepping on the thorns on the road and along the muddy path, we came to my wife's grave. After my father lit the fire, I put paper and firecrackers on it. We braved the light rain and prepared to go to the grave of another wife. I'm not interested in enjoying flowers and plants. Birds singing and insects singing, I didn't mind listening, just came to the grave early. After a while, we arrived. Looking at the lonely grave, I can't help feeling sad. When my father finished weeding and lit the fire, he took out the paper and scattered it all on the grave. ...

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, the flowers are staggered, and there is a dead silence around. This scene makes me feel nostalgic: I can't help but burst into tears when I think of the love and joy they gave me before my death. At this time, my father also shed tears. The rain didn't subside, and we cried until we stood up after a long time.

At this time, I saw the red azaleas in the distance. According to my mother, azaleas are also called Qingming flowers. They are in full bloom in Qingming Festival because they are the best thing to commemorate and appease the dead. So, I ran to pick graves for my grandparents, hoping that they could all get help.

A few flowers bloom every year, and there are different happiness every year. Not everyone can feel it. I long for happiness in this rain, so I long for clarity.