Composition: Qingming random thoughts, 600 words.

"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. "

When it comes to Qingming, this poem will emerge. Du Mu's "Qingming Festival" has been sung through the ages and will last forever. I remember that Li Bai and Du Fu used to drink in Xinghua Village, but they failed to write good sentences. It's not that they drink too much, but that they didn't meet Tomb-Sweeping Day. No matter how fragrant the wine in Xinghua Village is, it can't make a quatrain.

It was the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and it was still very cold at night. Meson tui lived in seclusion in the mountains with his mother, and Jin Wengong was menacing, forcing meson to push out of the mountain to help him repay his kindness in those years. Unexpectedly, meson tui learned that Zhuangzi had not entered WTO, and he was burned alive in the fire, leaving a bloody book. Jin Wengong ordered that this day be designated as the Cold Food Festival, so that people can avoid fireworks and eat only cold food. The next year, Jin Wengong came here to worship Jiezitui. When he saw the resurrected old willow, he remembered that it was Qingming.

When the time comes to the Tang Dynasty, it will be Tomb-Sweeping Day. When I was reunited with my family, I accidentally walked alone on the road. My heart was a little sad, but it rained in Mao Mao, which added a little melancholy. So we had to drown our sorrows by drinking, stopped a shepherd boy from asking questions, and left a picture for us to guess carefully whether Du Mu had found a restaurant, whether to drown his sorrows by drinking or worrying too much, which became an unsolved mystery in his Qingming Festival.

The bell ... the alarm clock never rings late. Even during the first holiday in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I still faithfully performed my duties. I forgot to log off last night when I pressed it. I feel depressed and heavy in the sky. I thought it was going to rain soon, but as a result, there were only a few more clouds, and there were also a few more people next to the grave, with more feelings and more flavor.

Now think about it, what kind of feelings it is, a kind of sadness and silence, a kind of harmony and peace, or a kind of calm and helplessness. Alas! I don't know. After all, Tomb-Sweeping Day is not destined to be sad. I don't know if sadness is a main theme of Qingming. That was a long time ago, at least in the Jin dynasty, but not since modern times. Because of the emergence and popularity of new ideas, it is impossible to define them accurately now.

In a twinkling, Tomb-Sweeping Day passed. If there is any regret, it is that the weather is not beautiful, and the next rain in Mao Mao failed to render a little atmosphere.

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