Miao Tomb-Sweeping Day's 450-word composition.

Today is the traditional grave-sweeping festival in Tomb-Sweeping Day and China. My father drove my grandmother, my mother, my brother and I back to my hometown in Xianyou. My hometown is on a mountain near Xianyou County. After a 1 hour highway around the mountain, we finally reached our destination-my familiar hometown in my dream.

As soon as we got off the bus, we smelled a fresh country breath, surrounded by green hills, and the whole country seemed so quiet. We walked for a few minutes and saw an old house built of mud. This is where grandpa, grandma and dad used to live. Now only great-grandmother and great-grandfather live there. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Great Grandpa and Great Grandma, both elderly people. When I saw our arrival, a smile broke out on my wrinkled face. After greeting Grandpa and Grandma, we are going to visit Grandpa's grave. We climbed the hill behind the house. The spring is bright, and the traffic on both sides of the path is busy. There are little heads exposed by green grass, ants running around in Spring Festival travel rush, and bamboo shoots sneaking out of their heads. The mountain road is really interesting. Chickens and ducklings play with us for a while, and lambs and puppies race with us for a while. The green wheat fields and golden rape flowers in the distance add bright colors to the spring in my hometown.