Write an essay on Qingming Festival with feelings

Introduction: It was pouring rain on the morning of the Qingming Festival. I saw my mom and dad and yelled with excitement. Here are eight essays I shared with you on writing about the Qingming Festival with feelings!

Ching Ming Festival feeling (1)

The annual "Ching Ming Festival" is here again, the unit of the holiday break plus series of breaks *** have three days of vacation. In this small vacation, we go back and forth to the deceased loved ones around the tomb, to send condolences! Every time, I will always consciously unconsciously think of the poem "Qingming" that I learned as a child:

The rain falls one after another in the Qingming Festival,

The pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

Ask where the tavern is,

The shepherd boy pointed to the village of apricot blossoms.

The mood expressed by the author in the poem. Every time I read it, there are many flavors that come to my mind, pain, loss, nostalgia, sadness ......

In the season of spring, when the weather is still cold, the scenery still looks so cold. Only the tenacious grass, desperately from the ground to explore the tender head to look around! In this strange new world, it will experience what life journey? The snow and ice have not yet completely melted, and those who have just revived the world is pregnant with new life.

Think about life. The first time I saw this, I had to go to the hospital to get a doctor's prescription. My mother risked her life to give birth to a child in the world, the tearing pain, witnessed the child and your blood connection. No matter how hard or difficult you try to take care of the child's smiling face, no matter how hard or tired the father will protect the family's peace. Today, the former child is not young, the father's tall waist is no longer firm! The once thick black hair has been polished by the years into sparse silver threads that are not in shape! In this situation, the bottom of the heart will always rise up infinite feelings of sadness. Why is there sadness and happiness in the world? Why is the moon so full and so cloudy? I miss the days when my parents were with me! At this point, I can only stare blankly at those who walk with their parents of the same age. The fading silhouettes y touched the sensitive nerves in my heart! The silk of the spring silkworm is not exhausted until it dies, and the wax torch turns into ash and tears begin to dry up! It has been many years since my mother passed away! Everything seems like yesterday. Your face, your figure, when surfaced in my mind and dreams, there is my mother to the child's calf love, but also the child of my mother that endless attachment, thinking of family feelings!

Ching Ming Festival feeling (2)

Ching Ming Festival, the lingering rain brings not the romance of the past, but the bleak cold that invades the bone marrow.

Qingming. Qingming, said the export always have a kind of sadness surged to the heart. Inexplicably, the mood has become very heavy.

The death of an ancestor is often a sad memory in everyone's mind, buried deep in the memory, unwilling to mention, unwilling to remember. And Qingming, all the grief will be pulled back to reality, just like that calmly presented in front of everyone. So, the initial kind of heart-breaking pain, and came back. The dead rest in peace, the living, but it is difficult to put down.

I believe that the rain at the time of the Qingming Festival, every drop is made of everyone's thoughts.... This kind of thoughts, so painful, so heartbreaking. So when this raindrops fall on everyone, only let people's hearts rise up unnamable sentimental, only let people's mood become inexplicably heavy.

The rain falls at Qingming Festival, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

Ching Ming Festival, is a hand can pick up the tears of the season, but also a sad spread of the season. Turning around, looking down, hard to say. Who will be the taste of pain, along with thoughts buried together?

When really buried, forget it?

Qingming Festival, we all clearly understand that what is gone, will not be repeated. But that thought is in any case can not be forgotten. We just suppressed, trying not to think.

But Qingming, but all the release. So the nostalgia, the sadness, the unforgettable and what not, all come back at once. Not a single bit has been reduced, but rather, it has become clearer and clearer in the mind.

This rain, it does not stop, tears also flow ceaselessly. I don't want to restrain again, cry then cry, after all, that is all the people are difficult to forget, those who once loved us even if not, we have to be brave to go on. Otherwise how can we afford their love and our remembrance?

This rain, rain gloomy. But we should smile brightly, not to let those who once loved us y, see us unhappy, not to ......

Qingming Festival rain.

Ching Ming Festival Feelings (3)

This year's Ching Ming Festival gives me the biggest feeling is that there are many people and many cars. Qingming Festival this day, everyone is very busy, the streets and alleys, people come and go, vehicles flow endlessly, a small mountain town originally not big blocked a water, the road to the mountain even everywhere traffic jam ..... Tomb-sweeping and grave-sweeping are the traditional cultural practices of remembering the deceased and passing on love. But Qingming Festival seems to be more than the Spring Festival lively, had to let a person a little idea.

Qingming Festival graves also found an interesting phenomenon, is to go to the grave of the people crying face less, with a calm smile more people. The poem of Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty, "The rain falls during Qingming Festival, and people on the road want to break their souls", means that the people visiting the graves are in a sad and heavy mood. But now more than half of the people visiting the graves are smiling, a stark contrast to the tense and tired faces of the morning and evening commuters.

Of course, there are also crying on the graveyard, but those who have just lost their loved ones not long ago, most of the crying is very short, perhaps this is the modern concept. After all, "people die like a lamp," the natural law of life and death is irresistible, we have already put the death of very light, very light, so even in the cemetery, do not feel that this is the place of grief. In the flow of people visiting the graveyard to pay homage to their ancestors and sweep the graves, a group of pairs of friends and relatives gathered together, they either greeted with a smile, or smiled while walking and talking, there is no sadness for the people under the ground, they greeted each other more with family stories, human feelings, past and future ...... In a word, pleasant expressions accompanied the grave sweepers! The people, there is no poet Du Mu described "want to break the soul" look.

We really see the ancestor of the tomb as a day of relaxation. The people who are alive do not need to grieve for the dead, they should be happy for the dead because they are finally free from all the sufferings of life! --I wonder if this is the right understanding? I don't know what kind of feelings everyone who went to sweep the graves on Qingming Day had?

Ching Ming Festival Feelings (4)

Today is April 5th, a traditional Chinese holiday - Ching Ming Festival. In the morning, I was pulled up at 5 or 6, haphazardly put on my clothes, and before I had time to eat breakfast, I was stuffed into the car and set off for my hometown.

Today's weather is good with some anomalies, not only did not rain, but also out of the sun. There are a lot of places to go to sweep the tomb! What old grandma old grandma old grandpa - some places are very far away, but no matter how far away, we went to every point.

Along the way, I asked this and that, the uncles said I was too small, do not say anything to me, but I do have a deeper understanding of the "Qingming Festival rain has been, the road pedestrians want to break the soul" this "want to break the soul of" three words.

In these graves, the closest thing to my blood is my grandfather. I've never seen him before, but I'd love to know what he looks like. Grandma did have a picture of my grandfather, but I never dared to ask her for it for fear of causing her grief. When I saw other children talking and laughing with their grandfathers, I was envious and sad.

When I came to my grandfather's grave, my uncles began to pull weeds and clean up the garbage. In a short while, the grave is new. Mom and dad nimbly from the bag out of the seal of yellow paper, medieval coins, in front of the grave burned to ashes, to send money to the grandfather in the underworld; and then set up the bulging eggs, fragrant pork, red apples - we light the incense, hands up incense in three rows to pay homage to grandpa, and then we set off the firecrackers.

Ching Ming Festival is a festival to remember our dead relatives, and every year we go home to sweep the graves. Yes, there is no ancestor which is after.

Ching Ming Festival feeling (5)

April 4 every year, is our people remember ancestors, martyrs Qingming Festival, in order to commemorate this day with far-reaching significance, in memory of the revolutionary martyrs, carry forward the spirit of patriotism, strengthen the patriotism education, guide the majority of students to set up a correct outlook on the world, the outlook on life, the value of the promotion of the spiritual civilization of our school. Our school's spiritual civilization construction. We wore bright red scarves on our chests and came to the Martyrs' Cemetery with sad and heavy hearts to remember the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the liberation of the motherland and the peace of the people, and to admire their great achievements. The Martyrs' Mausoleum is so solemn and solemn, and the pines and cypresses on both sides of the door are so upright and verdant.

We lined up to the entrance of the Martyrs' Cemetery, we began the theme of the team meeting: first of all, the principal's speech, and then by the brigade cadres on behalf of the speech, and then by the counselor to lead us to take the oath of office and finally for the martyrs of the revolution in silence. In those three minutes, I thought a lot of many: our today's happy and beautiful life are created by the revolutionary martyrs for us, but also the blood red blood for. So, a thought came to my mind: to inherit the martyrs' will, study hard, and strive to become a pillar of building the country.

To the squadron's theme team meeting, the students have recited the martyrs wrote poems in life, by me and Tao Peng Hao read a modern poem, praising the greatness of the revolutionary martyrs. When we arrived at the tomb of the martyrs, I made a team salute and offered the white flowers to the martyrs with both hands. At this moment, I silently said in my heart: "Rest in peace, martyrs. The motherland and the people will always miss you." We walked into the memorial hall and saw the things that the martyrs had used in their lives, including models, handwriting, pictures and so on.

We have to cherish this golden childhood, this hard-won good life. We have to study well, every day up. Let the martyrs in the nine springs rest in peace, if they see it, they will be pleased to say, "My efforts have not been in vain!"

Ching Ming Festival Feelings (6)

Today is the Ching Ming Festival, a day to honor our ancestors and Jie Zi Tui. I can't help but think of one of Du Fu's poems, "The rain falls one after another during the Qingming Festival, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls."

Around 8 o'clock, I set off from home with my mom and grandfather. On the way, I kept thinking back to the past, and it seemed that I had never seen my wife's kind and amicable appearance, nor did I have any deeds related to her in my mind. What did she look like? Treat me well ...... A series of questions came to my brain at once. I asked my mom, "Mom, have I ever met Mrs.? Treat me well?" Mom helplessly said, "To tell you the truth, I have not seen, should have died a long time ago. So this ......"

A long 20 minutes passed, we finally came to Shanglin Lake, suddenly the sky drifted down seemingly flower needle rain. Park the car, take the tools, ready to go up the mountain. Looking into the distance, there are too many people, the whole aisle is packed, there is no gap. With the crowd, we moved slowly. I found some old people are very superstitious, with firecrackers, joss sticks, paper money and so on. If anything happens, what can we do?

We again with the crowd and up, around a corner, around another corner, up the stairs, we found the wife's grave, as usual. This time I colored the words that had weathered a spring and a fall. I wrote the big letters and thought how nice it would be if Mrs. was still alive! This time I am sure with Mrs. happy chat ...... thought of this my relief smile.

Mom and grandpa with a sickle, next to the grave to clean off the weeds and flowers. I picked up the rhododendron along the edge of the grave, quietly inserted the flowers behind the monument of Mrs. Look, as if Mrs. head ornament. At this time, mom and grandpa also did a good job of cleaning up, the whole grave side looks much cleaner.

Afterwards, we carefully lit a pillar of incense, put offerings, silent prayers, give our blessings.

I turned around and looked at the blue lake, there is still a ripple on it, and there is a boat traveling on the lake, which carries everyone's blessing, everyone's prayers, and everyone's hope ...... sailing into the distance.

Ching Ming Festival Feelings (7)

On Saturday, our family went to our hometown to sweep the graves of our ancestors.

When we arrived at the hillside where our ancestors' graves are located, I picked up a broom and swept the leaves and other garbage around the graves clean. Then I picked up a rag, dipped it in water, and carefully wiped the tombstone. After some vigorous scrubbing, the tombstones of our ancestors were as spotless and shiny as new. It did not take long for us to sweep our ancestors' graves, and we walked back to our hometown for lunch after paying our respects.

After eating a fragrant lunch, I lie in bed, I can not help but think: Qingming Festival is a festival to worship ancestors, is what we should do, sweeping the tomb we want to praise, want to come but can not come to the also want to give praise. But it never occurs to us that those who sweep the graves should be criticized and condemned! Have we ever thought about how much credit our ancestors deserve? Ancestors left us the land, so that we have land to build houses, have land to plow ...... Have you ever thought, if there is no ancestor, there is no us, the ancestor's credit can not be ignored ah! But now some people to the Qingming Festival, but not the slightest idea of sweeping the grave, the ancestors have passed away cold aside, and let the weeds grow all over the grave. This is the first time that we have seen such a thing in the world, and it's a good thing that it's a good thing that we've seen it.

Another Qingming Festival, which I can not help but think of Du Mu's ancient famous line "Qingming Festival rain, the road people want to break their souls".

Ching Ming Festival Feelings (8)

"Ching Ming Festival rain, the road people want to break their souls ......" Every year in this festival, we will silently recite this Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu poem in our hearts. poet Du Mu's verses to express our longing for our ancestors.

On this day, we will come to the tomb, place a bunch of flowers and burn some paper money, by which we express our thoughts and blessings to our loved ones, and silently pray for them in our hearts, wishing that they can live as happy and joyful as we do on the other side of heaven. At this time, we can not help but think of them once and we *** with those years spent, those images as if they are still vivid, think of these, I can not help but weep.

The scenery of spring in the distance into my eyes, the birds singing the spring sonata, roaming mountains of peach and willow green, golden rapeseed flowers all over the ground, "shoots blowing leaves down", green shoots grow out, everywhere is a spring, everything recovered scene, this is a season full of expectations and blessings. Qingming season, let us in such a special day, we remember the past at the same time, we should also be full of hope for the future, cherish life, make their lives more meaningful, do not waste such a beautiful life. We also need to have a new understanding of life, so that every day is full of life, so that we will not let ourselves regret, and to stand up to others.