Tomb-Sweeping Day's diary is 200 words.

Tomb-Sweeping Day's diary is 200 words.

Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. My parents and I went back to our hometown to sweep the grave. On the way to sweep the grave, all the cars we drove passed by were flat and spacious roads. When we arrived at the cemetery, we saw a sea of people there, all carrying forward the fine tradition of our Chinese nation-sweeping graves. When we walked to my ancestral grave, I thought people were burning paper, but I didn't smell cigarettes. Look again, it turns out that people really want to insert a beautiful flower in front of the grave. After a while, the grave sweeping was over. After saying goodbye to my grandparents, we returned to Yancheng. My first impression after returning to China is: what a great change in the countryside!

My grandfather's generation used to take dirt roads and ride bicycles. They were in trouble when it rained. The cyclist is not a person, but a "car rider". And when sweeping the grave, the agricultural smoke burned by burning paper is rolling. In our current terminology, it is white pollution. Now, I'm driving, walking on a smooth road, with flowers in my grave. And today people have not forgotten the fine traditions of our country. Everyone respects the old and loves the young.

Today, although our living standards have improved, we can't forget our fine traditions.