Tomb-Sweeping Day sweeps graves, eats zongzi on the Dragon Boat Festival, enjoys the moon on the Mid-Autumn Festival and climbs mountains on the Double Ninth Festival, which are the traditional custom

Tomb-Sweeping Day sweeps graves, eats zongzi on the Dragon Boat Festival, enjoys the moon on the Mid-Autumn Festival and climbs mountains on the Double Ninth Festival, which are the traditional customs of our Chinese nation. Choose one to introduce others and put them in festivals. Mixed with a few poems of the Tang Dynasty, Qingming comes in such a drizzle.

I followed the crowd slowly up the hill. There are so many graves on both sides of the mountain road that I feel very complicated in my heart. Like us, the people in these graves have lived, been tired, loved, hated, proud and frustrated, but now only pieces of stone tablets are hidden in the weeds, telling his glory and tears.

Looking into the distance, I saw a small pool sleeping between two mountains. Feng shui is quite good.

If ordinary people in China buy a house or other land, they always invite Mr. Feng Shui to come to Feng Shui. Good feng shui will benefit their children and grandchildren, and the older generation will feel at ease. In the eyes of the elderly, ego is secondary. What is important is that, as a drop in the great stream of life, rivers and seas can flow away forever and be magnificent. Connect with the sky and become a dynamic eternity! With this idea, isn't there a footnote that thousands of people worship the mountain and the whole people sweep the grave?

There are more and more residents on the mountain, but it has nothing to do with me. Since I was born, I have never experienced where you will go and where my relatives are separated by Yin and Yang. For those ancestors who have already slept and turned into loess, I am grateful to them for giving me life. Besides, it's hard for me to find any painful feeling in my heart. Only in Tomb-Sweeping Day can I go back to burn incense and sacrifice. I recall an uncle who fed me, an aunt who hugged me, and an uncle who rescued me from my predicament ... All kinds of past events fermented in the years, and the more they brewed, the more mellow they became.

Yes, more and more people have left, but the vitality has not disappeared. You see, every time I go to Tomb-Sweeping Day, the crowds in the four fields are getting more and more turbulent. Before and after the grave, or bend over to weed, or bow their heads in silent prayer, or have a long talk, or burn incense to worship. Looking down from the mountain, people crawl in front of every grave. This is a pilgrimage parade, in which the whole country participates. Worship our ancestors, this is the traditional belief, the power of China. Tomb-Sweeping Day, who has been drifting for thousands of years, has been boating in the ocean of time and years, telling us that the Sri Lankan people are waiting for us to get rid of dust and settle down in the loess.

This epiphany makes me very happy. A column of incense, pious worship, smoke dispersed on the hillside.