Fourth grade Qingming composition

No matter at school or in the society, composition is the most unfamiliar thing for everyone. Composition needs a complete text structure, and you must avoid endless composition. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following are nine fourth-grade Qingming compositions I collected for your reference only. Let's have a look.

Qingming Composition in Grade Four 1 It was another unforgettable Tomb-Sweeping Day, and my mother took me to my grandmother's house. We will wait for Cathy at home first, and then she will buy white paper and incense wax. When we are ready, we set off happily! Before we set out, we called our second sister and second brother and asked them to wait for us in front of the ancestral grave with sickles. Come to the grave of the bodhi old zu, take the tribute first, and then hang the paper. My mother and I burn paper in front of the grave. Although there are regulations in the country that we can't burn incense and paper in the wild, before we left, my mother still watered it with water. Look, are we being fair?

We came to another place to hang paper. When my mother arrived, she saw that the mountain was full of fire weeds and moss, so she asked me to pick the moss and let the second sister pick the fire grass. At first, I just picked a little moss and sat on the lawn and said, no! So much moss, I didn't finish picking it when you left. Quit! "Mom don't talk, second sister continue to pick tender green fire grass. The elder sister said to the elder brother, "Let's hang paper across the street, and when the incense burns out, we'll leave!"! The incense was burned out and we left. Brother, they are coming down. When we were in high spirits, my sister said, "I have to go to my house to hang up."

In the underworld, I began to pick moss again! I picked up a big bag this time. After hanging the paper from the grave, we set off again! Walk, wow! How many flowers! Can't compare with the peach blossom in March! We took many photos as a souvenir. It really makes us narcissistic, and we really don't want to hang the paper. Still left this beautiful scene!

When I get home, I must ask my mother to cook moss and fire grass and give them to my dead relatives. They will be very happy.

Tomb-Sweeping Day in my hometown is too unique to compare with!

As a festival, Qingming is different from pure solar terms. Solar terms are symbols of phenological changes and seasonal order in China, while festivals contain certain customs and activities, which have certain commemorative significance.

Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional festival in China, and it is also the most important day to commemorate ancestors and sweep graves. Grave sweeping is commonly known as going to the grave to commemorate the dead. Most Han people and some ethnic minorities visit graves in Tomb-Sweeping Day. When sweeping graves, humans should bring wine, fruit, paper money and other items to the cemetery, offer food to the graves of their loved ones, then burn the paper money with torches, cultivate the soil for the graves, break a few green branches and put them in the graves, then kowtow, and finally go home with wine. The poem Qingming written by Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, said: "There are many rains during the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. " Write about the special atmosphere in Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Tomb-Sweeping Day, also known as the outing festival, is between April 4th and 6th every year according to the solar calendar. It is a season of beautiful spring and lush vegetation, and it is also a good time for human beings to go for an outing in spring. Therefore, the ancients had the custom of going for an outing in Qingming and carrying out a series of sports activities.

To this day, the custom of worshipping ancestors and mourning the dead relatives in Tomb-Sweeping Day is still very popular.

Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived. Somehow it rains heavily at this time of year. This is as Du Mu said. "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die." On this day, we just go to worship our dead relatives.

When we arrived at Guo Chang Temple, we looked at the next road, full of sweat, and saw that the winding mountain road was muddy and looked very difficult to walk! But considering the purpose of coming here, we still have confidence and move forward cautiously. Hey, mud and water, water and mud are so slippery! If you are not careful, you may become a "clay bodhisattva". After a period of hard work, I finally reached my destination.

Birds are singing, and the air here is very fresh. When I came to the grave, I saw my uncle take out the prepared food, arrange the chopsticks, then take them out to light candles, incense and paper money, and then bow down before the grave one by one. When it was my turn, I suddenly remembered the scene when my grandmother was alive, and there were tears around my eyes. At this moment, I didn't know what loss was, and I knew how to cherish it. ...

The morning in Tomb-Sweeping Day is foggy with a trace of water vapor. I climbed Linping Mountain with my parents in a happy mood. We traveled by subway, and it was almost noon when we arrived.

Linping Mountain is very big and beautiful. There are many lush flowers and trees on the mountain. We passed many beautiful scenic spots and the tombs of revolutionary martyrs. I walked more than ten kilometers with a lot of snacks and water on my back that day. Although I am very tired, my mother says I can see more scenery and breathe more fresh air. I also saw many colorful flowers, including bauhinia, winter jasmine, peach blossom and other flowers I didn't know.

I also went to Donglai Pavilion on the mountain, and we climbed to the highest roof. This is a pavilion made of metal, which is very interesting. What interests me most is that Donglai Pavilion looks like a maze.

I almost forgot to introduce the amusement park and zoo on Linping Mountain. Unfortunately, I didn't succeed, because we climbed the mountain for too long, and it was already evening when we arrived. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and it rained in Mao Mao, so we had to go home.

I am tired and happy this time. Come again next time and have fun!

Fourth grade Qingming composition article 5 time push forward a little, push forward a little. Touch the recent history. On this day, it is Tomb-Sweeping Day again, which is no longer a casual cemetery, but a cemetery zoned by the government and contracted by the company. The numbered tombstones are distributed in each area in a chessboard shape. No one has come for a long time, and a bowl of soil in front of each tomb has already hardened. Finally, at the gate of the cemetery, a black car came from a distance and a family of three got off. The man is carrying a bag of 100 billion Mingbi from the People's Bank of China, the woman is carrying a paper villa and a sports car, and the child is carrying a bag of jewelry, gold and silver, which is very imposing. When they reached the grave, they clumsily and strangely tried to peel off the plastic skin of the incense sticks. They ran between the gate and the grave, sweating like a pig, with shovels and matches. The man inadvertently glanced at the gravestone's portrait and inscription covered with dust and cobwebs, but bowed his head with a straight face and continued to burn paper money silently, still nagging, hoping that the relatives under the grave would bless themselves and their families. Before he left, he didn't look back, leaving only a figure for the cemetery. ...

The once huge mausoleum and the once desolate cemetery have now become neat and solemn cemeteries.

The huge funeral procession, which used to offer sacrifices frequently, has now become a passing sight once every few years.

In the past, complex sacrificial ceremonies and simple and affectionate mourning have now turned into scenes of burning paper model houses and electrical appliances. All the changes are the disintegration of feudal superstition? Or the disdain of 2 1 century?

Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived again, Tomb-Sweeping Day has passed, and Tomb-Sweeping Day has come again. ...

What they need is simple sincerity, not exaggerated luxury.

They need a comfort from civilization, not the harm from poverty.

They need deep memories, not numb silence. ...

Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. My mother and I arrived at my grandmother's house early to prepare for Tomb-Sweeping Day.

When I came to the kitchen, my grandmother had already made the dough. The dough is white, big and elastic. I saw grandma take out a proper amount of dough from the dough, knead it into a "white ball" the size of a table tennis ball, and then press the "white ball" into a cake. However, this little white ball seems to be teasing me. It's very elastic. When it is pressed, it will bounce. It took me nine years to crush it. Then scoop out a proper amount of food with a spoon, put it in the middle of the dough, and finally grab both sides of the dough like a jiaozi bag, and fold it from the middle to become an enlarged version of "jiaozi". It's so tempting that I really want to eat it.

Grandma fried mussels in a pot. Soon, a delicious smell floated out of the kitchen, making my mouth water. When Waibo took out the mussels, we immediately jumped on them and wolfed them down. The taste is simply "the best food in the world", which is very delicious.

This Tomb-Sweeping Day is really meaningful!

Everyone will experience many firsts in their lives. Every time for the first time, there may be tears of failure, joy of success, sometimes joy, sometimes sadness, and sometimes unexpected gains.

Tomb-Sweeping Day that morning, I just caught a cold and had no appetite at all. I just want to eat kimchi. So, my mother took me out to buy, but I looked for several in a row, and none of them sold pickles. I was so greedy that my mother had to ask my grandmother to prepare tools and raw materials for me to eat at night.

I ate pickles as soon as I got home, but I couldn't help but get interested when grandma started. I want to help grandma and try my own craft.

Grandma picked up the rice noodles, put in the right amount of water, stirred back and forth, and kneaded the rice into a ball. When she saw that it was almost reconciled, she kneaded the rice flour into a shape, then cut it into sections with a kitchen knife and kneaded it into the shape of a bowl. She put stuffing made of kimchi, dried bean curd, pork, etc. Pinch them together in order with your fingers. At first glance, it looks like a jiaozi, then carefully knead them into a circle, and just press it a little. Once I tried to imitate my grandmother's movements, but it looked like a four-unlike, just not like jiaozi and the cake, and some thinly packed places were exposed. Although I didn't do well, my grandmother praised me and said that I knew how to work. I also took the opportunity to ask my grandmother why Qingming wants to eat Qingming cake. Grandma said it was a custom left by the ancients thousands of years ago. Oh, it turns out that a small Qingming cake has a history of thousands of years! After grandma made some cakes, she poured oil into the pot, heated them before putting them in, and fried them one by one. I also put my own cake in the pot. Grandma turned it back and forth with a spatula to avoid burning. After a while, grandma said, it's cooked. Rice noodle balls become pickled vegetable cakes-Qingming cakes. I can't wait to pick up my own cooking and try it. Very good, and it smells good!

The poet Lu You said in a poem: "What you get on paper is hard to understand, and you never know how to do it." Although it was originally said to be learning, it actually applies to many things. I made my own Qingming cake this time. After all, this is the first time I have done it myself. After frying, I felt particularly delicious, and I also realized my grandmother's hard work and the happiness of my own labor.

Fourth-grade Qingming composition 8 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 pointed to Xinghua Village.

Everyone knows that this is a Qingming ancient poem written by Du Mu.

Today is Friday, and my father said early in the morning, "Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived. It is our custom in China to pay homage to the ancestral graves." I proudly said, "Who doesn't know! As if you knew. " My mother and I sang together, making my father afraid to say a word.

Our family of three came to the ancestral grave. We took out our lighters first, and then set off some small firecrackers. At first, I hid in my parents' arms and didn't even dare to look outside. Dad said, "Don't be afraid, son, there is nothing to be afraid of setting off firecrackers." Mother said, "Yes, don't be afraid to set off firecrackers." I said, "I'm scared, I'm scared!" "I used to be a firecracker. Why are you so afraid now? All because of a small firecracker. That was when I was six years old. When playing again, I found a small firecracker. I let go, but it exploded too fast. I heard a bang and my hand was bleeding. At that time, I cried in pain. ...

On April 5th, 9, it was the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day. My family got up early and went to the mountain to sweep the grave. My mother said it was called "going to the grave" in the countryside and "sweeping the grave" in the city.

Along the way, there are many people selling chrysanthemums on both sides of the road. I chose two most beautiful chrysanthemums, and my grandparents bought some paper money and gold ingots. We stopped at the foot of the mountain because the car couldn't reach the mountain. We climbed the mountain with paper money and chrysanthemums. On the mountain, grandpa and dad dug two grave caps for the grave. My mother and I are responsible for burning paper money. Grandma's task is to cut down all the weeds around the grave. We are all very busy. After that, we prayed at the grave for a while, and everyone had to kowtow three more times before leaving. I asked my mother why she prayed, and my mother said, "Prayer can protect the safety and health of our family and bless you to go to college. Of course this is just a legend. "

All the way down the mountain, we also dug some wild vegetables while walking. Grandma also told me: "Tomb-Sweeping Day should eat more gouqi head this day, which is good for his eyes."

I think today is really good! While going to the grave, you can also have an outing. Tomb-Sweeping Day next year, I will come again!