Composition on the third day of the Qingming Festival

In study, work and even life, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition is a verbal activity that is highly comprehensive and creative. So how is a general composition written? The following is my carefully compiled composition for the third day of the Qingming Festival. Welcome to read and collect it. Composition 1 on the third day of Qingming Festival

On Qingming Festival, there are three days of holiday. My mother has long said that she will take me to Tiananmen Square in Beijing. I've been looking forward to it. This time, my father and I took advantage of these three holidays. Ha ha. My mother carefully planned the route and the places to stay, trying to make me feel as special as possible.

Let’s talk about the means of transportation to Beijing first. My mother specifically chose the EMU. I never understood what an EMU was. I thought it was a very special car... but when I saw it, it was a train. I finally understood... Then the place where I stayed was called the Orange Hotel. I gave it a name that she liked. : "Orange Family". I like "Orange House" very much. After every day's visit, I am very happy to say that I can finally go back to "Orange House"... This hotel is very special. The bed is very big. Three people can sleep on the bed casually without talking to each other. Influence. There is also a small courtyard on the first floor of the hotel. I like the decoration of the courtyard very much.

Regarding the places my mother took me to, there are Beijing Tiananmen, Beijing Zoo, and one that deserves special mention is the Chinese Museum of Paleozoology. This place was specially told to me by my mother’s friend in Beijing. There are dinosaur fossils there. Although I couldn't understand all the contents of the museum, I kept taking pictures. In fact, when I was a child, she once saw a dinosaur fossil exhibition in Shijiazhuang... I still have some impressions.

At Tiananmen Square in Beijing, I happened to catch up with the flag-lowering ceremony. I happily watched it and took photos of the solemn armed police.

The Beijing Zoo is also good. I saw giant pandas. Unfortunately, when we went there, it was hot that day and the animals were all sleeping...Haha, I saw a panda with my own eyes. When we arrived at the aquarium, we went to watch the ocean show. It was the first time I watched it and I was very excited...

In short, I gained a lot, which made my diary very fulfilling. Composition 2 on the third day of the Qingming Festival

Today, the Qingming Festival, our whole family went to pay homage to our deceased relatives. The sun was shining that day and the air was fresh, which somewhat added some life to that sad day. Seeing the exceptionally good weather, we children felt uncontrollably happy at the thought of picking flowers in the mountains, watching the beautiful spring scenery, and playing with a few little cousins.

Early in the morning, everyone was busy buying sacrificial offerings. We children took the pocket money given by our parents and quietly sneaked into the supermarket to buy our favorite snacks. After about twenty minutes of driving, we arrived at our destination.

On a small flat land halfway up the mountain, surrounded by mountains and rivers, there are rows of graves. These must be the relatives who have been buried underground. The tall tombs are covered with weeds, and the vague inscriptions on the dusty stone tablets tell everyone about the growth rings of history. Everyone divided up to weed, add soil, light wax and add incense. We children had already been thinking about the flowers and plants around us, completely ignoring everyone's activities, and couldn't wait to leave. Grandpa, who was the conductor on the side, said: " No one is allowed to leave, and the sacrificial activities will begin immediately." With the deafening sound of firecrackers, the formal sacrificial ceremony began. Grandpa led everyone to kowtow in front of the tomb, introduce the relatives underground one by one, and name everyone participating in the sacrificial activities. name, some sacrificial words were recited, and the whole activity lasted about half an hour before it ended.

No one spoke, with heavy expressions on their faces, probably because they were missing their deceased relatives! I quietly pulled my mother over and asked, "Mom, why are these relatives buried halfway up the mountain?" My mother explained, "It's so that they can see their homes every day!" I nodded in understanding. After taking a closer look at the location of each tomb and house, they all face the south and you can see your own house. They are not far from the house. This should also be a kind of attachment and reluctance between the descendants and the ancestors! Get along day and night, never leave, never give up, and live forever.

I seemed to understand my grandpa’s serious tone just now. He used the sacrificial activities to teach our next generation not to forget each other, to remember our ancestors, and to pass on civilization. Composition 3 on the third day of the Qingming Festival

"It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road are about to die. May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance." This poem written by Du Mu must be recited by everyone, right? It's Qingming Festival, and we should go to the graves to pay homage to our seniors. This is the etiquette of us juniors. Set off on Saturday afternoon.

Mom, dad, younger brother, my cousin and I bought food for worship together and prepared to go up the mountain. Soon, we arrived at the foot of the mountain. This mountain is said to be steep, but it is not very steep. It is said to be flat, but at a glance, this mountain looks very sloping. Although I come here once a year, it doesn’t feel very strange.

We saw many graves on the way. If we look closely, some of the tombstones have a five-pointed heart on them, and the color on them has faded. Later, I asked my grandma and I found out that it meant someone who had sacrificed his life for the country. I really wanted to go up there and worship, but due to limited time, I didn’t have much time to spend here, so this dream had to come to nothing.

Arrived, finally arrived. We set up the worship ceremony and started burning yellow paper and other necessary things for sweeping the tomb. After I paid my respects, I started to stay nearby. There are a lot of tea leaves nearby, which are tender and green. Although there are many tombs nearby that are not in good condition, but the chirping of birds in spring is very fragrant with the fragrance of tea leaves. It is so good. The elephant next to it is invisible. All I care about is that I was almost left behind by them.

When we reached the last stop, there were beads of sweat on everyone’s foreheads, and it gradually seemed that our purpose here was not to sweep graves, but to pick tea leaves (I hope our seniors in heaven will not Angry.), we picked a lot of tea leaves. Looking at the tea leaves, I can seem to see that the tea leaves have been processed by us.

This time I went to visit the grave, and I really benefited a lot. Composition 4 on the third day of the Qingming Festival

"It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die..." The annual Qingming Festival is here again. Today, April 4, 20xx, my father and mother took me to Futian Cemetery I went to visit the graves of grandpa and grandma.

We prepared wine and snacks at home, and then went to the flower shop to buy chrysanthemums and lilies. We originally wanted to buy 10 chrysanthemums, but the aunt at the flower shop told us: "Buy them for the deceased." You have to buy chrysanthemums in odd numbers, not even numbers." So we bought 9 chrysanthemums. I learned another little knowledge. After we bought the flowers, my father drove us off. Along the way, the spring was bright and sunny, the birds were singing, and the willow trees were sprouting, telling us that spring was coming!

We arrived at Futian Cemetery quite smoothly. As soon as we entered the door, we saw a sea of ??people. People came to the cemetery with sadness to pay homage to their relatives! My father and mother and I came to see my grandpa and grandma.

Soon we came to the tombstones of grandpa and grandma. My father first carefully wiped the tombstones with a clean towel. After wiping the tombstones, my father and I put flowers, wine and The snacks were placed in front of the tombstones of grandpa and grandma, and then we bowed three times to them with my father and mother. My father, mother and I all cried. We also sprinkled chrysanthemum petals in front of the tombstones of grandpa and grandma to accompany the flowers. My dear grandpa and grandma. After sweeping the grave, I left Futian Cemetery crying.

The environment of Futian Cemetery is particularly good, with green trees, surrounded by pines and cypresses, and blooming flowers. Let all those who have passed away rest in peace here!

Today is a very meaningful day for me. Qingming Festival made me understand: Swallows can fly back again and willows will be green again, but grandpa and grandma will never come back. Spend it with me What I miss most is the annual Qingming Festival. Composition 5 for the third day of the Qingming Festival

The ancients said: During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die. When I asked where the restaurant was, the shepherd boy pointed to the apricot blossom spring.

When I think of this poem by a poet from the Tang Dynasty, I can’t help but think of the Qingming scene. yes! Tomb Sweeping Day is here.

Qingming Festival is a nostalgic and lamentable festival for people to remember their ancestors. When they are laid to rest, their life is over. What is left is for us, the descendants, to remember them. It is this festival that gives us the opportunity to remember. April 5th is the Tomb-Sweeping Festival, which began around the Zhou Dynasty and has a history of more than 2,500 years. Qingming is also a very important solar term. Once everything recovers and the temperature rises, it is a good time for spring plowing. Therefore, there is: "Before and after Qingming, plant melons and beans" and "Afforestation is better than Qingming."

We have to get up early in the morning to visit and sweep the graves of our ancestors. Then eat an egg. In some places, it is the custom to eat pancakes. This festival tells us that we must not forget our ancestors and carry forward the traditional virtue of filial piety of the Chinese nation.

When visiting the graves, I look up and see thousands of steles standing there. This is a benchmark to show that we do not forget our ancestors. At this time, I can't help but evoke some sadness in my heart, and I can't help but sigh about life and death.

Grandma said that the Qingming Festival is a good year. This year's Qingming Festival is not very clear. This is directly related to the environment. But it will not violate the laws of nature and will eventually follow spring to the world.

Look! The willow branches with some dewdrops appear slightly green, and the young willow branches have a strange fragrance after being broken. This is the taste of spring! The grass also emerged from the soil and changed into new clothes. This is what spring looks like! The temperature has risen. You no longer need to wear thick cotton clothes and you won't catch a cold due to the cold. This is the character of spring.

The Qingming Festival is here, and spring is not far away. Full of vitality and green power. Composition 6 on the third day of the Qingming Festival

"It's the Qingming rain again, and the folded chrysanthemums are sent to you, and I sing your favorite song softly..." Xu Song's song comes to my ears again? "On the Qingming Rain", the sad melody and melancholy lyrics set off waves of ups and downs in my heart. It's Qingming Festival again...

Early in the morning, I came to your grave alone with your favorite wild chrysanthemums, knelt on the ground, looked at the yellowed photos on the tombstone, and thought Floating back to the past. The breeze blows across my face, just like your whispers in the past, soft and careful.

Still remember, we used to be so good, we were like twin flowers growing on the same plant, inseparable; still remember, we played pretending to be a family wine together, you were the teacher, I was the student, and I If you don't obey, you pretend to hit me with a pointer; still remember, when you were beaten because of me, you forced a smile and said it didn't hurt at all, but those deep and shallow scars betrayed you; still remember, before you left, you said to me, You want me to be happy for you, you want me to live well, you want me to cherish everything, and you want me to forget you... Your pale smile is the most beautiful smile I have ever seen, and I will never forget you... …

That day, when I saw you covered by a white cloth, I really didn’t want that to be you. Tears rolled down my face. I thought I must have angina. Otherwise, why would my heart hurt so much? With trembling hands, I opened the white cloth and saw that familiar face, but it was no longer warm and no longer smiling at me. Later, I watched you being buried with my own eyes. I was so heartbroken that I could not speak. My tears couldn’t stop falling. Until you were buried in the deep earth, until everyone left, I cried alone on your grave. It was heartbreaking... Later, you became the protagonist of my dreams every night. I dreamed that you laughed, dreamed that you cried, dreamed that you said, don't cry, don't cry... Until now, every Qingming Festival I will visit you on this day, reminisce on your grave, and vent my thoughts about you with tears...

Waking up from memories, my eyes are blurry, but you are still smiling at me, facing me I raised the corners of my crooked lips.

It’s the Qingming rain again, it’s sitting in front of your grave, and it’s clear tears flowing down. What falls from the sky is not rain, but my endless longing for you. Composition 7 on the third day of the Qingming Festival

On April 4, the first Qingming Festival that became a legal holiday arrived. Haha, God seems to be very flattering. Tomb-Sweeping Day has become sunny instead of "rainy" in the past, and pedestrians on the road are no longer "sent out", they all go outing with joy and pay homage with reverence. .

So...

There were an unusually large number of cars. We waited for the ferry for more than 5 hours, from 6 a.m. to around 11 noon. As a result, my grandparents couldn't wait any longer, so they started sweeping the tomb themselves first, and "sweeped" the grave for us at the same time. It was strange!

Fortunately, there was finally a family waiting for us to do the grave sweeping together. I bowed in front of the tomb and observed a moment of silence. Looking at the large characters engraved on the tombstone, I felt a sadness I had never felt before. A gust of wind blew up the burned ashes on the ground and blew it into everyone's eyes, as if it was covering up the crystal in our eyes...

After sweeping the tomb, we moved our heavy footsteps Change to a light pace, hoho, let's go for an outing!

In fact, there are many benefits to going to the countryside! You see, this is the season when rapeseed flowers are in full bloom. At a glance, there is a large area of ??gold. The breeze passed by quietly, and the rapeseed flowers danced with the wind. Compared with the romantic lavender fields in Provence, it has a different flavor!

I accidentally discovered some baby's breath. Haha, that's my guardian flower! Hehe, it's like a naughty star in the sky descending to the world. Deliberately hiding one's own fragrance and hiding one's traces.

Exhale, take a deep breath, the faint fragrance of flowers and fresh air are refreshing. This is probably the simplest happiness!

On the Qingming Festival, the sadness of memorial service and the joy of outing... Composition 8 on the third day of Qingming Festival

The silk woven through the soft rain In the smoky spring veil, I looked at the pedestrians holding umbrellas and hurriedly taking shelter from the rain, and I couldn't help but think: Why hide? Let our bodies and minds feel the coolness brought by this spring rain. So, I put away my umbrella and walked into the rain. The tiny raindrops hit my body. I didn't feel cold at all, only a kind and fresh feeling...

But that kind of "all kinds of sadness" came to my heart. "The feeling is spreading everywhere. This is natural. Who would congratulate you on the Qingming Festival? Even if it does exist, everyone will feel that there is less content and more content than before.

Looking up at the sky, my eyes were blurry. Is my great-grandfather who loved me so much now okay? Is he thinking about us too? I remember when I was a child, adults would say that after people leave, they will turn into one of the stars in the deep night. The stars are always twinkling, and it feels like they are getting closer and closer to us, getting brighter and brighter. It makes you unable to open your eyes. However, that feeling is very cordial, as if the person who left has returned to me.

Looking at the last afterglow of the sunset sinking. The air was unusually solemn, like an ancient house covered with dust, solemn, desolate, and dark. The breeze twines around the branches like a naughty child, making the young leaves in early spring tremble. Everything is wet, the crowded streets, the bicycles in front of the door, the hanging banners, and the serious-looking humans. Just like what Bai Juyi said in "Cold Food and Wild Views": "The crows and magpies make noisy trees, who will cry during the cold food during Qingming Festival. The wind blows paper money flying in the wilderness, and the spring grass is green on the ancient tombs.

The rain is intermittent. After lying on the ground, when I came back to my senses, I found that my face had left two shallow tears... Composition 9 on the third day of the Qingming Festival

"It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road are dying!" "During the Qingming Festival, every household is busy paying homage to the deceased relatives and heroes, but I spent a different Qingming Festival.

According to the customs in our region, grave sweeping is on August 5 of the lunar calendar. But on Qingming Day, we have to make a kind of cake, called Qingming Kueh, which is green and green. We first go to the field to make some wormwood, small and exquisite, with a few yellow flowers blooming on the green leaves, and the sun spurts out to the earth. Fireballs were fired one after another. Everyone was sweating in the field and did not dare to raise their heads. In a blink of an eye, they had picked a lot of mugwort. The next step was to add the mugwort to the glutinous rice. This was not an easy task. You had to go to the store and put the mugwort into the glutinous rice. Put the two things in the machine and stir, a green liquid will flow out, and when it dries, it will become flour.

Everyone also needs to buy some red beans and peanuts. After they are cooked, they will become the filling. The taste... is good. Let’s start making Qingming Cake. Take some out first, flatten it and then put the filling in. I want to make dumplings. It's the same, but it looks easy, but I encountered various difficulties in practice. Otherwise, there was too much stuffing that couldn't be packed in, or it was weirdly shaped. When I finished wrapping a few in a panic, ah! When I looked in the mirror, where was I, a tabby cat? ! Later, I asked my aunt for advice, and it got better and better. I also started to play new tricks, "Xiaozhou brand small meatballs" and "no pie"... I was about to put them in and steam them. I was excited and couldn't After a while, the heat came up and it was out of the pot, wow! The cake was particularly beautiful against the green banana leaves. I couldn't wait to take a bite. It was so delicious! All kinds of delicate delicacies lubricated my mouth!

Now is the highlight of today, going to see the rapeseed flowers. What did I think the rapeseed flowers were like? I was surprised to be able to enter the yard. I was frightened by the magnificence. The large tracts, looking from top to bottom, were golden and green with distinct layers. It seemed that the earth was covered with it. The oil paint spread over my head. I We can only explore it!

The Qingming Festival is not necessarily a sad time, it is so happy! Composition 10 on the third day of the Qingming Festival

This year is the Qingming Festival again.

Yesterday was the 2nd day of Qingming Festival, and it was also a day for sweeping dust. My brother, my father and my mother and I went to my grandma’s house in the countryside to prepare for a mountain climbing trip together.

"It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival." Very good, it rained lightly every day yesterday, and everyone had nothing to say. They could only climb up step by step on the muddy mountain soil.

Finally, we arrived in front of the tombs of the great-grandfather, great-grandmother and little grandpa. All of us stood upright in front of their tombs in awe. My father handed me a piece of incense that was already burning. The incense smoked out from time to time. The fragrance was so strong that when I smelled such a fragrance, I immediately felt depressed and sad. look. All of us held incense in our hands, and together we bowed ninety degrees to the great-grandfather, great-grandmother and little grandfather who were "under the nine springs" to show our high respect for them all.

I turned around and picked up the flower basket that I had prepared, and placed it respectfully in front of the grave of the great-grandfather, great-grandmother and little grandfather. The flowers in the flower basket are all white, and there are a few white ribbons tightly tied to the flowers and the flower basket. Against the backdrop of a few green leaves, it looks even more solemn and solemn.

After everyone paid their respects, they began to burn the money in the underworld for the great-grandfather, great-grandmother and young grandfather who were "under the Nine Springs". My father knew that they were very good at playing mahjong, so he burned some more for them. There were some with 100 million, some with 200 million, and even one million in big banknotes. I also told them: Everyone has something, so don’t grab it. "I was amused when I heard it. They have so much money that they can't spend it all in a year, so why do they need to rob?

"Grandpa, grandma and grandpa, you "left" so early, I didn't even think about it. Be filial and filial to your elders, and you will leave my side. There, only loneliness and loneliness will accompany you, no... no... no... and the "merciless" spring, summer, autumn and winter. In the lush green mountains and forests, if you are still here, I will definitely be filial to you.

When leaving, everyone bowed to them for the third time before leaving reluctantly. Composition 11 on the third day of the Qingming Festival

According to the global land area survey, my country's land area survey shows that the total area is occupied by the ocean, leaving very little usable area, very little residential area, and very little arable land. ...This has ushered in the problem of land loss, housing problems, and farmland problems... Future generations are burdened by problems!

Looking at the high tombs and looking at another "village" in the village, I can't help but It is reminiscent of many other places in the world. Is there such a "settlement" that is wider? So as who predicted, it will be "the dead and the living fighting for land", which is obviously very consistent with some realities. situation.

Trees have been cut down in large numbers, the green area has been reduced, and the land has been desertified... Looking at the familiar words, think about the benefits that greening and trees have brought to us, and whether there is such an unequal exchange. Feel. Now, there are piles of tombs in front of us, and they will probably spring up to replace the green area. If there are no restrictions, this result will grow along the trend and is an inevitable result, just like the law of nature, "natural selection, survival of the fittest." By then, astronauts will no longer be able to see this beautiful planet when looking from outer space. What replaced her was a "hornet's nest".

However, there will always be a solution to the problem. Try to think boldly and put the soul of the deceased under the roots of the tree. , then what stands on the ground is a meaningful tree. Moreover, there are also meanings that everyone accepts, "the tree will remain green forever, and the earth will last forever", and "the fallen leaves will return to their roots, and the people will return to heaven and earth." It is the "Tree Soul"! Composition 12 on the third day of the Qingming Festival

When I was a child, my grandfather held the yellow jade-like rosary in his hand and smiled kindly at me. When I grew up, the two yellow rosary beads were embellished with white. I am still here, but my grandfather has already left me.

The two beads are one big and one small, but they are not much different. The yellow beads are dotted with white marks, like the dawn of the sky. Rays of dawn. That kind of yellow, like golden yellow, also like apricot yellow. There are traces and flaws on them. Don't be afraid, they are just traces of the passage of time. When you see it, you will think of the warm sun in winter. The golden rice fields in the sun; the sparkling rain and dew in the summer; the yellow welcome in the spring.

It is cold, but it gives me a warm feeling like a warm breeze blowing across the earth. The quiet bright moon shines through the branches, like a group of geese returning from the north to build a nest. After so many years, seeing it is like seeing my grandfather. Holding it, I can still feel that it is in my grandfather's hand. Their voices are quiet, not as clear as silver bells, but a lonely and helpless sound, which looks old and quiet. Yes, if the person holding them is gone, it will not be lonely.

Hearing its voice is like standing next to an ancient clock and hearing its powerful and firm ringing; it is also like being in the valley and listening to the darlings of nature singing for you; , and it is like listening to the music played by the piano, elegant and calm. It has experienced the vicissitudes of the years, but still shines brightly. A crystal teardrop falls, thinking of its late owner, is it also in my heart? Where are the tears?

Now, the person holding it has changed from grandpa to me. Grandpa used to turn it around with his skinny hand, and he still smiled at me. , that smile has passed away quietly, so that I now know that those who hold it will have untold pain and troubles.

Now, a short grave isolates our grandfather and grandson. Two, leaving only tears and melancholy, I held the rosary in my hand, and the tears fell quietly. Composition on the third day of Qingming Festival 13

When the winter is passing, the willow branches are decorated with green, and the pink is covered. Peach branches. Birds are singing again in the morning, the breeze is no longer cold, and spring is coming quietly and silently. In this sentimental April, it is not only the literati in ancient times who are sentimental, but who else is sentimental now. Can you contemplate this endless spring and not be moved by it?

The weather is gloomy, it has been drizzling for several days, and the path is full of mud. On this path. The eyes and pedestrians all have misty eyes, and sadness appears on their faces, as if they are thinking about something. Therefore, my mind becomes depressed and becomes more and more sad. I tried to drown my sorrows with wine, but I searched all over to no avail.

Finally I met a shepherd boy, wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, holding a Qiang flute and riding a green bull. He went up to ask where the restaurant was. The shepherd boy remained silent, just raised his hand and pointed to the village full of apricot flowers in front of him, and then left quietly. Looking at the village full of apricot flowers, I walked alone, bowing my head and saying nothing. When the time comes, I drink sake and look out the window. Poet Du Mu rhymed: "It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. If I ask where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.

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The Qingming night brings spring, and the Qingming dusk brings lovesickness. In the past, on an ancient bridge, a pair of literati fell in love at first sight. Just because of the drizzle that day. He lowered his head and whispered, "Gently I Gone, just as I came gently. I waved goodbye to the clouds in the western sky. She raised her head and chanted softly, "You are the flowers blooming in the trees, the swallows whispering in the beams, you are love and warmth, It's hope. You are the April day in the world! The love and longing between the lines are also irreplaceable.

With the passage of time, more and more traces of lovesickness are left in books. Because of the cessation of the drizzle, there is no trace. Just like the saying in farewell, "Quietly I left, just as quietly I came; I waved." Waving your sleeves will not take away any color. '

Because you have the infinite tenderness of spring in spring, and you also have the infinite sadness of drizzle. ", you also have Du Mu's melancholy. Because you have "Farewell Cambridge", you also have Xu Zhimo's affection.

Because you are Qingming, who can't have a spring because of you. Read. Qingming Festival Composition 14

Today is the Qingming Festival, which is a day to pay homage to our deceased relatives and is also a good time for an outing.

Students all know that Qingming Festival is important. Do you know what to bring when sweeping the tomb? Haha, you can’t guess, let me tell you. In modern Qingming Festival, you should bring flowers, wine and fruits, or the food that the deceased liked to eat during his lifetime. After worshiping, the food you brought should be eaten separately. This is called "eating blessing roots". "Eating blessing roots" can bring good luck to everyone. Tomb-sweeping Festival is also called the Cold Food Festival. In ancient times, it was not allowed on this day. If you make a fire, you can only eat cold food, so everyone should exercise more to enhance the body's resistance. Therefore, Qingming Festival is also a festival that strongly promotes physical exercise, such as swinging and flying kites. There are various types of kites. There are wild geese, dragonflies, sharks... It's so beautiful! The ancients said: "Children come back early from school and take advantage of the east wind to fly kites. "The paper kite here refers to a kite.

During the Qingming Festival, in addition to sweeping tombs, you can also go for an outing and go to the river to see flowers. There are snow-white pear blossoms, like snowflakes blooming in the wind; The red apricot blossoms are pink when they are not yet blooming. After they bloom, it seems as if a white cloud has penetrated into them and become pink-white; the golden winter jasmine and rapeseed flowers are reflected in the In the river, groups of small fish swim freely in the water. They swim to the east, swim to the west, and swim here and there. They are like cute little elves, looking at you curiously through the water light, and You also happen to be looking at them in ecstasy, as if you are an old friend you haven’t seen for many years, which is very interesting.

Tomb-Sweeping Day is also a good time to plant melons, beans and trees, as a proverb says. Good: "Before and after the Qingming Festival, order melons and beans. There is no better way to plant trees than during the Qingming Festival. "What a meaningful thing it is when you plant a small tree and let it grow with you. Planting a green shade and harvesting it is endless fun. Students, don't you want to try it? Try it?

Ah! The customs of the Qingming Festival are so colorful! Composition 15 on the third day of the Qingming Festival

Thousands of thoughts fall from the sky with the drizzle of the Qingming Festival.

“It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like losing their souls. "Rain is the truest representative of Qingming. Rain is also the carrier of longing. It falls from the sky carrying thousands of longings. The rain falls into the soil, seeps deep into the soil, and turns into drops of nectar to nourish the people underground. The seeds of long-term drought, the seeds of longing for his long-term drought heart, let him grow a green field in his lonely heart, so that he can have the slightest concern for us. There was a trace of longing in his heart.

The relatives at the grave were certainly sad because their relatives left them and took their thoughts with them to heaven.

They missed the people in front of the grave and complained, but they never understood that the people underground were also missing them! I don’t understand the pain of the underground people! The rain kept falling, one strand, two strands, three strands, forming drops of cold water that fell painfully on the grass, and eventually turned into the tears of bitter lovesickness of the underground people. Those were not the tears of the grass! It’s the underground people who are crying!

These tears are crystal clear, and they are full of the pain of lovesickness. The saddest thing in the world is this. I miss you so much but can't see each other. The servant's tears continued to flow, forming a pool of bitter water of lovesickness underground. This bitter water broke through the restrictions and divided into countless tributaries, flowing to his relatives, his yard, and his home. There were countless thoughts and concerns in his heart!

In this silent clarity, the rain became the tool of their lovesickness. Through the rain, they understood each other, and through the rain, they comforted each other. Let each other feel a little comfort. Let each other get each other's thoughts in their hearts.

The rain of lovesickness flying all over the sky. The people in the world and their loved ones who miss each other are integrated into the same world, and the whole world is submerged in longing. O sad Qingming! Who can not be affected by this rain of longing? The people and plants baptized by this rain appear so clear, they all show the true soul in their hearts!

It is precisely because of this Qingming rain that the lovesick people are brought together.