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Today is the Qingming Festival. I am alone at home. My parents have gone out. I turned on the TV and saw the Museum of Revolutionary Martyrs playing on the TV. I was mesmerized and saw it very clearly. The first thing I saw was the statue of Uncle Cai Yongxiang at the door. I saw him holding a big log on his chest with a determined look on his face. And saw a sign next to it! It read: Uncle Cai Yongxiang was a soldier guarding the bridge. One day when he was on duty, he found a large log lying on the railway track in front of him. Seeing the train getting closer and closer, Uncle Cai Yongxiang rushed forward regardless of his own safety, picked up the log and carried it out. He rushed, but it was too late, a train roared towards him... Uncle Cai Yongxiang died like this. I feel sad. I feel sorry for Uncle Cai Yongxiang, although I didn't see it with my own eyes. But it’s also very touching!

However, the one who impressed me the most was Fang Ping’s younger brother: On the afternoon of June 7, 1988, Fang Ping heard the cry for help and ran to see his classmate in the deep pool. Fang Ping was desperate He went into the water to save people, but unfortunately died due to his young age and frailty. He was only eleven years old. It's heartbreaking to see such a child sacrificing himself to save his classmates. He is so kind!

It turns out that there are still so many people in the world who have sacrificed their lives for their country. I am really relieved! If I went out with my mother and the others today, I would never know the people who serve the people in this world!

In fact, everyone has done good things! Just imitate Lei Feng to do good deeds without leaving a name. Agree 0| Comments 2012-4-1 18:49 Enthusiastic netizens

On Qingming Festival, my mother, my aunt and I went to visit the grave together.

Along the way, I saw many people walking on the road leading to the cemetery holding plain flowers. My mother asked me: "Which poem will you remember during the Qingming Festival?" I rolled my eyes and said, "It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and people on the road are dying of grief. I asked where the restaurant is, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village." My mother asked me again: "Then do you know what this poem means?" I thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure it out. My mother said: "It rains continuously during the Qingming Festival, and the pedestrians on the road are so sad that they seem to have lost their souls." I wanted to ask where the hotel was, and the boy herding cattle pointed to Xinghua Village in the distance."

When we arrived at the cemetery, we came to the tombstone of our grandfather who had been dead for 15 years. When I saw the photo of my grandpa, I was heartbroken because I had never seen him before. I took out the golden mountains and yellow crowns that my mother and aunt had stacked, lit them with a lighter, and then picked up a branch and slowly turned them over until they were completely reduced to ashes. I asked my mother: "Can grandpa really receive these things?" Mom smiled and said: "This is just a way for us to express our longing." I looked at my grandpa in the photo and said silently: "Grandpa, I will definitely do it." Don’t worry if you study hard!”

Finally, we reluctantly left there. Agree 0 | Comment 1 hour ago All problems are difficult to solve | Level 1

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel desperate. May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. This song should be familiar to everyone! Qingming Festival is a day that makes people sad and reminds us of all the happy times in the past, but it also makes us realize something. I think this is worth it.

Qingming Festival makes people remember their ancestors, which makes people nostalgic, sad and exciting. It contains many deeds of our ancestors. When they lay in their graves, their stories will end. As far as I know, April 4th is my country’s traditional Tomb-Sweeping Festival, which began in the Zhou Dynasty and has a history of more than 2,500 years. , Qingming is a very important solar term at the beginning. When Qingming comes, the temperature rises, which is a good time for spring plowing and spring planting. Therefore, there are farmers' proverbs "Before and after Qingming, plant melons and beans" and "Afforestation is better than Qingming." . But there is another custom during the Qingming Festival. There are no fireworks on the Qingming Festival and only cold food is eaten. The teacher once told us why we should eat cold food. There is such a legend about cold food:

It is said that during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Li Ji, the concubine of Duke Xian of Jin Dynasty, set up a poisonous plot to kill Prince Shen Sheng in order to let her son Xi Qi succeed to the throne. Shen Sheng was forced to commit suicide. Shen Sheng's younger brother Chong'er fled into exile in order to avoid the disaster. During his exile, Chong'er suffered a lot of humiliation. Most of the ministers who originally ran away with him went their separate ways one after another. There were only a few loyal people left who followed him. One of them is called Jie Zitui. Once, Chong'er fainted from hunger. In order to save Chong'er, Jie Zitui cut a piece of meat from his own leg, roasted it over fire and gave it to Chong'er to eat. Nineteen years later, Chong'er returned to his country and became the king. He was Duke Wen of Jin, one of the famous Five Hegemons of the Spring and Autumn Period.

After Jin Wengong came to power, he greatly rewarded those ministers who shared the same hardships with him, but he forgot about Jie Zitui. Someone cried out for Jie Zitui in front of Duke Wen of Jin. Duke Wen of Jin suddenly recalled the old events and felt guilty, so he immediately sent someone to invite Jie Zitui to come to court and receive an official title. However, after sending people several times, Jie Zitu could not come. Duke Wen of Jin had no choice but to invite him personally. However, when Duke Wen of Jin came to Jie Zitui's house, he saw that the door was closed. Jie Zitui didn't want to see him, so he hid in Mianshan (today's southeast of Jiexiu County, Shanxi) with his mother on his back. Duke Wen of Jin asked his imperial guards to search Mianshan Mountain, but they couldn't find it.

So, someone came up with an idea and said that it would be better to set fire to the mountain, light fires on three sides and leave one side alone. When the fire breaks out, Jie Zitui will come out on his own. Duke Wen of Jin ordered a fire to be set on the mountain. Unexpectedly, the fire burned for three days and three nights. After the fire was extinguished, the meson was not pushed out after all. When he went up the mountain, he saw that Jie Zitui, mother and son, were already dead holding a large burnt willow tree. Duke Wen of Jin looked at Jie Zitui's body and cried for a while, then buried the body. He found that there was a willow tree hole blocked by Jie Zitui's back, and there seemed to be something in the hole. I took it out and saw that it was a piece of clothing with a bloody poem written on it:

I cut my flesh to serve the king with my loyalty, I hope that the master will always be clear.

It is better to act as a ghost under the willow tree and never see it again than to accompany you as a remonstrator.

If the Lord has me in your heart, remember me and always reflect on yourself.

I have a clear conscience in Jiuquan, and I work diligently to keep the Qingming and the Qingming.

Jin Wengong hid the blood book in his sleeve. Then Jie Zitui and his mother were buried under the big burnt willow tree. In order to commemorate Jie Zitui, Duke Wen of Jin ordered to change Mianshan Mountain to "Jie Mountain", build an ancestral hall on the mountain, and designated the day when the mountain was set on fire as the Cold Food Festival. He told the whole country that fireworks were forbidden and only cold food was eaten on this day every year.

When he left, he cut down a section of burnt willow and went to the palace to make a pair of wooden clogs. He looked at it every day and sighed: "What a sad step." The mutual respect between the two people is said to come from this.

The next year, Duke Wen of Jin led his ministers to hike up the mountain in plain clothes to express their condolences. When I walked to the grave, I saw the dead old willow tree resurrected, with thousands of green branches dancing in the wind. Duke Wen of Jin looked at the resurrected old willow tree as if he had seen Jie Zitui. He walked up to it respectfully, pinched the branch lovingly, made a circle and put it on his head. After the memorial ceremony, Duke Wen of Jin named the resurrected old willow tree "Qingming Willow" and designated this day as Qingming Festival.

From then on, Duke Wen of Jin often kept the blood letter on his sleeve as a motto to spur him to govern. He was diligent, clear-minded, and worked hard to govern the country well.

After that, the people of the Jin State were able to live and work in peace and contentment, and they missed Jie Zitui very much, who did not live up to his merits and did not seek wealth. On the day of his death, fireworks are banned to commemorate him. He also mixed flour with jujube paste, shaped it into the shape of a swallow, strung it with willow sticks, and stuck it on the door to summon his soul. This thing is called "Zhitui Yan" (Jie Zitui is also called Jie Zitui). Since then, Hanshi and Qingming have become grand festivals for people across the country. Whenever there is cold food, people do not light a fire to cook, but only eat cold food. In the north, people only eat pre-prepared cold foods such as date cakes and wheat cakes; in the south, they mostly eat green dumplings and glutinous rice with candied lotus root. Every Qingming Festival, people weave wicker into a circle and wear it on their heads, and stick wicker branches in front of and behind their houses to show their memory.

My family and I stepped on the muddy mountain soil and climbed up step by step.

Finally, we arrived at the joint tombs of the great-grandfather, great-grandmother and grandpa. All of us stood upright in front of their tombs in awe. Dad handed me a stick of incense that was already burning. The incense smoked out from time to time. The fragrance was so strong that when I smelled it, I immediately felt depressed and sad. look. All of us held three sticks of incense in our hands, and together we made a ninety-degree bow for the great-grandfather, great-grandmother, and grandfather who were "under the nine springs" to show our high respect for all of them. I turned around and picked up the flower basket that I had prepared, and placed it respectfully in front of the grave of my grandpa, grandma and grandpa. 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. Set off by a few green leaves, it looks even more solemn and solemn.

After we finished praying, we began to burn the banknotes in the underworld for the great-grandfather, great-grandmother and grandfather who were "under the Nine Springs". Dad knew that they were good at playing mahjong, so he burned some more for them. Some have 100 million, some have 200 million, and some have a million in big banknotes. They also told them: "Everyone has it, 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 take a good look at it. I am a filial piety to you old people, so you left my side. There, only loneliness and loneliness accompanied you, as well as the spring, summer, autumn, winter, lush green mountains and forests, and the muddy land. If you still I will definitely honor you.