Qingming Festival Diary 500 words

The day is coming to an end, what do you feel in your heart? Why not write a diary now? I believe many people will find it difficult to write a diary. The following is a 500-word Qingming Festival diary I compiled (generally 7 articles). It is for reference only. Let’s take a look. Qingming Festival Diary 500 words 1

Qingming is a day full of contradictions. The feeling of spring after all things have been renewed corresponds to the memory of our ancestors. It seems that only the unexpected spring rain can express this emotion.

The three-day holiday has become a day for everyone to go out. In the wilderness and cemeteries, bustling crowds of grave-sweepers carrying the elderly and the young can be seen everywhere.

Every year during the Qingming Festival, worshiping ancestors and cleaning tombs are customs that the Chinese nation has followed for several years.

Qingming Festival, a beautiful festival born in the warmth of spring and blooming flowers, is not just about offering sacrifices. In our traditional understanding, Qingming is a way to sacrifice relatives and ancestors. Today, with the development and progress of society, in this peaceful and harmonious society, we should tell our ancestors in a way, Today's development and progress have their contribution. Today, under the new regulations, Qingming has given us a more substantial meaning. Qingming not only means paying homage to ancestors, but it is also a good time for people to go outdoors in March to create a good mood for the New Year.

Of course, in days like this, some fellow villagers who rarely meet because they are busy and have no time: friends can get together to chat about some past events, share their intimate stories, and exchange friendships. It is nostalgia and family affection, feeling the warmth of family affection and friendship.

The memorial ceremony makes us feel that life is so precious and fragile; it makes us realize how good it is to be alive! Life is so important and wonderful. It inspires us to cherish life and cherish life, so that we can live up to everything the world has given us. I think this is the best sentiment that Qingming Festival gives us. Qingming Festival Diary 500 words 2

Qingming Festival is here, and many people will visit the graves of their relatives on this day. Our whole family and my uncle's family went back to our hometown to visit our grandfather's grave.

Grandpa was buried on the mountain. We drove to the foot of the mountain. It had just rained and the ground was very wet. Everyone was busy moving a lot of things like incense candles, firecrackers, sacrifices, paper money, etc. up the mountain. The mountain is very steep. Along the way, the ground is full of potholes, and many trees in the forest have sprouted buds. The weeds growing on my grandfather's grave were very lush. My sister, uncle, and I helped to remove the weeds beside the grave. My father put the incense candles on the ground, my mother laid out the mats, and my aunt also lit the incense. Each of us was given three sticks, which is the rule in my hometown.

It’s time to worship. When our family worships their loved ones, we should start from the oldest to the youngest. My grandma gave birth to five children, so I was pretty far down the line. Twenty minutes later, it was finally my turn. I knelt in front of my grandfather's grave. I had mixed feelings. Grandpa is gone, but his kindness, his voice and his smile still remain in my memory. When my grandfather was alive, he was the person who loved me the most. When I think of my grandfather lying alone in the dark and cold underground, I feel a little sad. I missed my grandpa silently and murmured in my heart: "Grandpa, I'm here to see you. How are you doing? Please bless us with good health and bless my academic performance to get better and better." Just as we knelt down to worship. At that time, there was light rain in the sky, as if Sister Yun was shedding sad tears for us.

After the last salute, it’s time for us to leave. I looked around the cemetery. There were ashes and shreds of paper everywhere, and broken firework cones were everywhere. It was a mess. People sweep graves to express their grief for their loved ones. Nearly a thousand years have passed, and the old custom has not changed. Qingming Festival Diary 500 words 3

There is an ancient poem that says: During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like dying. Today, my good friends and I went to pay homage to the revolutionary martyrs with reverence.

We took a bus to Nanquan. Although the weather was so sunny today, the sunshine was so lively and lovely! But when I got here, it took a 360-degree turn. The weather was so cold, so lifeless, and so gray.

When we arrived at our destination, there were so many people, including children our own age wearing red scarves! Only now do I understand why China did not surrender to the cruel and ruthless Japan, because we have a fiery Chinese heart! I walked over lightly and hung the snow-white flower on the "spiritual tree" that had experienced countless days of wind, rain, heat and cold. If I didn't be gentle, I was afraid that it would The martyrs who woke up underground could not sleep.

I looked around and around, and there was darkness everywhere, and people were still singing the majestic and mighty national anthem. Hey! I seem to have seen a well-preserved stone tablet. It clearly records that in late November 1949, the 103rd Regiment of the 25th Division of the 12th Army of the Second Field Army of the Chinese People's Liberation Army fought in the battle of Nanquan. Xu Zhaokui, commander of the 1st Battalion, and 31 other The commanders and soldiers all died gloriously and are buried here. There is also Chairman Mao's inscription on it: life is great, death is glorious. I also think this is the case.

It was time to leave. I looked back from time to time and vaguely saw the martyrs smiling and saying: "Keep up the good work, the future of the motherland depends on you!"

< p>After walking out of the Martyrs Cemetery, I feel that the sky is bluer; the grass is greener; the flowers are redder; and the clouds are whiter. Looking at the smile in the sky, my eyes suddenly become brighter. 500 words of Qingming Festival diary 4

< p>Ah! The Tomb-Sweeping Day that I was looking forward to has finally arrived. I got up at 6:05 this morning, put on my clothes and shoes, brushed my teeth and washed my face, and then went downstairs.

We set off, and my mother prepared a large bag of snacks and a black leather backpack. We waited for my uncle’s car at the entrance of Sanhe Supermarket. As soon as we got in, I asked my uncle, my aunt, and Qian. Sister Qian said hello. They also greeted me.

I saw many "little fairies" in dark green floral robes sitting on the winding trees, waving to me. There are cute elves on the tall trees...

When we arrived at our destination, we worshiped many people. Aunt Haiyan first placed a large bouquet of fragrant flowers in front of the tombstone. Then, we put the common human coins on our heads into the brazier one by one. We paid our respects to them one by one. I don't recognize most of them. I gently said to them: "Although, I don't know what you look like? But I still miss you day and night. I hope you will keep us safe and healthy... I hope you can eat well in heaven." Good, good stay and good sleep.

Then, we arrived at my hometown (Ruoheng) and I saw that my home has been rented to others as a store. As soon as we entered the house, wow! The product is so beautiful! I saw two fashionably dressed aunts sitting in front of the mirror. "Hello, aunt!" "I shouted happily. Auntie quickly brought two colorful lollipops to my brother and me.

Ah! A happy day always passes so fast. I really hope that every day is Qingming Festival. Ah! Qingming Festival Diary 500 Words 5

I wonder if this is considered an outing? Due to the rainy day, my parents and I stayed at home and watched movies from about 11 a.m. to the afternoon. The two movies ended at 5. Dad suddenly said that he wanted to go to a friend of Gao Chun's place to have dinner and have some fun. I didn't even think about it. I must have gone to my uncle's place, so I just agreed. I can acquiesce.

Gaochun is quite far away from Dongshan, so we drove for more than an hour to reach our destination. My uncle is a businessman and he opened a Detian Fat Beef and Food City store. We went to a restaurant in the martial arts hall to have a meal. It was already past 20 o'clock, and many shops were closed. Almost only the martial arts hall in the old street was still doing business, and the lights were still on. My uncle and dad went to order food. My mother, aunt, and another uncle found a free private room and waited for the fragrant food to arrive. After a while, the entire table was filled with dishes they ordered, including steak, braised chicken, and dried beans and roasted celery. , shrimps, etc., listen to my story, are you on the opposite side already hungry and hung up?

Around 21:00, we finished the meal, uncle paid the bill, and we were ready to go out? , but we also found two pairs of people eating. Wow! It was pouring down, and we rushed into the car despite the heavy rain, but we still went to my uncle’s office to chat for a while. One day, I took my extracurricular books and read them quietly, waiting for them.

At 23 o'clock, my parents said goodbye to my uncle. This time made me startled. I imagined that it would be almost 24 when I returned home. After a while, I immediately got in the car and fell asleep while lying down.

This "outing" took a long time! 500 words of Qingming Festival diary 6

On the eve of Qingming Festival. , all our teachers and students came to the gate of Daishan Park to carry out the Qingming Festival theme team meeting of "Inheriting the National Spirit and Striving to Be the Master of the Car City"

The theme team meeting began, after the flag was raised. , an elder brother told us about the deeds of Comrade Chen Daishan. As we all know, Qingming Festival is a traditional festival established to commemorate relatives, and we came to Daishan Park precisely to commemorate the blazing fire. After listening to the elder brother’s introduction, we understood the commemorative significance of Daishan Park and the importance of the automobile industry to mankind. A sea of ????fire appeared, with rumbling sounds roaring in my ears, and fire dancing in front of my eyes. Comrade Chen Daishan, who was only in his twenties, fell in the sea of ????fire carrying an oil barrel... Thinking about it, I felt a sense of admiration. I couldn't help but feel sad that the country had lost such a good comrade.

Then the students performed various performances, such as dancing, poetry recitation... the most exciting thing. What I will never forget is the dance performed by the first and second grade students. It can be seen that those little students danced very hard and their dancing postures were so graceful. Their every move and every smile is so cute, so full of childlike innocence, but also full of maturity.

Then, it was the first grade's turn to enter the team. They are another generation after us, inheriting the fine traditions of the nation, and also responding to the title of the team meeting, "Inherit the national spirit and strive to be the master of the car city!"

Finally, we visited Daishan Park and paid homage to the martyr Chen Daishan. The sky was so desolate, as if we were also mourning the martyr Chen Daishan. The feeling of reverence came to my heart again...

This Qingming Festival left an inexplicable shock to my soul. We are the next generation of the automobile city. We must "inherit the national spirit and strive to be the masters of the automobile city!" Qingming Festival Diary 500 words 7

On April 5th, when I woke up in the morning, the sky was gloomy. , which makes people feel depressed. We are going to visit grandpa's grave.

Early in the morning, my mother and I went to buy paper money, while my father was at home making my grandfather’s favorite sweet twists and pork head meat that he would never let go of in his lifetime.

After buying it, we came to grandpa’s grave. Looking at my grandfather’s lonely tombstone, I remembered the scene of my grandfather’s death. That day, the adults all coaxed me into saying that grandpa went out to hunt wolves. But I still cried hard, because my grandfather loved me the most and gave me all the delicious food first before giving it to other children. The lies of adults have been exposed by time. Now I know that grandpa will not come back.

I knelt in front of my grandfather’s tomb, burning paper and saying, “Xuanxuan is here to give you money.” My mother also said with tears, “Old man, you used to spend everything you were reluctant to spend. Let’s go!”

The dark clouds saw through our hearts, and a drizzle began to fall. After the fire was out, I didn't leave until I kowtowed three times.

We were silent in the car, and my father suggested going for an outing. When we got to the park, we found that there were new buds everywhere, and everything was awakened. I really hope that my grandpa’s life will also be awakened. . But "flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again." My mother said again, "It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road are dying. The scene during the Qingming Festival this time is really the same as what was said in the poem!

When I got home, another scene appeared in my mind The picture of grandpa being alive was so good at that time, but how little I cherished it.

"Be happy! Grandpa doesn’t want you to be sad either. "My mother comforted me, "Okay, I won't cry anymore. I hope grandpa can be happy too. ”

It’s the Qingming Festival again.