Don't copy Tomb-Sweeping Day's composition about sweeping graves. It was very hot then.

Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional festival for China people to mourn the dead, mourn and remember their ancestors. We came to the Martyrs Cemetery with sadness and heavy heart, remembering the soldiers who died heroically for the liberation of the motherland and the peace of the people, and paying tribute to their great achievements. The martyrs cemetery is so solemn that people can't help but respect it.

I also know some heroic deeds, such as Dong Cunrui laying down his life to bomb the bunker; Liu Hulan, the heroine, does not change color in the face of death; The five strong men of Langya Mountain died heroically to cover the vehicles of large troops; Huang Jiguang, Fang Zhimin and other heroes. Our happy life today is all bought by the martyrs with their blood.

When I stood in front of the monument, I couldn't help but see the heroic spirit of the martyrs in my mind. At that time, for the happiness of the people, the liberation of the nation and the happiness of the country, they shed their blood and fought an arduous war on the battlefield filled with smoke, leaving their determined faces in the historical sky, so that they can rest in peace forever on this hot land under our feet.

Today we stand on the Yanbian land in 2 1 century; Remember those martyrs who fought bravely. We will thank them with actions, commemorate them, and build a better tomorrow for the motherland with excellent results! People's heroes are immortal!

Today, with heavy steps and deep feelings, we come to the gravestones of heroes who died heroically to build a new China and drive away the Japanese invaders, and express our blessings and respect to the martyrs.

After the activity started, we walked around the tombstone first. There are several powerful characters engraved on the back of the tombstone, which makes me feel solemn and admired. They gave their precious lives for our happy life today, and they dyed the land of the motherland with their own blood. I have a lot of thoughts. I have neither courage nor martyr spirit. If I don't study hard now and grow up to be a useful person to the country and society, how can I live up to the happy life that martyrs bought with their lives?

Later, three sisters told us stories about Cai and Liu Yulin. Then, we pinned the little white flowers on our chests and observed a minute of silence for the martyrs. At the same time, a sad and happy song sounded leisurely, the willow branches stopped shaking, the birds stopped singing and the river stopped flowing. They seem to understand the sound of crying. At this time, I am not as happy as before. The glorious images of Cai, Liu Yulin, Dong Cunrui, Huang Jiguang and Liu Hulan appeared in front of me. It's as if I'm on the battlefield now, witnessing their sacrifice. Martyrs, what is this for? Just to build the motherland well. However, they have fallen on the land of the motherland forever before they have fulfilled their wishes, but please rest assured that we will continue on the road where you have not finished!

After the silence, we carefully placed the small white flowers in front of the martyrs monument. Although your body is gone, your spirit will not disappear. It will remain in people's hearts forever, and it will always inspire us to move forward. It will be immortal!

It is another Tomb-Sweeping Day and a day to remember the martyrs. We came to the tomb of Shen Lie-shi to pay homage to the martyrs who died here. Standing in front of the tomb of the martyrs, our hearts are full of ups and downs and our thoughts are full of thousands. Some revolutionary martyrs sacrificed their lives for national independence and national dignity; Some fought bravely and shed their blood in order to completely bury the old world and build a new socialist China; Some still devote their youth and blood to the prosperity and strength of the motherland during the period of peaceful construction. Martyrs, at the moment when the Chinese nation is facing life and death, it is you who built the Great Wall of Steel with your own flesh and blood and fought to the death with the Japanese imperialist aggressors. You fell down, but thousands of "people who don't want to be slaves" stood up and sang March of the Volunteers to inherit your unfinished business; Martyrs, it is your love for the country and the working people that has been transformed into a spiritual force that is United with the enemy in battle, not afraid of sacrifice, and is brave.

He declared the demise of the Chiang family dynasty and established a new China where the people were masters of their own affairs. Martyrs, at the moment when the socialist construction was most needed, you abandoned everything about your family and individuals, stepped forward without hesitation, selflessly dedicated your precious life to the motherland and the people, and spilled your blood all over the motherland. How can we disrespect you? Your's brilliant achievements will go down in history forever! Your reputation will shine with the sun and the moon, and live with the rivers! We admire you, selfless heroes! It is precisely because of your countless revolutionary martyrs, your loftiness and your selflessness that today's peaceful environment and the prosperity of the motherland have been achieved. The years of war show the bravery and strength of the martyrs, and the peaceful and beautiful environment provides us with opportunities to learn knowledge, grow our talents and become pillars. We have confidence because we have an example! Students, we are the lucky ones of the times. You should know that a happy life is hard-won, and you should know your historical responsibility and mission. We should love ourselves and our motherland. We should study hard and add luster to her! Students, let's inherit the legacy of the martyrs, study hard for the construction of our hometown and the prosperity of our motherland, and create a better tomorrow! In the chilly spring of April, a wisp of grief hovered with oblique wind and drizzle, and the Cold Food Festival came from the long ancient years. A few pieces of sandalwood and a bowl of hot wine, let the descendants of the Chinese people chase to the grave thousands of miles away, place their infinite nostalgia for the deceased and express their respect and love for life. That night, leaning against my chin, I stared at the lonely glory of Leng Yue in the dark night sky and recalled the late Sri Lankan sages. ...

I returned to the end of the Warring States period, and Qiang Qin's iron hoof was invincible, crushing the rivers and mountains of the six countries and touching the land. Chu Huaiwang didn't listen to the doctor Qu Yuan's advice and alienated his loyal subjects. The dark future can't wait to see, and you are desperate. "Deep sigh to hide tears and lament the suffering of human life." You jumped down and drowned your loyalty.

I'm back in the troubled times of the Three Kingdoms. A weak and incompetent Adou is bossing around in North Korea, drinking and having fun. Zhuge Liang, a gray-haired veteran, led his troops to fight in the south and the north. Exhausted, you only kept your promise for the words of the late emperor. You went out of Qishan for six times and captured Meng Huo for seven times. You fought it out in front of Wuzhangyuan, but you closed your eyes and died, leaving a lasting hatred in Dingjun Mountain. You are the embodiment of wisdom and loyalty. "But before he conquered, he died, which always made the hero cry." In this bleak and bleak Tomb-Sweeping Day, I was deeply moved and sincerely presented you with a bunch of chrysanthemums in front of Wuhou Temple.

I went back to the Southern Song Dynasty, when Jin people rode Hu, a small court in a peaceful corner, and General Yue Fei faithfully served the country, with a view to going straight to Huanglong and breaking through the Helan Mountain Que. From then on, "dust makes thirty, and Yun Zheyue is eight thousand miles." But I was in power, twelve gold shattered my loyalty, and the loyal minister swallowed their anger and died in Fengbo Pavilion. Do you know that Qin Gui has been kneeling there for thousands of years? Is his soul at rest? In this bleak and bleak Tomb-Sweeping Day, I feel restless, and silently present a bunch of chrysanthemums for you by the West Lake.

The cool breeze is blowing slowly, the candlelight is swaying, and my heart is restless. Heroes have passed away for thousands of years, and people still cherish them. Life is just like this. As long as you work hard and create value, you can extend the meaning of life. On that day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I realized the value of life, that is, to live a wonderful life and write a beautiful chapter in life.