"People are inherently mortal, either heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather." This is a famous sentence handed down through the ages! Yes, people always die. As for our custom in China, we pay homage to our ancestors every New Year to express our memory of them.

In the morning, my grandfather told me not to go out to play in the afternoon, but to come to his house early to worship my ancestors, so that I could kowtow a few times, saying that this would bless all living people. At 1: 30 in the afternoon, I arrived at my grandmother's house and happened to see my grandfather put the food for my ancestors on the table. Oh, those are all things that make my mouth water. Oh, what a good chicken, duck and fish! Looking at these, I can't help thinking: can these ancestors eat?

After a while, the sacrificial activities officially began, only to see grandpa light candles first and then bring some incense sticks. Suddenly, the fragrance filled the room. Then grandpa went to the door, opened it and mumbled something. I think maybe grandpa is inviting our ancestors home. I stared at the stool intently, thinking that the stool should have been "moving" when my ancestors sat down. However, in the blink of an eye, I saw my grandfather kneel down, bow with his hands and kowtow to his ancestors. Hey, my ancestors are here. I have to kowtow quickly. So, I quickly knelt down to my ancestors, bowed with my hands and muttered, "Ancestors bless, ancestors bless, and bless the health and safety of our whole family!" " Bless my study and progress! ..... "In fact, although I have been talking about it in my mouth, I really want to laugh, and I have been whispering in my heart,' Can ancestors really bless us? Not very effective, is it? "After we all kowtowed, Grandpa went to sprinkle wine on our ancestors, and then let us kowtow, and so on several times. After one round, our ancestors invited us, and then we started the second round. Hey, that's it. The whole activity lasted all afternoon, and my brother and I kowtowed until our backs ached. I hope our ancestors can bless us, haha!

Superstition, this is pure superstition! However, it is also the best memory of the deceased. Although it is impossible for ancestors to eat this kind of sacrificial meal, it is also a comfort to be remembered by the next generation. From this point of view, I think this sacrificial activity is quite meaningful.