"It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls" ... In a blink of an eye, when they arrive in Tomb-Sweeping Day, tears are rolling down like rain, and my heart can't help but feel a little cold. Let's take a look at the 600-word composition of Qingming traditional festival I compiled for you. Welcome to read it, for reference only.
The traditional festival Qingming composition 600 words 1 "Spring city is full of flowers, cold food, east wind and willow oblique" The poet once praised Qingming like this. Yes, time flies, and the sun and the moon fly. In a blink of an eye, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day in a year.
By the roadside, the sturdy young trees showed new buds, and the bright flowers were so crystal clear that they broke when touched. Winter has passed, and all beautiful things seem to appear in this early spring. Although there is a slight drizzle, there is no cold feeling at all, but it adds a hazy beauty of seeing flowers in the fog. On such a beautiful spring day, with the memory of my grandmother, my family and I embarked on the road of returning home to visit the grave.
Came to grandma's grave, although it was still raining lightly, everything around me was full of vitality. Around grandma's grave, weeds with new buds began to grow, but they didn't come here for only one year. Some of the tenacious grass has been very long.
We hung birthday balls on grandma's grave, and the colorful birthday balls added a little color to this slightly monotonous grave. Dad prepared a lighter, lit a candle and inserted it in the wet soil. The flames began to dance with the wind, firecrackers sounded, shook the sky and echoed in the valley.
We knelt in front of grandma's grave, and grandma's kind appearance came to mind. In my memory, grandma always smiled every time she looked at us. It seems that all the worries in the world have nothing to do with her. When I saw my grandmother, all my worries were thrown away for nine nights. She often touches my head and whispers: Ok, grow up quickly!
My sister and I kowtowed together, and my father quietly reported the family's harvest in the past year, telling my grandmother and family in the spirit of heaven that they were safe and happy. I also silently made my own wishes in my heart, including gratitude to my grandmother and my own New Year's resolutions. At this time, a small gun exploded, and my father told me, look, everyone's wishes grandma already knows. She told us in this way, wishing everyone's dreams come true.
In the light breeze and drizzle, a few mushroomed quietly out of the soil, another Tomb-Sweeping Day. Who said Qingming was just a memorable season? It is a poetic season, but also a season full of vitality and hope!
Traditional Festival Qingming Composition 600 words 2 Tomb-Sweeping Day is a day for us to pay homage to our ancestors, and on this day, everyone will visit the grave.
Every Qingming Festival, people in my hometown also start to sweep graves. On the day of Tomb-Sweeping Day, I will take a bunch of flowers and put them on the graves of my ancestors. I will follow my parents and listen to their stories about these ancestors. I listened carefully, and it was actually interesting to learn about my ancestors and their lives.
Although I don't know them, I haven't seen them, but listening to the stories of my parents, I have a faint picture of their lives.
When I came to the cemetery with flowers, I was glad to see that the flowers I planted were still swaying in the wind last year. But then, I squatted down and inserted the new flowers I bought this year. The combination of new flowers and old flowers seems to be witnessing the passage of time, and it is also like telling us about our reluctance to these deceased relatives.
I feel very lucky when I grow up, because I haven't experienced the death of my closest relatives yet. My grandparents are still alive, and so are the relatives I know around me. Only when I sometimes see the death of relatives in other people's homes, will my heart give birth to a kind of disappointment, and I will cherish every relative around me and cherish every day they are still there.
What Tomb-Sweeping Day expressed is our yearning for those who have passed away, but I think it is more important for us to know how to cherish every day that we have them now.
Because time always passes quickly, just like those flowers on the grave that are mixed with the old and the new. The year before last, last year, and this year are all fleeting. This year's flowers look brand-new, but the next year, with the relentless passage of time, they have become the flowers of last year.
When we feel the passage of time, we should also know, can we cherish all the years that have passed? This year's Tomb-Sweeping Day has passed, and next year's Tomb-Sweeping Day is not far away.
Traditional Festival Qingming Composition 600 words 3 Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day, "It rains a lot during Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls". The annual Tomb-Sweeping Day came with a drizzle. We and our grandparents set foot on the road to Wanyuan City in Sichuan Province early in the morning. Our destination is the Red Army Park (Wanyuan Defence War Memorial Hall).
On the way, we passed the longest tunnel in Asia-Zhong Nanshan Tunnel, Shiziya Tunnel, Shibianyu Tunnel and Niujiao Tunnel ... It was raining all the way, and we drove for about 4 hours. We finally arrived at our destination. As soon as I got off the bus, I saw four red characters "Red Army Park". It turned out that this memorial hall was built on a dense mountain. It was said that the Red Army had a battle here at that time.
Outside the museum at the entrance of the mountain, a large stone tablet several meters high is engraved with vivid scenes, and the grim expression of the Red Army and its indelible fighting spirit are vividly displayed in front of us. Approaching and looking closely again, the firmness in the eyes and the straight back are all so firm. Although the red army has a wound on its face and blood on its arm in the sculpture, it can't stop the red army from fighting against Japan. We braved the drizzle to climb the mountain. On the way, we also saw some big trees with red ropes, crimson and colored, as long as they were tied to the trees to commemorate the Red Army soldiers. I also saw a female soldier carved out of stone. She was carrying a gun and carrying a broadsword on her shoulders. Looking at the distance, she looked firm. This reminded me of a passage written on the stone tablet at the door. "If Wanyuan falls, our army is in danger of being crushed out of northern Sichuan, and the enemy is desperate." -Xu Xiangqian ",I don't know how many martyrs were sacrificed here at that time, to win, and to have our good life today. My parents and I took a photo under the monument, and we also took pictures of the four monuments. Because the exhibition hall was under construction, we didn't go in. I must come again next time.
Martyrs, I am proud that you used your blood to create a good life now!
Traditional Festival Qingming Composition 600 words 4 "It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to kill their souls ..." Du Mu's Qingming brings us into a brand-new Tomb-Sweeping Day. During the festival, adults all sweep graves and offer flowers for their deceased relatives, which makes them feel lost, especially sad, while we children are excited and carefree. Why? Haha, festivals are our children's favorite!
On Tuesday afternoon, it was sunny. Grandfather Sun seemed to like this day very much, smiling and radiating gentle light to the earth. Sister Yunyun also danced ballet gracefully in the air, constantly changing her shape! How can such fine weather be wasted? At present, my mother decided to take my sister and me to climb the nearby Wenfeng Mountain (Bijia Mountain). We are so happy. Because I like adventure, I brought a lot of appliances, such as flashlights, tweezers, cones, folding knives, screwdrivers, shovels, etc. I almost didn't bring the whole tool box, and I was almost regarded as a blacksmith by passers-by, while my sister packed a big bag of snacks, which smelled like a small supermarket.
I was just about to set foot on the stone steps when my father smiled mysteriously and said to me, "Today, we are going to really experience climbing the mountain." Before he finished, my sister and I couldn't wait to rush to the dense forest without the stone road. I struggled to climb up, but I was still "standing still." In a hurry, I picked up a branch and was about to climb up. Finally, I simply used my hands and feet, grasping the branch with both hands. Suddenly, a pine cone flew at me with lightning speed. I ducked and flew to one side. The pine cone flew over and hit the hair ground. It was really a wave of unrest. I just escaped there and slipped here. I only felt the wind in my ears. I closed my eyes and thought, It's over, my life is over! There was a 360-degree rotation, and I fell to the ground and moved forward for two meters. I had a close contact with the soil. I turned around and suddenly found that a teenager was worshipping me. I looked down and found that I had fallen on someone's grave! I was so horrified that my three souls scared off two souls. I took two steps and one step, and the soles of my feet rushed to the avenue like oil. I looked at my father who was laughing in shock. Then we stopped by and soon arrived at the Wenfeng Tower. My sister and I danced for a while before we were ready to go home by car.
The sunset wrapped the figure that was going away, and we all felt a lot ...
The traditional festival Qingming composition 600 words 5 "There are many rains in Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls". The endless silk rain hangs on the eaves like a curtain, and there are very few pedestrians on the road, all in a hurry.
This day is Tomb-Sweeping Day. You can see that in a quiet town, there is a two-story house on the right side of a crossroads. From the chimney on the roof, there is faint smoke, which is also mixed with the smell of a special wild vegetable. I like this aroma. It's the smell of Qingming dumplings. On Qingming Festival, we will all go to my father's hometown-Xianju, which is a place with beautiful mountains and waters. Xianju means the place where immortals live. It is conceivable how good the scenery here is. At my aunt's house, we watched the adults make stuffing with meat and bamboo shoots and wrap them in a layer of green dough. This is when everyone is wrapping Qingming dumplings. Eating Qingming dumplings is a big custom in Tomb-Sweeping Day. "What is this green dough made of?" I asked. "It's made of glutinous rice flour, japonica rice flour and Artemisia argyi leaves," grandma said, putting the wrapped Qingming Tuan on the big green leaves and putting it in the steamer. Soon after, I heard the adults shouting, "The Qingming Festival is over!" I ran around in the kitchen. Two large plates were filled with Qingming dumplings, some with vegetables and some with bean paste. Sitting at the table, I took a big bite of Qingming Tuan. The skin outside was waxy and the stuffing inside was delicious.
There is also a custom in Tomb-Sweeping Day to sweep graves in memory of their deceased relatives. However, in my opinion, this is not a sad festival, but a warm day to get together with relatives from another world. With umbrellas, we climbed up the mountain step by step along the slippery and mossy stone steps. On both sides of the road were neat cypress trees, tall and straight, which became more and more lush in the drizzle. There is a grave not far away, which is the grave of my grandfather who has left, surrounded by many green grasses and vines. To sweep the grave, the first thing is to clean up the weeds on the edge of the grave and make the "home" of the deceased relatives clean and tidy. Dad took out his hoe and began to clean up weeds and vines. The second is to put sacrifices, such as flowers and food. Grandma put a basket of flowers and began to take food from the bag, including wine, braised pork and snails, all of which grandpa loved before his death. The third is to light incense and candles to worship. My mother and I lit several incense and candles, and then everyone took turns to worship at the grave, hoping that Grandpa would be well under the grave. Tomb-Sweeping Day, can let the deceased relatives see their missing family members, perhaps this is their favorite holiday! The rain is still falling, the wind is singing softly in my ear, and the young trees are swaying in the wind and rain, as if I heard grandpa's kind exhortation.
This is Tomb-Sweeping Day, which is also one of the 24 solar terms and represents the traditional culture with China characteristics.