It rains heavily during the Ming Dynasty, and people on the road want to die." The ancient poems describe people's mood and climate during the Qingming Festival deeply. This year, the school arranged for students from three of our fifth grade classes to go to Cicheng to offer sacrifices. Cleaning the tombs of the martyrs.

The teacher asked each of us to make a white flower by hand to dedicate to the martyrs. I went home and worked for more than two hours without making anything, so in the end I could only be shameless. After consulting my mother, I finally made two beautiful white flowers with two green leaves, as fresh as real flowers bathed in the spring breeze with dewdrops.

Cicheng is in my impression. There are only rice cakes. Although I know it is not far from the city, I have never been there. I only know that my mother always buys rice cakes from Cicheng. What is the scenery there? And what are the touching deeds of the martyrs? What are the touching stories of the martyrs? With a big question mark, I couldn't sleep at night...

I couldn't wait to get to Cicheng after a bumpy journey. The morning in the old city was particularly dazzling in the sun, and it was simple and elegant like a Chinese painting... …

Following the tour guide to the tomb of the martyrs, a few sonorous and powerful words on the huge rock "revolutionary martyrs are immortal" first came into view. The previous joy unknowingly turned into sadness. Amidst the low mournful music, more than 200 students from seven classes in our class automatically formed a square queue. The commentator introduced Martyr Zhu Hongshan in a sad tone. The martyr's original name was Zhaoqi. He was from Zhuangqiao, Ningbo, and devoted himself to the Communist Party of China in 1937. During the revolution in 1946, he was trapped by the enemy during the battle. In order to save the lives of his comrades, he fired a warning shot and led the enemy to him. Even though he was shot in the leg and could not stand up straight, the martyr fought back bravely. In the end, he died due to Outnumbered and sacrificed heroically. Listening to the lives and deeds of the martyrs, tears blurred the sight of the classmates. My heart is surging and my thoughts are abounding. Our happy life and beautiful days today are all due to the lives of the martyrs. The bright red The red scarf is dyed with the blood of the martyrs. What reason do we have not to cherish it? Thinking that I have never thought of this, I can't help but feel guilty. The new China that the martyrs exchanged with their lives and blood needs us to build, and only the motherland When we are strong, we will not be bullied by hegemonic countries. If we don’t study hard today, what will we use to build the country in the future, and what ability will we have to defend the motherland? The blood of martyrs cannot be shed in vain! The future of the motherland cannot be destroyed in our hands! We We must study hard, build the motherland well in the future, and live up to the last wishes of the older generation of revolutionaries.