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Summary of tomb sweeping compositions in Qingming Festival

A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way. As a traditional festival in China, tomb sweeping is an indispensable thing. What are the compositions about tomb sweeping?

Student's 400 words composition of Tomb Sweeping on Qingming Festival

It's Qingming Festival again. In order to let us worship our ancestors, the whole family drove to the countryside to visit the tombs.

We went up the mountain. With a heavy heart, we came to the tomb and offered sacrifices to the old ancestor for his blessing. Let's also let our little lotus show their sharp points to achieve good results, live up to the expectations of our elders; let the whole family be healthy and happy & hellip; & hellip;

As soon as we arrived, we began to burn incense and paper money for our ancestors.

We started to set off firecrackers. Dad and I asked my brother and I to take charge of setting up the firecrackers. We went around for a long time before we finished setting up the firecrackers.

Dad said: 'I'm going to start lighting firecrackers. "Mom, grandma, brother and I rushed to the side. Dad started to light. My brother and I tied the firecrackers together. However, we used several firecrackers to cut off the firecrackers, so dad wanted to light one by one.

Today, I finished cleaning the tomb for my ancestors. My family went down the mountain together.

Student's 400 words composition of Tomb Sweeping on Qingming Festival [2]

'it rained in succession during the Qingming Festival, and passers-by wanted to break their souls. Where can a wineshop be found to drown his sad hours? A cowherd points to a cot mid apricot flowers. 'when I think of this poem by a great poet of the Tang Dynasty, I think that the Qingming Festival is just around the corner.

On the day of Qingming Festival, my father said to me early in the morning: 'when Qingming Festival comes, it's time to sacrifice the ancestral tomb. This is our traditional Chinese custom. 'I proudly said:' who doesn't know? You know it alone. You should not hurry to sacrifice ancestors. 'mother also said:' if you don't say it, we also know that today is Qingming Festival. 'my mother and I sing together, which makes my father afraid to say anything.

After ten minutes' walk, we finally arrived at Grandpa's grave. I took out the fruit and pastry and put them away, lit the incense, took them in my hand, made a deep bow to my grandfather and made a few bows. Then I took out the paper money and ordered them in front of his grave. After his Chinese etiquette to Grandpa, Dad took out his firecrackers and lit them. In a moment, there was a sound of "crackling" in the sky, which was deafening, just like thunder in the sky. Later, I made a silent wish in front of my grandfather's grave: 'I hope my grandfather can help me to study a higher level. My family is happy, healthy and successful. '

It's worthy of being the traditional festival of our Chinese nation. I think it's so meaningful.

Student's 400 words composition of Tomb Sweeping on Qingming Festival [3]

"It rained in succession in the Qingming season, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.". On Tomb Sweeping Day, we visit the grave of our grandfather who just died.

Walking on the steps, soon we came to Grandpa's grave, and our mood became solemn.

Dad's eyes were full of tears. He pushed the earth and cleared the weeds on his grandfather's grave. Then he put two small wreaths on the grave. Grandma placed food for sacrifice on the stone table in front of the tomb, and lit candles and incense. We faced the tombstone of Grandpa and worshiped in turn. I knelt on the ground, thinking of Grandpa's kind smile in my heart, and my eyes were moist.

Grandma cried sadly, and cried in the dark. The voice was sad. My brother and I carefully helped grandma up and sighed. The next step is to burn paper money. We carefully stack the Yuan Bao shape of the drum made of tin foil in an iron basin. Grandma also put grandpa's personal clothes on the side and lit them. The little fire of the stars was burning rapidly, and then the wind spread upward, devouring all the paper money and clothes. A gust of wind came, and the ashes were blowing higher and higher. I believe it's floating to grandpa in heaven.

Once again in front of the grandfather's tombstone three worship, we left with a heavy heart.

Students' 400 words composition of Tomb Sweeping on Qingming Festival

On the day of Qingming Festival, it was drizzling in the sky. I went back to my hometown with my father, mother, aunt and cousin to visit my grandfather's grave. On the way, we saw a bunch of purple wild flowers all over the field. My mother said: 'this is a natural garden!' when I came to my hometown, I suddenly thought of a poem written by Du Mu: 'in the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and passers-by are dying. '

On the muddy mountain road, we came to Grandpa's cemetery. I rushed forward in a hurry. I didn't expect to slip under my feet and fall. I was covered with mud. My aunt said with a smile: 'you, I'm just going to give my grandpa a bow. 'we began to worship. Dad pressed a piece of paper on the tombstone with a small stone, and then cleaned up the weeds. My mother and my cousin went to pick up the dried branches, and then divided them into two piles and put the paper money on them. My aunt was busy putting on a tribute. When everything was ready, my aunt lit the paper money and ordered some incense for us. We worship heaven and earth first, then the Duke of land, and finally bow to Grandpa. After the worship, my aunt was still standing in front of my grandfather's grave, saying something. Finally, Dad lit a string of firecrackers, red scraps of paper flying all over the sky, like fairy flowers. After sweeping the tomb, we packed the tributes and left grandpa's graveyard after the paper money was completely burned to ashes.

Students' 400 words composition of Tomb Sweeping on Qingming Festival [5]

Today is Qingming Festival. My mother and I went to visit the tomb of my grandfather.

When I came to Grandpa's tomb, I looked at the tomb. Mountain, or so high, soil, or so yellow. Tomb, or always contains the thoughts of relatives. I'll mow the grass first, then tear the money paper. In the light of the money paper, I seemed to see Grandpa's kind face, and in the sound of firecrackers, I also seemed to hear grandpa's kind voice. I look up the tomb. All of a sudden. I lost myself in thought. I thought of Grandpa. Grandpa is very concerned about his family.

Every time we came, he would meet us in the yard. Every time, I laugh. It gives people a kind of cordial and familiar feeling. On one occasion. Although grandpa's hands and feet were not convenient, he still burned a pot of potato for us to eat. When I turned over the potato, I found that Grandpa's forehead rolled down with beads of sweat. When eating potato, I think it's sweeter than honey. Because it contains grandpa's love. Grandpa left, and we all cried that day. Although he left, he will live in our hearts forever. Whenever I think of his kind face and kind words, they always warm our hearts. Whenever we go to his quiet yard, we know that grandpa is not there. But it seems to see his familiar and kind back.

'during the Qingming Festival, with the rain, the passers-by wanted to break their souls. 'when I think of these two poems, my grandfather's familiar and kind face reappears before my eyes.

Students' 400 words composition of Tomb Sweeping on Qingming Festival [6]

Qing Dynasty is a traditional festival in China. When I come to this festival, I always think of the poem "Qingming" written by Du Mu: in the Qingming season, there is a lot of rain, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. On this day, people all over the country are going to visit the graves of their dead relatives. Family members should be reunited, or worship ancestors to visit tombs, or take a tour of youth.

On this day, my father, mother and relatives went to the cemetery to visit the tomb of my deceased grandfather and mother-in-law. They also carried incense and paper money to climb the mountain. Grandma also bought a bunch of flowers. We put the flowers in front of the tomb of the grand father and the grand mother with sadness. Looking at the tombstones of the dead Taigong and taipo, my mother and I are a little sad. My father told me that Taigong is a kind person and taipo is a kind person. Dad redpainted the words on the tombstones of Taigong and taipo again.

In my heart, I told the grand father and the grand mother in silence: I have grown up, and I am in the fourth grade. If you are still alive, how nice! I also saw some people nearby burning paper money and others crying. At this time, grandpa also began to burn paper money. Dad rushed to help Grandpa burn paper money. After burning the paper money, grandma offered us a glass of wine. We made a deep bow in front of Grandpa's grave and said: 'I wish grandpa and grandma peace in heaven. '

Only you, follow the sound, no words, just quietly, tightly holding me. Only you understand, only you understand my pain, only you understand that when I am sad, what I need is not those so-called big principles, but to rely on me and cry with me. You hold me quietly, this feeling is very warm, very beautiful, so that I become to enjoy, become greedy. How I like Qingming Festival. Because on this day, we can send some gifts to the relatives who have passed away to show their respect.

Students' 400 word composition of Tomb Sweeping on Qingming Festival [7]

April 5 is Qingming Day. At eight o'clock in the morning, my father and mother and I took the bus to my hometown to visit my grandparents' graves.

The cemetery is located in Houshan, west of XX village, XX town, XX city. After entering Houshan cemetery, it seems that we have entered the fairyland, where the forest is lush and there are several bamboo shoots growing on the grave of Zugong. We hoed the grave, cleared the dead wood on the grave, and paid homage to the ancestors. Then we went down the mountain and went to grandma's grave. Grandma's grave is on a high mountain. The road is very narrow and the weeds are overgrown. My mother told me that grandma is a very kind and amiable old man. Her father was pulled up by her. She died ten years ago & hellip & hellip; before Grandma's grave, we arranged the prepared offerings, put on tea and wine, lit the incense fire, and the tomb sweeping ceremony began like this. First of all, adults burn paper money, paper-made TV sets, watches, clothes, radios, etc. to zugongzu milk one by one. Then, we kneel in front of the tomb and kowtow to zugongzu milk, telling zugongzu milk that we have come to see you and brought you gifts and food. Please accept them. Finally, we burned firecrackers, spilled tea and wine on the tomb, and looked at the pictures of grandfathers' milk engraved in the tombstone. We seemed to stand in front of grandfathers' milk, look at their loving eyes, listen to their teachings to us & hellip; & hellip; after the memorial ceremony for our ancestors, we went down the mountain.

It's another Qingming Festival. I can't help but think of Du Mu's poem: "in the Qingming season, there is a lot of rain, and people on the road want to break their souls & hellip; & hellip;"

After the tomb sweeping ceremony, we reluctantly left Houshan cemetery. Zugongzunai, every year today, I will come to see you!

This is a happy day, a meaningful day.

Students' 400 word composition of Tomb Sweeping on Qingming Festival

The sky was overcast and drizzled. It seemed as if a few tears had fallen. It seemed that they were also worshiping their ancestors. Walking on the way up the mountain, I can't help but crooning 'in the clear and bright season, the rain comes one after another, the passers-by on the way wants to break their souls'.

When we came to the mountain, we went to the old ancestor's grave with a heavy heart. The adults offered incense, burnt paper money and arranged the grave. I was also busy hanging the tomb. I yelled to set off firecrackers. My father asked me to kneel down in front of my ancestors' graves to worship and pray for their blessing. I wish our little lotus children can get good results, and let the whole family be healthy and happy & hellip; & hellip; I learned from adults, kowtowed and bowed in front of their ancestors' graves.