Ontheroad,Isawthediamondpoplarstandingtallandstraightbytheroadthroughthewindow.Itsgraybodywaslightgreen,anditsbranchesspitoutdensebuds,swinginggentlyinthehumidbreeze.Thecharmingandcolorfulweepingwillowshavelonghairanddanceinawhirl.Thegreenwheatfieldinthedistancecan'tbeseenataglance.Therewasaconstantstreamofvehiclesontheroad,andeveryonehurriedtosweepthegrave.Outing.
WhenIcametograndma'shouse,accordingtothecustomofmyhometown,grandmainsertedwillowbranchesonbothsidesofthegate.Meandmyfather.Unclepreparedburningpapertosweepgrandpa'sgrave.Peopleintwosandthreeswereallgoingtosweepthegrave.Motherfriedleekdumplingswhenshecameback.
TombSweepingDayisatimeforeveryonetosweeptombs.Onthefestivalofmourning,IwillvisitGrandpa'sgravenextyear.
Weremovedtheweedsfromthegraveandputnewmudonit.Wespeciallypreparedatableofrice,whichwaspreparedbymydiligentandcapablegrandmother.Afterawhile,thedeliciousdishesbecamearichtable,includingfragrantrice,sweetwineandfragrantLongjingtea.Itturnsoutthatthefoodisalsowellprepared.Sixvegetablesandthreemeatdishes,fishandmeatareindispensable,andwineshouldbepoured.Thereareallkindsofhometownspecialties.
Together,theycanberegardedasarichmeal.Grandpaanddadlitcandlesandincense,alsoplacedcupsinfrontofthegrave,andpouredteaandwineonebyone.WeburnedYuanbao,litfirecrackers,andbegantokowtowandworship.Aftertheworship,welefttheancestralgraveandembarkedonthewayhome.
"ItrainsinsuccessionduringtheQingmingFestival,andpedestriansontheroadwanttobreaktheirsouls..."everyyearinthissolarterm,wewillsilentlyrecitethispoembyDuMu,apoetoftheTangDynasty,toexpressouryearningforourancestors.
MyfatherandIwentbacktothecountrysidehometownforancestor'sgrave.Wecametotheancestralgrave,dadwithhisshovelthetombstorepair,andthenputthetributetothegrave,tookmetotheancestorsonthreehead,gotupanddownabowlofwine,spilledacirclearoundthetombs.Inthegrave,wewalkinthemountainsYou'llalsobeabletocontribute,onamountainhigh,therearelushtrees,therearegreengrass,thereareclearlakes,beautiful!
Onthewayhome,winterjasmine,plumandcherryblossomsarethescramblingtoinfullbloom,fragranceofflowersfloatingaround,alotofvisitorstotakephotosinfrontoftheflower,laughingfacesasbeautifulasflowers,howhappyah!Dadtoldme:tomb-sweepingdayisourmemoryofmartyrs,ancestorworshipfestival,festivalisblooming,playforanouting.Hetoldmethemartyrsbravefight,fearnosacrificerevolutionarystory.Ilistenedtotheverytouched,itisourpredecessorsbloodysweat,hardworking,justhaveourgoodlifetoday,soweshouldcherishthehappylifetoday,studyhard,healthygrowth,growupcontributionstrength,servethecountry!
TombSweepingDayisaseriousthing.Evenouractivechildrencalmeddown.WeallcametoChumountaininXiaoshantocommemoratemygreatgrandfatherandgrandmother.Accordingtomygrandfather,"mygreatgrandfatherhasbeensleepingquietlyinthegreenmountainsandwatersfornearly40years."inmyimpression,mygreatgrandmotherisakindandamiableoldman.Wecametothegrave,surroundedbybigtreesandbirdsflyingbetweenthetrees,Undertheground,therearealsovibrantgrassstickingouthishead.Grandpasaid:"Antonpulledouttheweedsonthetombtomakethecemeterymoretidyandsolemn."wepresentedflowersandfruitcakestoworshipourancestorsinaccordancewithChinesetraditionalcustoms.Iboweddeeplythreetimesinfrontofthemonumenttoexpressmythoughtsformyancestors.
Weputthepackagingbagwebroughtintothebag,andalsoputsomepaperscraps,plasticbagsandbottlesonthemountainintothebagonthewaydownthemountain.Icamehomewithmissingemotion.
Thisyear'sTombSweepingDaywascloudyearlyinthemorning.Afterawhile,therewasalightraininthesky.Mygrandfather,mysecondgrandfather...Myaunt,theyallboughtfruits,flowersandothersacrificestogotothegraveandsweepthegraveforgrandpatoexpresstheirnostalgiafortheirdeadrelatives.
IoncerecitedapoemcalledQingming.Twoofthemarewrittenlikethis,"itrainsoneafteranotherduringtheQingmingFestival,andpedestriansontheroadwanttobreaktheirsouls."ThesetwopoemsproperlydescribethespecialatmosphereofQingmingFestival.
Thisspecialatmospheremakespeople'snostalgialingerintheirhearts,makespeoplerememberandcarryforwardthefinetraditionsoftheirpredecessors,andencouragespeopletocherishthebeautifullifenow.