Tomb-Sweeping Day's grave-sweeping "It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls". In Tomb-Sweeping Day, my mother will tell my father these two poems, and then my mother will have a little tear in her eyes. My father will tell me that you should be good today. Don't mess with your mother. She is in a bad mood, and your mother misses her mother. In the past, when I was young, according to the custom of my hometown, I didn't encourage my children to go to the grave to pay homage, so my parents refused to take me to the grave. I never understood why Tomb-Sweeping Day was sweeping the grave. I am 10 years old this year. At my strong request, my parents decided to take me with them when they visited the grave on Qingming Day. In the morning in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I get up early with my parents. Father put the prepared offerings, flowers, paper ingots and mingbi in the car. My mother doesn't know where to get a good paper model. She has a car, a computer, a TV and a mobile phone. The funniest thing is a big villa. The villa was too big to fit in the trunk of the car, so it was folded up at my father's suggestion. When we arrived at the destination, everything was assembled and everything was ready, and our happy family set off like grandpa's house. I haven't been out of town for a long time. My father drove smoothly all the way, and I didn't feel sleepy. I listened to mom and dad telling stories about grandpa's family and looked out of the window. I listened with great interest. There are many children in my mother's family. They have five sisters, one brother and my mother is the third sister. My mother said how difficult their childhood life was, but they all lived up to expectations. Except my mother and my sister, the other four were admitted to the university. My second and fourth aunts are university teachers and my fifth aunt is a doctor. My uncle is the youngest leader of a large power plant. After listening to my mother's story for nearly an hour, I was in my heart. We finally came to my grandfather's village and saw him waiting for us at the gate in the distance. We went to grandma's grave with grandpa, and my mother set up an offering, and then burned Mingbi and those paper models. Said these are for grandma, let her live there. Father and grandfather look dignified, mother's eyes are red again, and we are preparing to go home after the memorial service. At this time, my mother's tears fell one by one, and everyone cried very sadly. I cried too. I feel that I have grown up and can understand my mother's feelings. I will definitely study hard and love my mother in the future, so as not to let my mother worry about my academic performance, and I will definitely not make my mother sad again.