Tomb-Sweeping Day's sixth grade composition 1 Tomb-Sweeping Day is here again. Every year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, my parents will take me to my hometown to visit the grave. Because I attach great importance to Tomb-Sweeping Day in my hometown.
Tomb-Sweeping Day is a day to pay homage to the deceased relatives, and it is also a day to go back to my hometown. We drove on the expressway by bus, enjoyed the scenery along the way and started our journey home. Both sides of the expressway are filled with spring scenery, and the green wheat fields have become an endless sea of wheat. The rape field in Huang Cancan has turned into a beautiful sea of rape flowers, which is really beautiful!
Tomb-Sweeping Day, my hometown, is very grand. Our ancestral graves are located in Qingyuan with beautiful scenery. During the Qingming Festival, the mountains are full of grave-sweepers, and the mountains are full of excitement. Adults prepared a lot of cakes, snacks, fruits and drinks, and carried them with a pole. Some children followed with hoes and shovels, and the family went up the mountain to sweep the grave together. Grave sweeping activities are very interesting. Every time we find the ancestral grave, we are busy separately, some weeding, some adding soil. In a short time, the overgrown graves were cleaned up a lot, and then we had to insert colorful tomb money into the new soil of the grave, dip the brush in red paint and completely paint the words on the tombstone. At this time, the ancestral grave that has not been repaired for a long time suddenly took on a new look.
Adults took out offerings and put them in front of graves, lit incense sticks and burned a lot of paper money. These offerings are for ancestors, and paper money is for ancestors to show the filial piety of our younger generation. Finally, everyone should kowtow in order of seniority, and some are still mumbling. Look, my cousin wrote: Blessed by my ancestors, let me get five more points in the college entrance examination! How ridiculous. There are more interesting things. There is a line in the left column of grandpa's tombstone, which has never been traced. I picked up the pen without thinking, and my father screamed, freeze! It turned out that this line was left to grandma after her death. Almost ran into trouble, and hurriedly knocked four heads at grandpa's grave, and the adults laughed happily. ...
After sweeping the grave, we were all exhausted. We limped down the hill, but it was really meaningful. Tomb-Sweeping Day made me pay a little respect to our ancestors and strengthened my feelings with my cousin.
Tomb-Sweeping Day Grade Six Composition 2 Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. Early in the morning, my parents and other relatives and friends dragged me up the mountain to worship my ancestors after breakfast.
We reached the foot of the mountain and began to climb the mountain. On the way up the mountain, the road was particularly slippery and slipped several times. In addition, many mountains are much higher than the ground below, so one person needs to climb them first and then pull another person up. Sometimes the people below are too heavy, and it is possible to pull the people above! There are usually many big pits on the grass beside the path up the mountain. My mother told me that these big pits were dug by ancestors for treasure hunting after the founding of New China, and nine times out of ten, they were big pits with buried treasures.
We came to the first ancestral grave. Below this ancestral grave is a mother-in-law. I still remember when I was five years old, I slipped down from her grave after giving her incense. As a result, I helped the lettering place in front of the grave, and something fell from it. My mother said, "That's the hat my mother-in-law wore in Tianling. Now that you have broken it, we have to buy her another one! "
"Hongyu!" My cousin is calling me, "What are you thinking? Let's go and incense my mother-in-law! " I returned to the real world from my memory. This time, I sprayed perfume on my mother-in-law carefully. The smoke of incense made my eyes dizzy and I sneezed several times in a row. That kind of feeling is particularly uncomfortable, and my nose is sour.
We came to the last ancestral grave. Looking down from this place, you can see half of Xujiacun. I asked my mother, "Why do you want to bury my father-in-law here?" Mother said, "My father-in-law chose this place. He said that you can see future generations living happily here. "
After worshipping our ancestors, we went down the mountain.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's Sixth Grade Composition 3 Whenever I am in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I can't help but think of what Du Mu, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote, "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." This poem. Indeed, the footsteps of Qingming rang again. It's time to worship the elders again.
So, my parents took me to grandma's grave this Saturday. It was beautiful in spring and sunny all the way. On both sides of the road, there are green wheat fields, yellow cauliflower, pink peach blossom and snow-white pear. What a beautiful spring!
When I arrived at my grandfather's house, my uncle and uncle came back. We bought something to worship. Soon, I arrived at the cemetery. The cemetery is not big, the tombstones are densely covered, and the cemetery is full of grave-sweepers. Adults prepared a lot of burning paper, burning money, incense and cakes, and carried them with a whole bag of poles. Some children followed with hoes and shovels, and the family went to sweep the grave together. Grave-sweeping activities may be interesting. When we find the ancestral grave, we will split up, some weeding and some adding soil. In a short time, the overgrown graves were cleaned up a lot, and the handwriting on the tombstone was completely described with a brush dipped in red paint. As a result, the graves and monuments that have not been repaired for a long time suddenly took on a new look.
In front of grandma's grave, adults took out offerings and put them on the ground, lit incense sticks and burned a lot of paper money to show our filial piety. Finally, everyone should kowtow in order of seniority, and some are still mumbling. Look, my cousin read: "Grandma bless me and let me get five more points in the college entrance examination!" " "How ridiculous! There are more interesting things. There is a line in the left column of grandma's tombstone, which has never been traced. As for me, I picked up the pen without thinking, and my father screamed, "Don't move! "It turned out that this line was left to him after grandpa died. Almost ran into trouble, and hurriedly knocked four heads at grandma's grave, and the adults laughed happily. ...
After sweeping the grave, we were all exhausted and limped back. But I am very happy in my heart. This is a meaningful day. Next year, I will come to visit my grandmother's grave again.
Tomb-Sweeping Day Sixth Grade Composition 4 It rains in the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed out that "Xinghua Village is talking, and Tomb-Sweeping Day has quietly come to my side, so that our family can have an annual spring outing.
The breeze is blowing, and the warm sunshine is particularly bright. You see, the peach blossom is blooming next to it, and the petals are flying all over the sky, rising and falling. Their bodies are so light that I can do twenty somersaults with a single blow. No matter where those peach blossoms fly, it must be a beautiful place. Look, a grass is scrambling to get out of the ground, a small flower is competing for beauty, and a small tree is pulling out its young leaves. Clusters of rape flowers are beautiful and golden, and there is no edge in a piece of wheat field. Ha, swallows who only traveled to the south flew back in droves, and birds flew freely in the sky and sang heartily. "It's like a horse, and it's like a man." I looked at the direction of my brother's finger. Oh, it turned out to be a white cloud. Don't say that white clouds really fly like a horse in the vast sky. Everything is beautiful this spring. How amazing nature is. It lays a spring carpet on the ground and lets us play carefree. Spring is a beautiful spring. It is happy and magical. Unconsciously, in the afternoon, the white clouds are bigger, just like pressing on my head. The sun is redder, dyeing half the sky red. After a while, mother told us to go home. A red sun hangs in the sky and slowly sets in the west. White clouds are no longer white.
A year's plan starts with spring. In this season when a hundred birds contend and a hundred flowers blossom, we should study hard and make progress every day.
Tomb-Sweeping Day Sixth Grade Composition 5 It rains in the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. In a blink of an eye, we arrived in Tomb-Sweeping Day, and our family decided to visit the grave.
Today, the weather is fine and sunny. We got up early and immediately went to the Martyrs Cemetery. Along the way, golden rape flowers were scattered on the dark land; Peach blossom is like a shy little girl with a red face, which is even more lovable. Pear blossoms are also full of treetops, petals fall with the wind, but the stamens are red. What a beautiful spring scenery!
In a short time, we arrived at the entrance of the martyrs cemetery and climbed up step by step. This is a treasure trove of martyrs. How magnificent it is here! There are eagles flying with wings, roaring tigers in the forest and white whales shuttling in the sea on the pattern. Aren't these Wang Zhongwang the embodiment of these martyrs? It is said that people like to destroy public property most nowadays, but I don't see any signs of man-made. Doesn't this mean that we love the motherland and respect the martyrs? Without the sacrifice of these martyrs, how could we have such a stable day today? How do we defend our country? Here, I see many old people staring, pulling weeds and wiping tears from their eyes. Yes, after all, they have experienced a rough life. After all, their feelings for the martyrs and the motherland are no less than those of us who grew up in a greenhouse.
More than 60 years have passed, the motherland has already moved towards stability and prosperity, and China has also moved towards prosperity at an alarming rate.
I shouted to every martyr in my heart: rest in peace, the country is very good now, no longer the sick man of East Asia, and will not be plundered by other countries.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's sixth grade composition 6 lasted for 5,000 years, and Wu culture has a long history.
Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived, and the annual Wu Culture Festival is about to open, which reminds us of the great achievements of Tai Bo, the ancestor of Wu. Imagine that Taber passed the throne to his grandson Ji Chang in order to obey his father's calendar and inherit his younger brother's, making the story of the world a beautiful story. After Taber's death, he went to the west of Shaanxi with his younger brother Zhong Yong, and established the embryonic form of Wu culture-Juwu. Shortly after Taber's death, his father died of illness, and he returned to China to mourn his filial piety. At this time, Ji Li offered to make way for Taber. Taber resolutely refused, and the calendar did not follow. Taibo failed to escape many times and had to return to Wu tribe. In order to show his unswerving childlike heart, he took his people away from home and came to Wuxi, my hometown, to build water conservancy projects, and brought advanced agricultural technology to the barbarian land of Jiangnan. Later, Ji Li sent someone to let Taber return to the north to be king. Taber punished himself by punishing the prisoner, and smiled and said to the bearer, "How can a prisoner be king?"
Taber was so amazing that even Confucius, known as a saint, was amazed when he read Taber's story. In his view, Taber's moral quality has reached an almost insurmountable level. Think about the virtue of Taber's three freedoms, and think that we even have to queue up to buy food now; On the bus, someone refused to give his seat to the old woman next to him ... Now, there are many such examples.
Think about Taber. It's not for breakfast or finding a seat ... it's the world! Do you feel at ease when you do this and think about Taber's behavior at that time? Think about how much sweat and hard work Taber paid for the construction of water towns in the south of the Yangtze River in those years, and what he got was only the prosperity of the next few thousand years! Wu culture has been handed down from our ancestors since ancient times. As the successor of Wu culture, we should study hard and carry forward Wu culture!
Tomb-Sweeping Day again. Follow the footsteps of Hongshan people in previous dynasties and come to Taibo to remember the virtue of the sages. As a new generation of Hongshan people, we further strengthened our determination to study hard. We will better inherit this dragon culture.
Tomb-Sweeping Day Sixth Grade Composition 7 Every April, the people of China remember the martyrs, Tomb-Sweeping Day. In order to commemorate this far-reaching day, remember the revolutionary martyrs, carry forward the spirit of patriotism, strengthen the construction of patriotic universities, guide students to establish a correct world outlook, outlook on life and values, and promote the construction of spiritual civilization in our school. The University held the activity of "Remembering Revolutionary Martyrs, Grave Sweeping in Tomb-Sweeping Day".
Early in the morning in Tomb-Sweeping Day, all the teachers and students lined up neatly and carried the flag of the Young Pioneers to the Laoying Revolutionary Martyrs Cemetery. Teachers and students came to the revolutionary martyrs monument and presented their own Xiaobai University to the revolutionary martyrs gate. Facing the bright red flag, the Young Pioneers collectively swore: "Always be ready, always be ready, and strive for the cause of * * *". The oath echoed in front of the martyrs monument for a long time.
At the swearing-in ceremony, students and teachers said in succession: We should carry on the legacy of the martyrs, hold high the banner, March forward courageously along the road they have not finished, and let the torch of the stars be passed down from generation to generation. Practice your skills, improve your quality and make your own contribution to the prosperity of the motherland and the nation!
Then the students discussed the heroic deeds of revolutionary martyrs and accepted the patriotic university. I think: our happy (beautiful) life today was created for us by revolutionary martyrs and also bought with red blood; So, I had an idea in my heart: to inherit the legacy of the martyrs, study hard and strive to become the pillar of building the country.
At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the grave sweeping activity ended and the students slowly returned to school by car. They were tired all day and many students fell asleep in the car. ...
Tomb-Sweeping Day Sixth Grade Composition 8 It rained in the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. -inscription
Swallows have gone, and there is a time to come again; Willow withered, there is a time to green again; The peach blossom has withered, but it has blossomed again. But dear xx, you have been buried in this cold cemetery for a long time. Grandson and you are close at hand, but yin and yang are separated, and I can't see you for a long time. How can this not make my grandson sad, miserable and full of melancholy?
In my impression, xx is a kind old man who used to be his village head. He was honest, never greedy for small profits, and worked silently for the village until his death. Some people say that other people's thoughts will fade with the passage of time. But I think I have the opposite idea about xx. Even after a long time, every time I think of xx's voice and smile, there will always be some sour feelings in my heart. Even after five or ten years, this feeling has not weakened or disappeared, but has become stronger.
Time flies, years change, today, standing in front of xx's grave again, tears blur my eyes. Through the drizzle, only the distant green hills and nearby fields were found, which gradually blurred. Everything in front of me seems so familiar, as if my grandfather is still writing Spring Festival couplets to the villagers, warning the young people in the village not to dump the garbage in the Qingxi, and still working hard to repair the ancestral temple in the village ... In a blink of an eye, grandpa has driven the crane west and disappeared without a trace, like water vapor in the rain. No matter how hard I grab it, I can't catch him, leaving a damp space in my palm. At this moment, I realized that swallows can fly back, willows can be greener, but xx will never come back. The only things I can spend with me are my constant thoughts and the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day.
It rained in succession during the Qingming Festival-it was a scene of vigorous metabolism, and rain and tears intertwined to nourish me.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's sixth grade composition 9 "It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die" describes the scene during the Qingming Festival. What he said is really good. There is almost no smile on people's faces during the Qingming Festival, only a heavy face.
Every family has a habit in Tomb-Sweeping Day, that is, to visit their deceased relatives in the cemetery, bring food and mingbi, and bring their family's thoughts to see them, just for spiritual satisfaction. My family is no exception. ...
Early this morning, my family and I got up early and got everything ready to pay homage to my grandfather in heaven. I haven't seen him for a long time, so I'm a little excited. So we set off. It kept raining all the way, and there was silence all around. I vaguely saw a few lights in the distance, and there was no one across the street. Even though a few birds are singing, we can't break this long silence. I know how people feel now.
The potholes along the way, the continuous drizzle along the way, people along the way, accompanied us into the crowded cemetery. At this time, people are no longer happy, but heavy. When they see their beloved relatives, who can restrain their emotions? Who can be indifferent.
The whole cemetery, crying, gunfire. ...
I followed the adults to grandpa's grave and saw that weather-beaten face. Although it was in the photo, I still felt his pain. Seeing my long-lost grandfather, I couldn't restrain my inner excitement. I can't help crying. I looked at Zhang Yongyuan's photo carved on the tombstone. Do you love my grandpa? Are you lonely? Do you miss us? Even if you can never talk to me, I know you miss us. Even if you have many underworld friends, they can't compare with us! Grandpa, I miss you, I miss you, I want you to come back, even if it is impossible, even if it is unrealistic, but your granddaughter wants to see you. Do you still remember me
The rain is still falling, and the crying continues. I dry my tears. I don't cry. I know you don't want me to cry. I want to be a brave child! I am obedient and be a brave boy!
It never stops raining, and people's thoughts never stop!
Tomb-Sweeping Day's sixth grade composition 10 "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls; Excuse me, where is the flower market? The taxi went straight to Wanghai Village. " On Friday, my father and I went to the Wanghai Flower Market in Guanyin Bridge in Jiangbei to open our eyes.
Just entering the flower market, a faint fragrance of flowers came to my face. Then I heard birds singing and people selling goods. I thought to myself, "There are so many people at the flower market, but it's really lively!" I walked in with my father, and the bright colors shone brightly in my eyes, confusing them. I am dazzled by this cluster and that cluster. My father and I took small steps and looked at some exotic flowers and plants. There are green leaves inlaid with stripes like cat's eyes, and the bottom of the leaves is purple, which is called "diamond cat's eyes"; There is a "pansy" like a lion's head; There is also a "pitcher plant" that can catch insects ... I saw many kinds of flowers in the flower shop and was very interested. I bought shy and subtle mimosa and green gourd seeds.
Walking past the flower shop, my father and I entered the ornamental fish market again. The first thing that caught my eye was a vibrant picture. Lovely little fish lightly passed through corals with different colors and shapes, and the corals seemed to be unable to help dancing with the fish. I watched it with relish in front of the fish tank. I also found some small fish that I have never seen before. Arowana, with a long body, likes to swing from side to side; Elephant-nosed fish, with a tail like scissors and a black body; Blood parrot is red all over, like a flame. ...
The "twittering" voice continues. It was the voice of the bird shop. I went in and took a look. There are lively sparrows; Lovely starling; White as snow, like a parrot with cotton. ...
How many people visit the flower market in Tomb-Sweeping Day! These men and women, people of all ages, came to buy beautiful flowers and pay homage to their deceased relatives to express their deep sorrow for the deceased and send them some care. I am gratified by this civilized and simple folk custom, and I also hope that all the people in China will inherit and carry forward the fine tradition of respecting the elderly and loving the young: during the Qingming Festival, family sacrifices will never be forgotten.
Tomb-Sweeping Day Sixth Grade Composition 1 1 It was raining cats and dogs in Tomb-Sweeping Day that morning. When I saw my mother and father, I cried excitedly. Because it was Tomb-Sweeping Day, my parents came from the county to visit the grave at four or five in the morning.
At half past six this morning, my father asked me if I would like to go to the grave with him. I readily agreed.
On the way, I suddenly found that my father brought one thing less than before-firecrackers. I thought it was very strange, and I thought: Could Dad just forget to take firecrackers? So I looked at my father with surprised eyes.
"Dad, you just forgot to bring firecrackers. You used to bring firecrackers. Huh? "
Dad listened to my words, turned around and said kindly to me, "That's right! I really didn't bring firecrackers on this day. "
Dad's voice just fell, and I immediately connected my mouth. "Then why don't you take it when you know it?"
Knowing that I am an inquisitor, my father said to me, "That's because there are too many fires here this year, so firecrackers are not allowed. Didn't you read the notice? " After listening to my father's words, the notice immediately came to my mind, which did have the words "No firecrackers".
I didn't expect dad to behave himself!
When I was sweeping the grave, I saw many people coming to sweep the grave, but they didn't seem to notice the notice. Compared with my father, they are really inferior to my father!
Seeing there, I thought how many such unruly people are there in society? Although this is only a small matter, it can reflect a person's character. If everyone abides by the rules, what a harmonious society it will be!
Let's be polite, shall we? Let's act now, get rid of the bad habits of the past and let a brand-new society appear in front of us at this moment!
Tomb-Sweeping Day's 6th grade composition 12 Tomb-Sweeping Day is a day for the Chinese nation to pay homage to and cherish the memory of their ancestors. Before and after Tomb-Sweeping Day, many people paid homage to the martyrs and expressed their grief in different ways.
On this day, our whole family will go to the mountains in Tengchong to sweep graves and learn what we can't know in the city together.
This year, after more than three hours of trekking, we arrived at the foot of Tomb Mountain in Tengchong. I forgot motion sickness and fatigue. Willy-nilly, I rushed to the mountain with a box of "gold ingots". The towering mountain peak stands in front of me, more than 2000 meters above sea level. I was out of breath before I ran halfway. After a short rest, I continued to climb. After about twenty minutes, everyone reached the top of Fenshan Mountain. I looked down the hill for a while, ah! How beautiful nature is! The fields and forests under the grave hill are linked together and surrounded by mountains, just like a green Wang Yang. I asked my grandfather curiously where he was, and he said, "Longling, mangshi and Lianghe." Ah! We have reached the junction of three counties and cities. My uncles are very busy, making fires and boiling water, repairing graves and sweeping graves. Soon, killing sheep and chickens began. Unfortunately, I am too young to help them. I watched my uncles kill sheep and saw them put sheep intestines in bags. I asked curiously, "What is this?" ? Did it work? ""It's bitter. It's used to make bitter wine. " "Originally bitter powder is made of sheep's bitter intestines! "
After a while, I found a carnation, picked a leaf and inserted it into the hole of the carnation as a bamboo flute. When my cousin saw it, he came after me and asked for my bamboo flute. We ran and ran, and when our mother asked us to eat, we were already sweating.
On this day, although I sweated a lot, I was very happy and happy. I also saw the beauty of nature and what I couldn't see in the city. How happy I am to have such a day for me to attend every year!
Tomb-Sweeping Day Sixth Grade Composition 13 On the day of Tomb-Sweeping Day, we went back to my father's hometown. Let's go to the mountain to burn paper money to worship our ancestors, and then play on the mountain.
Dad is watching the scenery on the mountain, my sister is shooting beautiful butterflies with a camera, and I am dragging a shovel to dig a hole. Mom said, "Stop digging, give me the shovel and watch me dig a" chicken leg "for you to eat." This drumstick refers to a crisp and sweet plant whose roots grow in the soil like drumsticks. My mother and I started looking for chicken legs, but we couldn't find them for a long time. We only found a lot of dandelions, green dandelions with small yellow flowers and some flowers with fruits. I told my sister to blow the parachute quickly. My sister ran over, picked a dandelion parachute, blew it and said, "I want to help the dandelion mother's children travel around the world!" " "I also picked a dandelion and blew it. My sister and I were having fun when I suddenly heard my mother shout, "Come and see, there are winter jasmine here!" " "My sister and I ran over and saw two winter jasmine trees in bloom. This winter jasmine is different from Xinlei Park. Its petals are yellow, but its stamens are red. How beautiful! Mother saw the flowers and said, "I'll take you to pick the buds and touch them, and smoke Mao Cong!" " In the fields and mountains, the buds contact a lot. Mother picked the fattest one for us, removed the leaves on it, peeled off the skin that the buds touched and put it in her mouth to eat. Crisp and sweet, full of fragrance. My sister and I have been eating. Mom saw that we had almost eaten, so she said, "Let's smoke Mao Cong." Mao Cong is a thatched bud that can be eaten, but it can't be eaten when it is in full bloom. We searched in the field for a long time, but only my mother found some onions. Peel off the green or red leaves of Mao Cong, expose the white Mao Cong inside, and chew it in your mouth. It feels soft, tender and sweet.
How time flies! Unconsciously, it's already noon, and we're going home. I really want to play for a while. I think Tomb-Sweeping Day really enjoyed his outing!
Tomb-Sweeping Day Sixth Grade Composition 14 This year is the first year of Tomb-Sweeping Day's holiday. I can also go to the grave with my parents.
Grave-sweeping in Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional activity of our Chinese nation.
Tomb-Sweeping Day is a solemn day for us to remember our ancestors.
Although it is very tiring to go up the mountain to worship ancestors in Qingming Festival, sometimes I will fall a few times, and the mountain road is difficult to walk, but the mood of paying homage to my loved ones is sincere.
Today, my parents and I went to visit my grandmother's grave. Grandma was only 50 years old when she died, before I was born. Although there is no image of her, I still miss her very much, so I cherish this grave sweeping action more. My parents come to pay homage every year, change the word for the tombstone and get rid of some weeds. However, the vitality of grass is so strong that it covers the whole grave in just one year. It is really "wildfire never quite consumes them, the spring breeze is blowing high." It seems that the task of mowing grass is very arduous. I quickly picked up the sickle and mowed the grass. I cut hard, not only the grass didn't cut, but also my fingers were cut off. At this time, my father came to help me. He said: "To cut grass, you must hold it tightly, then press it down hard, and then cut it hard with a sickle to cut the grass." Follow my father's method, I can really cut it! With the efforts of my parents and me, the grass was finally cleaned up. I also helped my mother sweep the floor and put flowers respectfully, making grandma's grave a green and clean garden.
Making Qingming a holiday has both advantages and disadvantages. Although everyone has time to go to the grave, the traffic on the mountain has become a big problem. On the way back, we were stuck in a traffic jam for an hour, and those traffic police uncles were too tired to command. I think there will be a standard for safety in the future.
Tomb-Sweeping Day today, although very tired, but I am very happy, learned knowledge, with their own labor, expressed the memory and respect for their ancestors.
Tomb-Sweeping Day Sixth Grade Composition 15 Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. Early in the morning, my parents and other relatives and friends dragged me up the mountain to worship my ancestors after breakfast.
We reached the foot of the mountain and began to climb the mountain. On the way up the mountain, the road was particularly slippery, and I slipped several times. In addition, many mountains are much higher than the ground below, so one person needs to climb them first and then pull another person up. Sometimes the people below are too heavy, and it is possible to pull the people above! There are usually many big pits in the grass beside the mountain road. My mother told me that these big pits were dug by our ancestors after the founding of New China, and nine times out of ten all the big pits were buried with treasures.
We came to the first ancestral grave. Below this ancestral grave is a mother-in-law. I still remember when I was five years old, I slipped down from her grave after giving her incense. As a result, something fell from the place where I helped engrave in front of the grave. My mother said, "that's my mother-in-law wearing a hat." Now that you have broken it, we have to buy her another one! "
"Hongyu!" My cousin is calling me, "What are you thinking? Let's go and incense my mother-in-law! " I returned to the real world from my memory. This time, I carefully incense my mother-in-law. The smoke of incense dazzled me and I sneezed several times in a row. That kind of feeling is particularly uncomfortable, and my nose is sour.
We came to the last ancestral grave. Looking down from this place, you can see half of Xujiacun. I asked my mother, "Why do you want to bury my father-in-law here?" Mother said, "My father-in-law chose this place. He said that you can see future generations living happily here. "
After worshipping our ancestors, we went down the mountain.