1.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇一
During the Qingming Festival, rain falls heavily and pedestrians on the road are about to lose their souls. When asked where the tavern is, the shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village from afar. "This is a poem by Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu describing the scene of people going up the mountain to sweep tombs during the Qingming Festival.Qingming Festival is a traditional Chinese holiday, on which living people go to pay respects to their deceased relatives.
On this day, I woke up early and rode my father's motorcycle to Dongkeng to sweep the grave. Along the way, there was a continuous drizzle, and a few gusts of wind brushed past my ears, bringing a hint of coldness.
At Dongkeng, the rain quietly stopped. We'll tidy up a little before going to sweep the grave. This place is located in the wilderness, with weeds growing everywhere.
Seeing grandpa Tomb, I feel my nose sour and uncomfortable. I remember my dad once told me: Grandpa can sing opera and play the role of a clown on stage. His performance is so lifelike that it often makes the audience burst into laughter. He can write beautiful calligraphy and even fold many small animals. When I was unhappy when I was a child, my grandfather always used a few comic books to make me happy. Unfortunately, he left us when I was three years old. Dad often sighed and said, 'If only he were still alive, he could teach you many things.' Suddenly, a wave of sadness spread in my heart.
The adults were busy weeding and tilling Grandpa's grave, and I also came to help. I draped silver bars over Grandpa's grave to make it look even more beautiful. We placed many offerings in front of the tomb and even inserted a cigarette. The adults knelt down one by one and kept reciting from their mouths. I silently watched everything and felt a sharp pain in my heart. It's my turn now. I knelt down three times and heard my grandmother help me recite, "May the children make progress in their studies and the adults work smoothly." I couldn't help but lift myself up and thought to myself, "Grandpa, I will study hard and not let you worry.
After the worship, everyone and I went down the mountain with a sad heart.
This is my first time coming to worship my grandfather. Today, tomb sweeping has given me a deeper understanding, which is a way of missing my deceased loved ones. This year's Qingming Festival is truly unforgettable for me.
2.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇二
The annual Qingming Festival is here again, and I can't help but think of various activities from the past, such as sweeping tombs, paying respects to martyrs, and visiting memorial halls. Let me now introduce my observations during the Qingming Festival at the "Ji Lu Yu Revolutionary Heroes Memorial Hall".That was when I was in fourth grade of elementary school, the school organized a reward for the "Three Good Students" to visit the Revolutionary Heroes Memorial Hall.
The weather was nice that day, but our emotions were very complicated. We sat in the car, singing red songs and chatting about the stories of revolutionary martyrs along the way. Unconsciously, we arrived at a remote and ancient venue with a sign on the door that read ten big characters: Ji Lu Yu Revolutionary Heroes Memorial Hall. Here we are. After the teachers told us the precautions, we eagerly rushed into the courtyard. There was an ancient well here, and after finishing it in a hurry, we walked inside again. As we walked, we looked left and right, and the tour guide told us many stories from the past. Looking at this ancient courtyard, with its ancient furnishings, the stories of the past seem to be right in front of me. Next, we arrived at the exhibition hall, where the most eye-catching thing was a large cannon. We looked at it several times, but still couldn't see enough. We continued walking inside and arrived at the courtyard where the soldiers were free to move around. There was only one stone table and a few stone benches in the courtyard. Going further inside, it's the place where the soldiers train daily. The row of houses next to the training ground are their resting rooms, but due to time constraints, we didn't take a closer look. Then the tour guide led us into a small passage, one after another, very long. After walking, we arrived at the place where the leaders were researching and working. Each room here had a name, which could tell us at a glance what it was for. We visited the residences of Mao Zedong and others again - they were equally rudimentary, which made us feel a lot of emotions. After reading these, the tour guide and teacher allowed us to freely visit, and we saw a lot more, including their daily utensils, weapons, and so on. It really opened our eyes.
This Qingming Festival left a deep impression on me.
3.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇三
On April 5th, my mother received an invitation letter from AIA Ceiling for the "Home Building Materials Exclusive CEO Signing Ceremony" and invited us to attend. So my mother and I drove to the scene together.When I arrived at the second floor of Jiangtian Hotel, the grand scene in front of me stunned me: countless balloons twisted into the shape of a big arrow, colorless and colorful; delicate. Cake tower powder is tender and fragrant, tempting and enticing; The dazzling array of sushi dishes is endless, making one's mouth water; And
I was playing the small game before the opening - grabbing a chair. The host said, "I counted the numbers 3, 6, and 9. When it comes to grabbing chairs, you can sit on these three chairs and get an item if you grab them." At first, someone heard the number "9" and hurriedly ran over. However, when they grabbed it, they realized it was wrong and had to retreat in a dejected manner. I listened carefully to the host's numbers, afraid of missing them. Finally, a shout of 'grab the chair' called out many people. But there are only three chairs, and everyone is racing like a race to grab them. When I ran to the chair, many people were already approaching. I had to run at full throttle and quickly entered the combat circle, grabbing a chair and obtaining a set of glass bowls.
Then the presidents of the seven major decoration companies took the stage one by one to introduce the preferential policies offered by their companies and gave many gifts. During the CEO Q&A session at a Mona Lisa ceramic tile company, my mother answered correctly, but gave the wrong gift. However, my mother did not ask for it either.
As the sun set, the VIP signing event for home building materials came to an end, and my mother and I happily went home carrying heavy gifts.
4.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇四
The Qingming Festival in China is a sacrificial festival that has been passed down from ancient times to the present day. During the Qingming Festival, people go to sweep the graves of their ancestors to express their respect and longing for them. When sweeping graves, it is necessary to remove weeds, place offerings, burn gold and silver treasures, offer incense and blessings, and set off firecrackers to express nostalgia for the ancestors.In recent years, the concept of environmental protection has become increasingly deeply rooted in people's hearts, so we advocate civilized worship. This year, we did not burn paper money, set off firecrackers, and so on as before, but replaced these polluting things with chrysanthemums. The previously lively Qingming Festival has become quieter and more attentive. Although there is only one pot of flowers, it is our heartfelt gesture and a form of worship advocated by the country. In fact, the form of sacrifice is not important, what is important is that we have respect when sweeping tombs.
One Qingming Festival, my dad took me to visit my grandfather's grave, holding a bouquet of chrysanthemums and a pot of wine. When we arrived at my grandfather's grave, my dad squatted down and held the flowers in front of the tombstone. He said, "Dad, I brought my son to see you. Are you doing well?" He sprinkled the wine on the ground and finally bowed deeply to the tombstone. When I was young, I didn't know what my dad was doing, but later I found out that he missed his grandfather very much. A big man had never seen him shed tears before, and today he shed tears. My grandfather used to be an artillery soldier in the revolutionary army. Although he was not hit by enemy shells in a battle, the range of damage caused by that shell was particularly large, and he lost a lot of blood. The medical equipment at that time was definitely not as good as it is now, and he eventually died from excessive bleeding. My father was already twenty years old at that time. When he learned of my grandfather's death, he cried for several days. He always taught me to study hard and cherish my happy life now. I finally understand why he said that.
In a patch of weeds, there stands an inconspicuous stone monument, but this monument shines with the light of revolutionary martyrs! If it weren't for the revolutionary martyrs who sacrificed their lives and shed their blood, would we have the happy life we have today? We should study hard and become the pillars of our country when we grow up, contributing to the construction of our country.
5.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇五
"It rains on Tomb Sweeping Day, and the souls of pedestrians on the road are broken." Every Tomb Sweeping Day, Chinese people, whether they are dignitaries or ordinary people, will go to visit tombs, sweep tombs and worship ancestors. Express our respect and nostalgia for our ancestors. We are no exception.Today, I followed my grandfather to my hometown to pay tribute to my great grandfather. Holding paper money, firecrackers, incense, and some offerings, I arrived at my grandfather's grave. Firstly, I lit three sticks of incense and placed them in front of my grandfather's grave. Then we boil paper money. What does it smell like? I can't help coughing, nor can I pay tribute to my ancestors. Hold on a little longer! At the end of the day, we hung up two colorful ribbons, set off firecrackers, and returned to our relatives' homes in the countryside. When eating, there is an extra set of bowls and chopsticks on the table. Only after asking them did they know that during today's meal, they must first "invite" their ancestors to eat before they can move their chopsticks themselves. In this way, the respect and memory of the younger generation towards their predecessors will be demonstrated.
After finishing our meal, we reluctantly left. On the way home, I expressed my question to my grandfather: "Why was Tomb Sweeping Day not a festival before, but this year it is a legal holiday?" My grandfather smiled and said, "Alas! Because some young people worship foreign things and flatter foreign countries, they only know what Christmas and April Fool's Day are, and have lost our own cultural festivals. Therefore, future generations may not know about Loong Boat Festival, Tomb Sweeping Day and Double Ninth Festival. In order to make our culture last for a long time, the country has designated them as legal holidays, which is why we have holidays. Sun Tzu, when you grow up, don't forget our own festivals because of some external factors!" I think our generation still has a long way to go. We cannot lose our traditional culture when we grow up. Absolutely not.
6.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇六
During the Qingming Festival, rain falls one after another, and pedestrians on the road are about to lose their souls.There is an important agenda for Qingming Festival, which is tomb sweeping and mourning. This is to show respect for our deceased ancestors. I followed my father to the tomb sweeping site and arrived. There is a winding path on the right side of the tomb, with several tall and beautiful pine trees planted in front. The surroundings of the tomb are covered with green weeds, and occasionally a few birds fly around. This is the place where my grandmother and grandfather were buried. We began to clean up the graves of our grandparents, clearing away all the weeds around them. This is the respect for the elderly who have passed away. After cleaning up, we start lighting candles. After lighting the candles, we put them in the incense burner and light incense again. Dad asked me to hold incense and kowtow to my grandparents. My dad asked me to make a wish, and I made three wishes. The first one is that I will work hard to improve my academic performance. The second is to ensure the health and safety of my parents. The third reason is that my brother is working smoothly and rising steadily. After kowtowing to my grandparents, I have to burn money for them, hoping that this money can help them live happily in another world. Looking at the raging fire and my grandmother's grave always reminds me of some of the things that happened to her when she was alive.
Grandma is kind. I remember once when I had a high fever, my grandmother heard about it and quickly got up to give me medicine. She didn't even wear her own clothes and even took my temperature. The next day, as soon as it was light, my grandmother got up and touched my head. She found that the high fever still persisted, so she hurriedly took me to the hospital. On the hospital bed, I was receiving intravenous fluids. My grandmother would occasionally touch my head and ask, 'Are you feeling better? Are you feeling better?' It wasn't until my illness healed that my grandmother felt relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief.
7.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇七
The annual Qingming Festival has arrived. On this day, the blue sky is as clear as water, with no clouds in the sky. My mother and I are making Qingtuan at home to give to my grandmother.Mom bought mugwort. First, pick the wormwood leaves and wash them, drain the water, then use the juicer to squeeze wormwood into juice, then filter out the small residue, finally take out the glutinous rice flour, scoop two bowls in a basin, gently pour the wormwood juice into it, use your hands to constantly stir it, and then vigorously knead it into a dough.
There are many fillings for making green balls, such as bean paste filling, bamboo shoot stir fried meat filling, and peanut filling... My mother makes peanut filling. She took out a little dough, made it into a small bowl shape, crushed the peanuts, added some sugar, scooped a spoonful into the green dough, and then kneaded the dough into round, smooth balls. A small green ball was made and then wrapped one by one until the dough was gone.
It's time to steam the green balls. Mom uses a steamer, and she puts a small piece of oil paper under each round green ball. The green balls with oil paper are less likely to stick to the steamer. By the way, you need to put water in the pot, cover the pot, steam for about 20 minutes, and the fragrant green balls will come out of the pot. I couldn't wait to pick up a green ball and start eating it. The hot green ball tasted soft and fluffy, like eating marshmallows. It melted in my mouth and had a hint of wormwood fragrance. I thought the green ball was very delicious, and I could eat several in one breath. The soft and fragrant taste is truly unforgettable.
I quickly took a green ball and handed it to my grandmother. She took a bite and said to me, "Hmm, it's really delicious! This is the green ball I've ever eaten!" I looked at my grandmother and thought to myself, "As long as my grandmother is happy, I'm happy.
8.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇八
In my personal eyes, all festivals in this world are joyful, but there is another festival that is sad, and that is Qingming Festival.In a few days, it's Qingming Festival. I'm not as excited as usual when it comes to festivals, but rather melancholic because it's my ancestor who loves me the most before we go to the grave. She left me everything delicious and delicious, but just last year, this merciless illness took her life. Since then, I haven't eaten her favorite grape because every time I eat it, I seem to see her carefully picking grapes for me to eat. Every time, I shed tears of sadness.
On Qingming Festival, my mom and dad and I brought paper money to our ancestors' graves. As soon as we arrived at the graves, I said, "Zuzu, we came to see you. How are you doing downstairs? We all miss you very much. I want to say to you, I'm sorry. When you were in the hospital at the last moment, you said you wanted to see me, but I was playing in the park and didn't even see you for the last time. From then on, I decided not to play too much in the future. Zuzu, do you know that I am now sensible and not a child that worries my parents anymore
At this moment, my mother walked into me, holding me in one hand and wiping away the tears in her eyes with the other hand, saying, "Grandma, look, Zhou Zhou is so sensible now. He is no longer the mischievous child he used to be. Grandma, you must bless him! Do you know? Zhou often mentioned you during these days when you were not here, saying that he was too playful to see you for the last time. He regretted it very much. Just a few nights ago, he mentioned you again, saying how much he wanted to throw himself into your arms again, listen to your stories, and sing
After Mom finished speaking, she lit incense, burned paper, and went to the grave. We walked home, but I felt that every step I took was so heavy
9.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇九
Today is April 4th, the annual Qingming Festival.Starting from this year, Qingming Festival has been officially established as a statutory holiday by the state. Starting from January 1, 2008, Qingming Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, and Mid Autumn Festival have been designated as statutory holidays. Qingming is a traditional festival that I celebrate, and it is also the most important sacrificial festival. It is a day for ancestor worship and tomb sweeping.
I also read a poem about the Qingming Festival: "During the Qingming Festival, the rain falls heavily, and pedestrians on the road are about to lose their souls. May I ask where the tavern is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village from afar." This poem describes the special atmosphere of the Qingming Festival.
Qingming Festival, also known as the Outing Festival, falls between April 4th and 6th every year according to the solar calendar. It is the season of spring when trees and trees bloom with greenery, and it is also the time for people to go on spring outings, so ancient people had the custom of going on a Qingming outing.
Today we didn't go tomb sweeping, but went hiking. In the afternoon, as soon as I finished my homework, my family of three set off. After a while, we arrived at our destination. Ah。 How beautiful! The lake water is clear to the bottom, the sky is deep and blue, and occasionally a few households live in the mountains with lush trees next to it. This is the magnificent and spectacular Guojundu Water Conservancy Hub Project. I asked my mother, "Why is it called 'Guojun Ferry'?" My mother replied, "In the late Eastern Han Dynasty over 1800 years ago, various warlords dominated. Zhang Fei led his army to fight against Liu Zhang on the banks of the Fu River in Suining and captured central Sichuan. Zhang Fei made great contributions to Liu Bei's' one of the three parts of the world '. Therefore, later generations called the site where Zhang Fei led his army to ferry across the Fu River' Guojun Ferry '.' Oh, so that's how it was! '
Walking in, there is a row of huge gates blocking the river water, forming a very large lake upstream. Now we have named it Guanyin Lake.
I had such a happy day!
10.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇十
At night, I had a dream. In my dream, my mother said she wanted to take me with her, and I cheered excitedly. I lay on the balcony and smiled at the sky. At this moment, a bright moon rose from the mountaintop, its curved crescent moon pure and white, reminding me of a sad thingMy grandfather lives in a simple house in Zhongping District, Taiping.
Qingming Festival is approaching, and my mother said she wanted to go to Taiping with the whole family to sweep graves, but she left me behind.
At night, I had a dream. In my dream, my mother said she wanted to take me with her, and I cheered excitedly. I lay on the balcony and smiled at the sky. At this moment, a bright moon rose from the mountaintop, its curved crescent moon pure and white, reminding me of a sad thing
According to my mother, when I was not born, my father-in-law's family was originally on Taipingshan Lake Island, which had beautiful scenery and was a good place to live. However, a flood occurred there not long ago, and my grandmother unfortunately died of illness. Therefore, the father-in-law's family moved to Zhongping.
The next day, early in the morning, we arrived at the cemetery in Taiping, where the sea of clouds was vast and the road was unclear. My brother is still smart, he found the words on the monument in a while by touching them. After a while, the fog dissipated, and we presented bundles of flowers full of various shapes and blessings. After paying our respects, we went down the mountain.
Suddenly, I woke up and it was already nine o'clock. I called out a few times before realizing that my mom and dad had really left me alone at home to sweep the grave with my family. I cried sadly. Upon careful consideration, although my parents did not take me to sweep the grave, I have already been there in my dreams. I believe my grandmother must know how much I miss her. I silently wish my departed loved ones a happy life in another world in my heart.
11.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇十一
Today is April 4th, the annual Qingming Festival.Starting from this year, Qingming Festival has been officially established as a statutory holiday by the state. Starting from January 1, 2008, Qingming Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, and Mid Autumn Festival have been designated as statutory holidays. Qingming is a traditional festival that I celebrate, and it is also the most important sacrificial festival. It is a day for ancestor worship and tomb sweeping.
I also read a poem about the Qingming Festival: "During the Qingming Festival, the rain falls heavily, and pedestrians on the road are about to lose their souls. May I ask where the tavern is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village from afar." This poem describes the special atmosphere of the Qingming Festival.
Qingming Festival, also known as the Outing Festival, falls between April 4th and 6th every year according to the solar calendar. It is the season of spring when trees and trees bloom with greenery, and it is also the time for people to go on spring outings, so ancient people had the custom of going on a Qingming outing.
Today we didn't go tomb sweeping, but went hiking. In the afternoon, as soon as I finished my homework, my family of three set off. After a while, we arrived at our destination. Ah。 How beautiful! The lake water is clear to the bottom, the sky is deep and blue, and occasionally a few households live in the mountains with lush trees next to it. This is the magnificent and spectacular Guojundu Water Conservancy Hub Project. I asked my mother, "Why is it called 'Guojun Ferry'?" My mother replied, "In the late Eastern Han Dynasty over 1800 years ago, various warlords dominated. Zhang Fei led his army to fight against Liu Zhang on the banks of the Fu River in Suining and captured central Sichuan. Zhang Fei made great contributions to Liu Bei's' one of the three parts of the world '. Therefore, later generations called the site where Zhang Fei led his army to ferry across the Fu River' Guojun Ferry '.' Oh, so that's how it was! '
Walking in, there is a row of huge gates blocking the river water, forming a very large lake upstream. Now we have named it Guanyin Lake.
I had such a happy day!
10.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇十
At night, I had a dream. In my dream, my mother said she wanted to take me with her, and I cheered excitedly. I lay on the balcony and smiled at the sky. At this moment, a bright moon rose from the mountaintop, its curved crescent moon pure and white, reminding me of a sad thingMy grandfather lives in a simple house in Zhongping District, Taiping.
Qingming Festival is approaching, and my mother said she wanted to go to Taiping with the whole family to sweep graves, but she left me behind.
At night, I had a dream. In my dream, my mother said she wanted to take me with her, and I cheered excitedly. I lay on the balcony and smiled at the sky. At this moment, a bright moon rose from the mountaintop, its curved crescent moon pure and white, reminding me of a sad thing
According to my mother, when I was not born, my father-in-law's family was originally on Taipingshan Lake Island, which had beautiful scenery and was a good place to live. However, a flood occurred there not long ago, and my grandmother unfortunately died of illness. Therefore, the father-in-law's family moved to Zhongping.
The next day, early in the morning, we arrived at the cemetery in Taiping, where the sea of clouds was vast and the road was unclear. My brother is still smart, he found the words on the monument in a while by touching them. After a while, the fog dissipated, and we presented bundles of flowers full of various shapes and blessings. After paying our respects, we went down the mountain.
Suddenly, I woke up and it was already nine o'clock. I called out a few times before realizing that my mom and dad had really left me alone at home to sweep the grave with my family. I cried sadly. Upon careful consideration, although my parents did not take me to sweep the grave, I have already been there in my dreams. I believe my grandmother must know how much I miss her. I silently wish my departed loved ones a happy life in another world in my heart.
11.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇十一
Qingming Festival is on vacation, and Kangkang's younger brother and I have made plans to go for an outing and park tour.At 10 o'clock this morning, a group of six of us arrived at Gongqing Forest Park in Yangpu. There were so many people! After finally finding a place to stop the car, my dad waited in line for more than ten minutes to buy the ticket.
Entering the park, we first arrived at the South Recreation Area, passing through a dense forest filled with purple flowers, where many people took photos as mementos.
We first went to the children's playground, played on the trampoline, swung on the swing, then played with Crazy Mouse and the electric slide, and even took a small train with my brother. Later, my dad and I caught many tadpoles in the stream and brought them home to raise in bottles.
After lunch, we arrived at the North Amusement Park. From the tour guide's map, we knew that there were many exciting amusement projects here. Before entering the park, we heard screams coming from inside. We quickly ran over to take a look and found out that it was a high-speed windmill rolling around with visitors! I really want to give it a try, but I'm not tall enough now, so I'll have to wait until I grow up.
We chose to brave the rapids, the wooden boat rushed down the high slope, and my dad's clothes were splashed with water. I lowered my head in time, only my forehead was a little wet.
Finally, I rode a real stallion, tall and brown Long hair hung around its neck, exuding a majestic aura. After quickly riding it for a lap, we found that it was sweating a bit.
The day's park tour is over, and we are all very happy.
12.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇十二
On Qingming Festival, I followed my second sister's family to dig wild vegetables in the fields next to Shajingzi Reservoir. Arriving there, a vast field unfolded before us, with green grass peeking out.My second sister and I picked up a small shovel and started searching for wild vegetables. But we don't know which wild vegetable can be eaten. Auntie told us to dig Qucai and Yanwei dishes. Qu Qu Cai is a red heart leaf that stands upright on the ground; Swallowtail vegetables are like a swallow's tail lying flat on the ground, with slender leaves. There's a piece of Qucai here! "I shouted. My second sister ran over and started digging with me. I always cut off the leaves at that time. My aunt told me to dig deeper and then shovel off the yellow roots, leaving only the white roots and leaves. I dug out a piece of Qucai, what a long white root! I put it in the bag, and my second sister also dug up one. Swallowtail vegetables are the most difficult to dig, as their roots are very deep. You need to insert a shovel into the soil and pry them out together. We dug more and more, and soon my second sister and I dug half a bag. My aunt said that these two dishes can be made into fillings at home, eaten as dumplings, or dipped in sauce, both of which have the functions of reducing heat and preventing colds. Upon hearing this, my second sister and I dug even harder.
As noon approached, we had already dug several bags and felt a bit tired, so my second sister and I took out snacks and sat by the field for a picnic. The warm sunshine of spring shines on us, and a gentle breeze blows by our side. My second sister and I are extremely happy. We not only harvested fresh wild vegetables, but also gained a happy mood.
13.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇十三
I remember every Qingming Festival, the atmosphere at home is always a bit heavy. When I was a child, I didn't know why, but now that I have grown up, I gradually understand that Qingming Festival is a day for living people to express their grief to the dead. My mother said that she used to have an older sister and younger brother who died of illness when she was in her teens, which had a great impact on her grandparents. No wonder they always shed tears at the photos on the days when their loved ones reunite.This year, Mom and Dad have agreed that on Qingming Festival, our family will accompany our grandparents on a spring outing, and we can no longer let them immerse themselves in pain. We should also celebrate Qingming Festival happily.
Early in the morning, the spring is beautiful, the sun is smiling, and cute birds are singing on the branches. Our family set off in the warm spring breeze. Along the way, I sang and danced, making my grandparents happy.
Wow, the park is so lively! huge crowds of people. The blue sky was obscured by a variety of kites, and against the backdrop of white clouds, it appeared particularly beautiful. The peach trees by the roadside were covered with pink peach blossoms. As soon as the wind blew, the peach blossoms fell down like fairies. Looking at this pleasant scenery, my grandparents' mood improved. They helped me take out a kite and joined the kite flying team. We ran hard, and the kite finally flew up into the sky, soaring higher and higher, like a happy little bird soaring freely. Looking at the kite, we all laughed.
14.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇十四
The day before Tomb Sweeping Day, my mother and I decided to go back to our hometown to visit my grandpa. Because my grandpa was ill, he wanted to see me very much. My mother said, 'Let Grandpa's last wish come true soon!' So we boarded the bus to our hometown early in the morning.Along the way, I was not only happy, but also sad. I was happy because it was my first time to visit my grandpa in go home after I came to Zhoushan. I saw how the rape flowers on the roadside looked like golden blankets! The scenery outside the car window is extremely charming. A wave of spring breeze is blowing on my face. The big trees quickly bid me farewell. I am saddened to hear the news of my grandfather's illness. Why do elderly people get sick? How painful it is to be sick, how great it would be if I didn't get sick. Unconsciously, we arrived at Lujiang County.
The next day, I arrived at my grandfather's house and saw him standing there with a pale face and thin muscles, swaying unsteadily. My grandfather saw me and held on as if he wasn't sick. I think he's really strong. When we saw my grandfather, we rushed forward and held him tightly. I kissed him deeply on the face. At this moment, my grandfather was full of energy. My grandfather and I soon started chatting and laughing. When my grandfather asked me questions, I answered them one by one. I am also very happy to see my grandfather smiling.
On the day we parted ways, my grandfather and I were reluctant to part ways. I sincerely wish my grandfather continued health and longevity day by day!
15.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇十五
Listening to the rain on the eve of Qingming Festival, it seems to have changed its flavor. The small rain before now sounds fierce and urgent. Like a person with a good temper, suddenly becoming full of fiery smell, recalling the Qingming rain two years ago, how can one not miss it? Why is it so rough now?The sound of rain was once beautifully described as a heartbeat, but now this healthy heartbeat has turned into the wild and disorderly bouncing of heart patients. The sound of rain was once depicted as heavenly in a lyrical way Tears, now they are devoid of beauty, like a group of cursing shrew's foaming at the mouth
The sound of rain, the spirit of the earth, has gone bad like this. In this narrow space where even lightning has become thin and small, people's visual enjoyment has been deprived, and their auditory enjoyment has also been mercilessly deprived.
In fact, rain is a grievance. When it comes from the sky, it is originally pure and primitive, always rustling, rustling, or pitter like, silently silent. When the gentle rain silently seeps into the lush green grass, it is like a well behaved girl expressing her innocent childlike innocence with moonlight. When heavy rain falls on the mountains, the majestic voice is like that of a heroine.
In the sound of rain on the eve of Qingming Festival, I seem to have realized something: facing the sound of rain, the gentle rain has long been the past, and we should work hard not to let the rough rain return to the next Qingming Festival.
