1.有关清明节的英语作文 篇一
Crackling!... "Waves of firecrackers rang out, and in the blink of an eye, it was the annual Qingming Festival. Everyone coincidentally came to the mountain to sweep graves.Today, my mother, brother's family, grandfather, and mother-in-law went hiking to sweep graves together, and everyone laughed and laughed along the way. Suddenly, we heard an old lady who was going to the grave warning everyone like a propaganda firefighter: "After going to the grave, be sure to wait for the fire to go out before leaving. The mountain across the street was on fire yesterday." We went to the grave of our grandmother, lit a few incense sticks, inserted them neatly in front of the grave, and then tore open the paper money and lit it. The burnt paper money turns into pieces of white ash, drifting towards the distance with the wind, until the paper money is burned and the fire is extinguished. Our group slowly left.
On the way down the mountain, we were chatting and laughing while picking artemisia. Suddenly, the sound of "crackling!" came from the forest near the rapeseed flower field not far away. Looking towards the mountainside, wisps of green smoke shot straight into the sky. Then I heard a shout of 'Fire, go put out the fire!'. After a while, the green smoke subsided and we also retreated towards the foot of the mountain. What a thrilling scene. Along with the excitement, we also picked half a pocket of artemisia. We are almost at the foot of the mountain, and not far away there is a magnificent bonfire burning up, all three poles on fire. The gradually raging fire engulfed even Xiaozhu, and we couldn't control it, so we had to evacuate quickly. And some people near the fire, unwilling to accept advice, continued to roar and rush towards the scene of the fire. The wind also started to blow, and the fire followed suit in all directions. We are hoping for the arrival of the fire brigade while evacuating. At night, I ate steaming hot artemisia cake, although I was a little happy, I was still praying for the fire. I hope everyone remembers safety and fire prevention while going to the grave during Qingming Festival.
2.有关清明节的英语作文 篇二
Qingming Festival is a day for the Chinese nation to worship ancestors, sweep tombs, and pay tribute to their ancestors. Before and after the Qingming Festival, many people used different mourning methods to pay tribute to the martyrs and spirits, expressing their grief.On this day, our whole family would go together to the mountains of Tengchong to sweep graves and learn knowledge that cannot be learned in the city.
This year, after more than three hours of trekking, we arrived at the foot of the Tomb Mountain in Tengchong. I forgot about motion sickness and fatigue, and regardless of the situation, I lifted a box of "Golden Treasure" and charged up the mountain. The towering mountains stood in front of me, with an altitude of over two thousand meters. I was already panting before halfway through. After resting for a while, I continued to climb up. After about twenty minutes, everyone arrived at the top of the cemetery. I looked down the mountain for a while, ah! Nature is so beautiful! The fields and forests under the cemetery are connected, surrounded by mountains, like a green ocean. I curiously asked my grandfather what place it was, and he said, "Those are Longling, Mangshi, and Lianghe respectively! We have arrived at the border of three counties and cities It's a place. My uncles were very busy, starting fires, boiling water, repairing and sweeping graves. Soon, the slaughter of sheep and chickens began, but unfortunately I was still very young and couldn't help them. I was watching my uncles kill sheep on the side and saw them put the sheep's intestines in a bag. Curiously, I asked, "What is this? What does it do?" "This is called bitter intestines, used to make bitter food." "Oh, so bitter food is made from sheep's bitter intestines
After a while, I found a stone bamboo and picked another leaf. I inserted the leaf into the hole of the stone bamboo as a bamboo flute. My cousin chased after me and demanded to shoot my "bamboo flute". We ran and ran, and by the time Mom called us to eat, we were already sweating profusely.
On this day, although I sweated a lot, I was very happy, very happy. I also saw the beauty of nature and saw things that cannot be seen in the city. How happy I would be to have such a day every year to participate in the future!
3.有关清明节的英语作文 篇三
Before Qingming Festival, the teacher assigned us an essay about Qingming Festival. At this time, I was in a difficult situation and didn't know what to write. When I went to sweep the tomb and it was raining, I asked my mother. My mother said, "If we don't wait for a while, I'll go to the hair salon with you to wash our hair. You can observe what others are like and write it down. It's also about Qingming Festival." I had a sudden idea, and by the way, it's okay. This is also about Qingming Festival.In no time, my mother and I set off. Along the way, I was excited and curious because it was my first time in 10 years to wash my hair at a hair salon, which made me excited. Soon, I arrived at the salon, and the barber there was very enthusiastic. The first thing he said to me was, "Little beauty, sit down." I felt very shy and quickly started washing my hair. The barber first put a blue towel on me, then poured out shampoo from the bottle, touched my head, and turned one hand around my head. Then he put a little bit of water from a small kettle on my head, and started spinning again. That feeling was really good. Relieving itching and feeling comfortable, it's really a win-win situation. Gradually, the bubbles on my head grew more and more, like a big snowball. After a while, my hair merged together, and the snowball grew bigger and bigger, Just like Grandpa Christmas's snow hat, it's hilarious. Soon the barber brought me to the place where I had my hair done. I slept on the sofa first, and then the barber started to do it. He adjusted the water temperature first, and then started to do it. When he did it, he always asked me to keep my neck up. The barber washed it very comfortably. After finishing it, the barber wrapped my hair in a towel. After I was done, the barber took off the towel and started blowing my hair again. It was soon done. Finally, the barber combed my hair and told me how to comb it. After combing it, I looked in the mirror and saw that my hair was like a lotus flower, with the inside resembling the center of a flower and the outside resembling petals. It was extremely beautiful, and I thought the barber was too serious.
Although I didn't have a tomb sweeping during this Qingming Festival, I enjoyed the feeling of washing my hair at a hair salon for the first time in ten years. This Qingming Festival is the most special one I have ever had.
4.有关清明节的英语作文 篇四
During the Qingming Festival, pedestrians on the road are about to lose their souls. This year's Qingming Festival is no longer filled with wet raindrops like before. The rain has stopped for two days, and the air is fresh, making it a good day for hiking.At nine o'clock in the morning, with a ray of sunshine in the sky, my family of three set off with a good mood and embarked on the road of hiking and tomb sweeping.
Jishan is the location of the tombs of my ancestors. My grandmother and some other family members will go there to sweep the tombs together.
We are almost at Jishan, and from a distance, I saw my grandmother waiting for our family at the intersection. I couldn't help but wave to her, even if it was a greeting gift. After getting off the car, I walked up the mountain with my grandmother. The soil on the ground was still very soft, and the feeling of walking was very good; The surrounding ponds are turning green and polluted because there seems to be some kind of factory around; The air is not very fresh either, and the factory emits exhaust gas that rushes straight into the nose. Finally, I walked out of the small hill where the factory was located, and across it, I arrived at a very beautiful field filled with rapeseed flowers and a strong spring atmosphere. As I walked, I unconsciously arrived at Jishan, perhaps because I was captivated by the beauty of the flowers. The sound of firecrackers on the mountain is deafening because there are many graves of this generation. This is. My sixth uncle came here to offer sacrifices to our ancestors. He took out paper money and burned straw paper there. After burning the paper money, it felt like I had been cooked and burned by it Smoked by fire. I'm about to set off firecrackers, so I quickly ran to the side to avoid the sound. Am I afraid. After worshiping several ancestors in this way, he went to someone else's house for dinner.
After finishing lunch, I played for a while and then went home. In short, I was very tired all day today. As soon as I got home, I sat on the sofa like a soft snake and rested for a while.
The Qingming Festival is so "soul wrenching" that countless people go to worship their ancestors with a nostalgic feeling, wishing them to bless themselves: peace and safety, with strong sacrificial significance.
5.有关清明节的英语作文 篇五
As the saying goes, 'There are different winds ten miles away, and different customs a hundred miles away.' Now, let me introduce to you the Qingming Festival in our hometown.On Qingming Festival, every household is required to pay respects to their ancestors. Adults first buy yellow paper and put different denominations of Chinese yuan on it, patting it one by one. They need to fill up the yellow paper before it becomes paper money. We put yellow paper in the basket, and then put some meat, vegetables, wine, fruits... On the way to the cemetery, I remembered an ancient poem: "During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily. Pedestrians on the road want to lose their souls." Even the heavens are sad that we cannot be together with our loved ones. When we arrived at the cemetery, we pulled out the withered grass, added some new soil on top of the old soil, and finally arranged the prepared offerings, burning incense, pouring wine, and kowtowing. Sometimes adults would kowtow while saying something
In addition to ancestor worship, people also go hiking. There is a saying that goes: "Qingming ice melts away the green grass on the shore, go for an outing on March 3-5." This is a good season for hiking! The flowers are blooming in the suburbs, the grass is sprouting, I can smell the fragrance of the flowers, and hear the chirping of birds.
The Qingming Festival in my hometown also has the custom of inserting willow branches. Inserting willow branches at the door can ward off evil spirits and also serve as a weather forecast. As the saying goes, "Willow branches are green and covered in rain; willow branches are dry and clear in the sky." Willow branches have strong vitality. As the ancient saying goes, "If you plant flowers with your heart, they will not bloom; if you do not plant willows with your heart, they will become shade." Willow branches can also be woven into flower garlands to wear on your head, which can ward off evil spirits and insects. As the saying goes, "If you don't wear willows on Qingming Festival, you will turn into a yellow dog after death
Children come back early from school and are busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites. On Qingming Festival, we will fly kites. Elders say that flying kites can release bad luck, evil energy, diseases, and bring us good luck.
Our Qingming Festival is celebrated like this. How did you celebrate it?
6.有关清明节的英语作文 篇六
Today is Qingming Festival. Early in the morning, my parents and other relatives and friends took me up the mountain to worship our ancestors after breakfast.We arrived at the foot of the mountain and were about to start climbing. During the journey, the road was particularly slippery and I slipped several times. In addition, there are many mountains that are much higher than the ground below, requiring one person to climb up first and then pull another person up. Sometimes the person below is too heavy and may even pull the person above down! There are usually many large pits in the grass next to the small path up the mountain. My mother told me that these pits were dug up by our ancestors who were searching for treasures after the founding of New China, and most of them were buried with treasures.
We arrived at the first ancestral tomb, and underneath it was a grandmother. I remember when I was five years old, I was lighting incense for her grave and slid down from above. As a result, I helped the area where the inscri.ption was in front of the grave, and something fell off from above. Mom said, "That's the hat that my mother-in-law wears in heaven. Now that you've damaged it, we have to buy a new one for her
Hongyu! "My cousin was calling out to me." What are you thinking? Let's go put incense on my mother-in-law! "I returned to the real world from my memories. This time, I carefully put incense on my mother-in-law, and the smoke from the incense made my eyes dazzled. I sneezed several times in a row, which felt particularly uncomfortable and my nose was sore.
We have arrived at the last ancestral tomb. Looking down from this place, I can see half of Xujia Village. I asked my mother, "Why is my father-in-law buried here?" My mother replied, "This place was chosen by my father-in-law himself. He said he can see his descendants living happily here
We went down the mountain after paying our respects to our ancestors.
7.有关清明节的英语作文 篇七
During the Qingming Festival, the rain falls heavily, and pedestrians on the road are about to lose their souls. When asked where the tavern is, the shepherd boy pointed out from afar, "As Xinghua Village talks, the Qingming Festival quietly comes to me, and our family can go on an annual spring outing.A gentle breeze brushes my face, and the warm sunshine shines brightly. Look, the peach blossoms next to me are blooming, with petals flying all over the sky, sometimes high and sometimes low. Their bodies are so light that I can easily flip them over for about twenty somersaults with just a gentle blow. No matter where those peach blossoms fly, it must be a beautiful place. Look, small grasses rush out of the ground, small flowers compete for beauty, small trees pull out tender leaves, white clouds leisurely stroll, clusters of rapeseed flowers are beautiful and golden, and wheat fields are endless. Ha, swallows traveling to the south are flying back in groups, and birds are flying in the sky. Fly freely and sing to your heart's content That looks like a horse, this looks like a person. I looked in the direction of my younger brother's finger, and oh, it turned out to be a white cloud. Not to mention that white cloud, it really looks like a horse galloping in the vast sky. Everything is beautiful in this spring. Nature is so magical, it gives the earth a carpet of spring and allows us to play carefree games. Spring is beautiful and happy, and spring is magical. Unconsciously, in the afternoon, the white cloud grew bigger, just like pressing on my head. The sun became even redder, staining half of the sky red. After a while, my mother called us home, and a red sun hung in the sky, slowly falling towards the west. The white clouds were no longer white, and they turned into red clouds, swirling around the sun like a vortex.
The plan for a year lies in spring. In this season of birds singing and flowers blooming, we should study hard and strive for progress every day.
8.有关清明节的英语作文 篇八
Last year, we went to our hometown for the Qingming Festival.It was a Friday. We hurried back to our hometown as soon as school was over. I was extremely busy when I went back that day. Every family member rushed to make ancestral food, with a wide variety of dishes including meat, vegetables, seafood, and our hometown's favorite food, millet! Cook all afternoon! We will have dinner at night and go to bed early to welcome the arrival of Qingming Festival!
On Qingming Festival, we got up early to buy and worship our ancestors Things, such as money burned to ancestors, clothes, watches, etc., sold out and bought ribbons, and finally bought firecrackers!
We put the food in the basket, put the things to be burned in the bag, put the firecrackers, food, burnt and ribbon things into the car, and then go to worship our ancestors.
To worship ancestors, we must first climb up the mountain. Cars cannot go up, so we have to climb up. When we go to pay respects to our ancestors, we first burn the things given to them, then add vegetables and wine, and use ribbons to surround their graves. Next, we shoot firecrackers. But the most important thing is to remove the weeds first, and then use red ink to paint those words.
The thing that particularly impressed me was going to worship my other ancestor. This ancestor is buried on another mountain. As we walk towards that side, there is no bridge between the two mountains, and there is water below. We can only walk up a water pipe. The water pipe is quite large, like a bridge, but it is very unsafe as it could accidentally fall into the water. We carefully crossed the 'bridge' and walked for about twenty minutes before reaching our ancestors' graves. When we get there, we first need to weed and some miscellaneous trees, then burn the things given to our ancestors, put vegetables and wine in them, use red ink to paint the words engraved on the tomb, use ribbons to surround the ancestors' tomb, and finally put firecrackers. We don't take the food back, but leave it there.
Qingming Festival is a commemorative holiday, but in Haifeng it is not just a commemorative holiday, but a grand family gathering!
9.有关清明节的英语作文 篇九
The light rain on Tianjie is as smooth as a pastry, and the grass color looks close but nowhere near. It is the most beneficial spring season, surpassing the abundance of smoke and willows in the imperial capital. "Another spring has arrived early, and the dense and slanting raindrops have dyed the north and south of the country green.In April, the sky is overcast and rainy. Taking advantage of the clear sky for a while, three generations of ancestors and grandchildren brought offerings to the cemetery to pay their respects to their ancestors who were sleeping here.
There were many people coming, holding candles and flowers, very quiet. Perhaps it's because I'm afraid of disturbing my ancestors! Rows of neatly arranged tombstones stand at the top of the mountain. As a gust of wind blows, the trees sway and the grass moves. Only the tombstone engraved with Kaoni stands still in the wind and rain.
That white rose looked particularly dazzling in the wind. I don't know whose tomb it was or how long she had been here, but the fresh rose was comforting and someone remembered her. Some people say that the greatest love is to still love you even when you're old. I think it's even more shocking to still love you even after death.
Someone was crying in front of the tomb, and I couldn't hear those fragments of words, nor could I understand them, because I had never experienced such a life and death separation. However, I have heard a saying: the most tragic thing is the person left behind by time, who is left behind to recall everything between two people. Perhaps this is already a way to comfort the spirits of heaven! On the emaciated grave, I see it like an old friend. In the eternal confusion, this object is the most hurtful. "The tomb of Taigong is in the middle row, and there is no photo on the screen. I have never seen him, and the feeling of mourning is only faint. My grandfather said that Taigong passed away very early, at the age of only forty, with stomach cancer. At that time, the medical level was poor, and the family's savings were not much, so it didn't take long. Life is as beautiful and fleeting as fireworks.
After burning some paper money, setting off some firecrackers, burning incense and kneeling down, the intention came. Tears are more precious than paper money, as little water spills and no one is seen. "A group of people came up, and another went down. Perhaps this is the so-called cycle of birth, aging, sickness, and death. In this cold and gloomy pastoral flute, one cannot help but feel a hint of sadness, perhaps only when things change, everything will come to an end.
The Heavenly Lord is ruthless and merciless, showing no mercy towards filial piety in the world. In order to earn a small amount of tears, he endured the Qingming rain. Just as he was about to descend the mountain, the heavens began to cry again. Before the rain, he first saw the stamens between the flowers, but after the rain, there were no leaves or flowers at the bottom.
During the Qingming Festival, willows lean against each other, following the ancient custom of "folding willows to bid farewell". I have no willows to break, I can only say to my friends: walk well all the way.
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way. Leave behind those flower baskets, plates of offerings, columns of incense, lines of prayer, and the white rose that shines brightly in the wind.
10.有关清明节的英语作文 篇十
On the day before the Tomb Sweeping Day, my father picked me up at school and went back to my hometown for the Tomb Sweeping Day. My family happily drove back to go home.Early in the morning, we went to Aunt's house, which was a small shop. We bought paper money and Chinese yuan for Qingming Festival at her house, as if it were real. The string of money is round like small cards. We also bought a lot of firecrackers, and after we finished shopping, we went to have lunch.
After lunch, we returned to the village. Father opened the paper money one by one, while grandma and aunt used baskets to shake open all the skewers and put them in bamboo baskets. I ran over and took a look, there were so many!
We put on our boots and walked cautiously on the field ridge. The field ridge in the countryside was very small, and every time we walked on it, it swayed like a duck dancing. We finally arrived at the grave.
Father took out something like a ribbon and hung it on the grave. He stacked various paper money together like a small mountain. My younger brother lit the fire, and the smoke slowly rose up. We watched as the paper money was almost burned out. We made three loud noises, and Auntie said, 'As long as you make a wish in your heart, it will definitely come true.' I silently made a wish in my heart to study hard and become smarter.
Then the father hung firecrackers on the branches of the tree, lit them, and burst with lightning. The colorful fireworks scattered in the air like fairies dancing in the sky. We arrived at another mountain, in front of the tomb we had come to. It was drizzling in the sky, and my father asked me to quickly grab something like a ribbon and hang it on top.
Father lit up the piles of paper money, and we hurriedly finished them. Still banging my head three times, I silently made a wish in my heart that this time I want to become more and more beautiful. Then I watched my younger brother silently muttering, probably hoping to make progress in my studies!
Father walked over and said, "Qingming Festival is a traditional festival for our younger generations to commemorate our ancestors, a virtue of the Chinese nation
I have been busy all day, both happy and tired. We finished Qingming Festival amidst the sound of firecrackers.
11.有关清明节的英语作文 篇十一
The annual Qingming Festival has arrived.Qingming Festival is a traditional Chinese holiday where every household worships their ancestors to express their longing, and it is no exception in my hometown.
In the morning, my grandfather carried a hoe, my grandmother carried a load of colorful paper scraps, my father held an axe, my mother held two beautiful flowers, and I also carried a bag of shiny and shiny paper scraps and walked up the mountain.
Along the way, the sun shone warmly on me. I suddenly thought of a poem in my memory: 'During the Qingming Festival, rain falls one after another.' But today, the sun is shining brightly. So, curiously, I asked my mother, "Why didn't it rain today?" My mother kindly replied, "Perhaps the Sun God loves us very much and is afraid that we will be drenched in the rain when we sweep the grave." I suddenly realized and nodded vigorously.
We first arrived at the ancestral tomb and saw weeds growing all around it. Grandpa put down the hoe he was carrying on his shoulder, rubbed his palms, and began waving the hoe vigorously to remove weeds. Grandma also refused to give up and picked up the hoe to help Grandpa remove weeds. My father swung an axe and chopped down the small tree growing on the edge of the cemetery. My mother and I couldn't sit still, rolled up our sleeves, and pulled out the draft with force.
Then, my mother and I inserted pieces of paper around the tomb one by one. At this moment, a gust of wind blew and several pieces of paper flew up. My mother picked up many small stones and asked me to help her use them to press the pieces of paper on top. I also scattered shredded paper over the tomb, and the pieces of paper fluttered down like snow, which looked very beautiful. In no time, the tomb was dressed up by us, like putting on a beautiful floral dress, very beautiful! Finally, the father lit the firecrackers and threw them far away, and the sound of "crackling" firecrackers echoed in the mountains
On the way home, occasional bursts of firecrackers could be heard not far away. Peanuts on the field are also breaking through the soil, eagerly poking their heads out, as if they are also coming to join in the fun! A wave of spring breeze blows, and the grass dances happily in the wind! Although I accidentally cut my finger while pulling grass while going up the mountain to sweep graves today, it was the happiest day for me. Because I grew up, I accompanied my father and mother to worship our ancestors.
12.有关清明节的英语作文 篇十二
During the Qingming Festival, rain falls heavily, and pedestrians on the road are about to lose their souls. As a traditional festival in China, the customs of Qingming Festival include baoqingtuan and tomb sweeping.The day before Qingming Festival, after school, I returned home and saw my mother and father busy with various things. They were originally in the Bao Qingtuan, so I quickly joined their team.
I first take out the dough, cut it into small pieces, take out a small piece of dough, knead it into a small bowl shape, seal its mouth like sewing clothes, then put in leaves, and a green ball is done. We put the green balls one by one into the steamer. After ten minutes, the steamed green balls will be ready. The fragrant green balls make my mouth water with desire.
On Qingming Day, our whole family gathered together. We need to drive to our destination, the scenery on the road is really beautiful. Rapeseed flowers are yellow in color. The bamboo shoots sprouted small heads, big and small. There were many azaleas on the mountain, red and red, as if all over the mountains and fields were shrouded in clouds. We carry flowers and paper money. Fruit, wine, and green cakes are about to depart.
After arriving at our destination, we started hiking. Along the way, my shoes were covered in dirt and dirty. We will climb halfway up the mountain in a moment, and we are almost there. But the grass has covered the road. Without hesitation, Dad picked up the sickle and cut the grass down. The road can be seen again, and we will soon be at the grave. Mom put things on a plate and placed the plate on the table in front of the tomb. The table was immediately filled with plates. I helped my dad arrange the flowers and put in the candles. What about dad? He lit the candle I inserted, burned the paper money, and then poured the wine. Finally, we knelt before the tomb one by one, hoping that our ancestors would also have a better life in heaven. We left with nostalgia for our ancestors.
Another year is Qingming Festival, which will not fade away with time. The significance and cultural connotations it carries will be passed down from generation to generation.
13.有关清明节的英语作文 篇十三
During the Qingming Festival, rain falls heavily and pedestrians on the road are about to lose their souls. Today is April 4th, a traditional festival in China. We should go home and sweep the graves of our ancestors. But now, I am in Fujian, which is over a thousand kilometers away from my hometown! There's no way to go back and sweep the grave.In the morning, the sunshine is bright and shining into my room through the window. I rubbed my eyes and washed up vaguely. Then take a look at the watch, oh! Today is Qingming Festival, I will go to sweep the tomb later. Hurriedly running to ask my mother, "Mom, Mom, when are you going to sweep the grave?" My mother smiled and said, "Are you stupid? We're in Fujian, how could we possibly go sweep the grave?" I replied, "Yes, we can't go back to sweep the grave." After saying that, my mother asked me to go to the supermarket to buy some things. I went out to take a look and was shocked, thinking I had read it wrong. There's not a single person on the street! Probably all went back to sweep the grave.
I immediately felt ashamed, ashamed that I couldn't go back to sweep my grandfather's grave. I remember every year at this time in my hometown, I would go up the mountain with some neighbors to help sweep the graves of my ancestors. That was so happy and joyful. We set off fireworks, burn incense, burn paper money, etc. together on the mountain, and then after setting off the firecrackers, we kneel down to worship. We will secretly light a stick of incense at the back, pick up a set of firecrackers, and then light them before throwing them into a grassy area. In no time, some fireworks will run out from the whip cannon and light up the surrounding wild grass. I would shout, 'Fire! Fire! Come and put out the fire!!!' They heard me and went to the tree branch as if they had committed a crime to start the fire. Finally, with great effort and determination, the fire was extinguished. Then I had a series of explosions and explosions, until they were so exhausted that I stopped.
But now, I'm outside and can't go back to sweep the grave with them. But that's also good, they can reduce a lot of trouble this time.
Arriving at the store, finished shopping. I am still fantasizing about where I will be during next year's Qingming Festival? Maybe he's still outside, maybe he's back in his hometown and helping his grandfather sweep the grave.
14.有关清明节的英语作文 篇十四
The Qingming Festival has arrived, and the bright sunshine seems to have retreated behind the thick clouds with interest. Peach blossoms and pear blossoms didn't bloom as brightly. They all lowered their heads, grass bent down, and even the heavens shed tears.During the Qingming Festival, rain falls heavily and pedestrians on the road are about to lose their souls. My family and I also embarked on a journey to sweep my grandfather's grave on this drizzling day. We took the pre prepared sugar, wine, candles, paper money... and set off by car. The car was bumpy on the winding mountain road, and everyone silently watched the dim spring scenery outside the car window along the way. Have you all remembered my kind grandfather again?
It's a pity that I haven't seen my grandfather much since I was young, and I don't have much impression of him in my mind. Because when my grandfather passed away, I was still too young and ignorant. However, my mother often tells me about my grandfather: in front of him was an accountant in a factory. Because my grandfather was enthusiastic, principled, down-to-earth, and serious in his work, he was very recognized and welcomed by everyone. My grandfather is also a very hardworking person. In the past, his living conditions were not good, but he still became both a father and a mother, suffering and exhausting himself. He had to rely on himself to raise his mother, uncle, and four siblings. Every time I recall the little things about my grandfather, my mother always has red eyes and says to me earnestly, "Ruirui, my grandfather's wish is for his children and descendants to be honest and kind people." My mother's words have been deeply imprinted in my mind ever since.
Finally arriving at my grandfather's grave, we followed the usual practice of first clearing the small open space in front of the tombstone, and then removing the weeds around the curtain. After cleaning up, we began to neatly place the fruits, candies, and incense candles used for worship in front of the tombstone. Mom carefully lit the candles, Auntie greeted a group of children to kowtow and worship Grandpa one by one, while Uncle lit firecrackers on the side. The firecrackers crackled, and I silently lifted my head to look at the gloomy sky: Can my grandfather, who is far away in heaven, hear the crisp sound of firecrackers that carry the deep thoughts of our whole family? Looking at the red flames of paper money burning in front of me, I think my grandfather must be silently watching us somewhere.
Our tomb sweeping trip came to a hasty end, but in this rush, I felt the strong family affection!
15.有关清明节的英语作文 篇十五
During the Qingming Festival, rain falls one after another, and pedestrians on the road are about to lose their souls. Every time I hear this poem, I am filled with boundless sadness. In the blink of an eye, Qingming Festival has arrived.So, the school sent fourth grade students to visit the Monument to the People's Heroes and pay tribute to the heroes and martyrs. When we got home, we started making Little White Flowers ourselves. The next day, we set off. The classmates held white flowers in both hands and remained silent. On the road, classmates walked silently with their heads down. Arriving at the monument, looking at the towering monument, the students appeared even more solemn and serious. The moment of three minutes of silence has arrived. A mournful song echoed around me, as if I had seen the soldiers fighting selflessly and their loved ones heartbroken to know that they had died in the sea of guns. My nose twitched and tears rolled uncontrollably in my eyes. Qingming Festival not only carries a sense of nostalgia for the departed, but also represents a thriving vitality for all things. Flowers fly everywhere in the city of spring, and the cold winds sway the willows. The Qingming Festival is the time for all things to revive. Flowers are in full bloom, and there is a breath of new life everywhere. Teacher Zhu took us to the riverbank. The peach blossoms by the river are so delicate, with a red and tender pink color. I really want to pick one, but it's so delicate. As soon as I touch it, the petals fall down. Look, there are weeping willows over there! "I don't know who called out, and our eyes were all drawn to it. The graceful and tender branches and green leaves of weeping willows can truly be described as "a tall tree adorned with jade, with thousands of green threads hanging down." The strands of new green make the earth refreshed and full of vitality. In the distance, the farmer uncle is busy The figure reappeared in the field. Yeah! The plan for a year lies in spring. Dotting new greenery, blossoming red flowers, birds chirping and fragrant flowers, spring plowing and sowing, laughter and joy. What a beautiful spring painting, what a strong spring atmosphere, what a new beginning.
Time has passed unconsciously, and Qingming Festival has quietly passed. However, the flavors in these two bottles are still lingering in my heart and fluttering in my mind.
