Urgent Qingming Festival 600 words!! Be original! Before five o clock!!! Help, 30

It's another year of green grass", with the footsteps of the Spring Girl, the Qingming Festival will soon arrive. On Friday, I followed my parents to my hometown, Qintong, to visit the grave.

Qintong is located in the Xiahe area of northern Jiangsu, known as the "Pearl of Jiangsu", where there are not only the world's rare animals "four different elephants" - elk, but also the world-famous "Qintong Boat Festival". I heard the seventh grandmother who lives in her hometown say that it is lively here during the Boat Festival! In one day's time, it will be the "Boat Festival", and I want to see the spectacular scene of dragon boat racing in my hometown, but my mother said that I can't go home that day, and I feel very sorry.

The whole family went to visit the grave of my wife, and on the way, I saw their expressions of great grief, and I couldn't help but think of my wife's love for me before her death, and the kind face of her old man appeared in front of me, and recalled the scene when my wife helped knit the sweater, and at this time, my nose was sore, and tears "slipped out". I remember the Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu said: "During the Qingming Dynasty, it rains a lot, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls", although it is not raining today, the sun shines on me, but I don't feel a little warmth.

My wife's grave was at the end of the village, and as soon as we got there, my grandfather placed apples, rice balls, and other offerings in front of my wife's grave, and then lit the yellow paper we had bought, and we all stood respectfully in front of the grave, and my grandfather asked us to bow one by one. When it was my turn, my grandfather asked me to bow and ask my wife to bless me with peace and to be admitted to university. I think my wife, who is sleeping here, will be able to hear me.

By the time the grave sweeping ceremony was over, the sun was already setting in the west. Everyone walked back one after another, probably because they were in a much lighter mood, their expressions were no longer serious, but they were talking and laughing with each other, and I also looked up to enjoy the surrounding scenery, the wheat seedlings in the fields were green. The rape flowers are golden, a big river stretches out from us into the distance, the river water is crystal clear, from time to time there are a few small boats sailing by, the people on the boat, holding the penny, but also stretched out their hands to greet me!

The tender willow branches fluttered in the wind, and my aunt casually folded a wicker into a hat and put it on my head, and I suddenly became a clever little Red Army.

Tomb sweeping is a traditional custom in our country, which expresses our nostalgia for our ancestors, and is also an excellent opportunity for family reunion and spring appreciation.

You just wrote what you were doing in Qingming! If you want to be original, you should think for yourself! After all, your own is the most real!

During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls ......"Qingming Festival is a traditional festival in my country, and it is also a festival to worship our ancestors. Naturally, on April 4, they had to go up the mountain to incense and burn paper money for their deceased relatives. I'm not one of them.

In the morning, when it rained, I followed my aunt and them to see my grandfather, who "lived" across the Youshui River. When I got to the bottom of the slope, I was filled with grief, and my heart suddenly lost any distractions and joy. We walked up step by step, lightly, for fear of waking up the sleeping old man.

When I arrived at my grandfather's "door", I really wanted to call my grandfather affectionately, but I couldn't open my mouth, so I had to call my grandfather silently. We first served a meal to my grandfather, poured three glasses of wine, some fruit, and lit a pair of candles. (Just like in your own home, not polite at all).

Then I gave my grandfather origami money so that he could live happily in another world, instead of writing manuscripts all day long. My aunt burned the paper money and muttered: "Well, yes, your grandfather has worked hard all his life, and he has gained so much money this year, so he must go to play cards."

I felt in my heart that my aunt was telling such a cold joke, how could my grandfather play cards like my sister-in-law when he was rich! Grandpa would have gone to buy books, write materials, and live in his literary world. Soon.

When the paper money ran out, I lit incense, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to my grandfather three times, thinking nothing in my heart at that time, only thinking about my grandfather. After a while, Dad lit the firecrackers, which meant that it was time for us to go, but I was reluctant to give up on my grandfather, and I really wanted to stay with him.

Grandpa, you're not leaving, you're in my heart, in a place where I can't see you, right? If you're far away, be sure to take our family with you.

Ah, the Qingming Festival is put for 3 days, ah, the Qingming Festival goes to sweep the tomb, ah, the Qingming Festival *300 (more than 600.)

Plant a chestnut in the spring, and harvest 10,000 particles in the autumn. There is no idle land in the four seas, and the farmers are still starving to death. This year is the annual May Day. In the evening, my parents and I went to Guilin Yang Farm to participate in the garden tour held by the farm to celebrate May Day.

When I arrived at the lighted stadium of the machine, I saw that there were many names and rules of the game posted in several places on the court. According to the depth of the game, each time you win, you can get a different number of game tickets, and you can exchange them for daily necessities, toys, snacks and other prizes at the exchange office with the game tickets.

The stadium was crowded with people, lined up in long queues, participating in darts, duck sets, guessing puzzles and other games, and everyone wanted to get their turn sooner.

Look at it! There's someone guessing over there! I squeezed through too.

One by one, the riddles are hung on a rope. "When you draw a circle, when you write a square, when you write a short time, when you spend a lot of time in summer (guess less words)". Yikes!

I guessed that this anagram is the word "day". I immediately lined up, and after a while, it was my turn, and I told the uncle in charge of the "guessing game" that I had guessed the riddle. What a pity!

The uncle said, "The answer is correct, but someone has already guessed it and will not give the ticket. ”

The most attractive thing for me is the gong ringing! The rules of the game are as follows: blindfold the players with a red scarf, turn around in place, and then walk to the gong by feeling, and hit the gong with the drum stick in their hands.

I wanted to try it too, so I lined up. Due to the large number of people, I waited for about twenty minutes before it was my turn. An uncle blindfolded me with a red scarf, and I spun around in place, and after the turn, I started to get a little dizzy, and my mother commanded from the side

Left, left. ”

I listened to my mother's instructions and walked. "Knock. Don't knock "I hear someone shouting, I don't know which one is the right one to listen to, call her three-seven-twenty-one, knock!"

So, I raised my drum stick and struck forward. "When! "Yay!

It's knocked! I got the first vote and couldn't be happier!

Look at! There are so many people over there, take a closer look. Yikes! They're playing darts! I'm going to play too! So, I couldn't wait to get in line.

Lucky to be! The first dart hit the ring, and got two votes, and the second and third darts each hit the ring, and got two votes.

I happily took the gift ticket to the prize office to redeem the gift, and got a toy, a bottle of shampoo, three packets of jelly, and 2 glasses of milk.

I casually interjected, these are so unreal! Are you in junior high school or elementary school?

I haven't been to the grave for ten years, and if I don't add some soil to my grandfather's grave, I'm afraid I won't be able to find it.

The ship is moored in the cemetery of memory, a tree is still lonely and crooked, only remember this tree, and the muffled sound of cannons disappearing on the empty lake, soon, you should have a bird, there should be a bud, blessed tree. Year after year, time flies so fast, no longer a child, how is it mixed, you have to muster up the courage to nag with your grandfather, step on the newborn bamboo shoots, step to the emaciated grave, shovel by shovel the riverside full of dirt over the pad, squatting down, lighters under a dozen of paper, wooden sticks pick and pick, so that the place that can't be burned is also on fire, in the firelight as if you see the grandfather's face, sitting on the steps, the jade handle pipe in the mouth, looking at the father who is working in the yard, there seems to be unhappiness on his face, The jade handle is in the drawer, and then I can't find it, it's worth a lot of money, the fire is gone, it was originally a ball of ash, standing up, with tears floating on my face, rubbing it, like ashes splashing into my eyes.

How did you come when you came, how did you go back, not far away is your childhood hometown, I heard that there have been great changes, walk in, take a look around, ho, here, I haven't seen you for many years, but I'm afraid there are many people I don't know, look sideways, why haven't I seen you. Like being pregnant with a ghost fetus, I glanced at the outline of my hometown, not a painter, otherwise the stone is reflected on the paper, but what good is it to think about it, I left, got in the car, and I don't know what year it was.

Firecrackers bid farewell to the old year, and fireworks welcome the new year. "Whenever the Chinese New Year comes, the most exciting thing for me is setting off fireworks and watching fireworks.

On the day of Chinese New Year's Eve, after eating Chinese New Year's Eve, my parents and I walked out of the house happily, I first lit a "small missile", its tail sprayed flames, straight into the night sky, after a while, exploded in the air, into many small petals slowly falling down. Immediately afterward, I lit the "Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers". The lead "sizzled", and there was no movement for a long time.

I crept forward, but it stumbled into the sky, startling me. The neighbor children happily clapped their little hands and shouted: "The goddess scatters flowers, the goddess scatters flowers!"

The ceremonial flowers instantly "snapped" in the air**, and countless petals were sprinkled like a goddess. Suddenly, the petals turned into round red parachutes, which were so beautiful that the more I played, the more interested I became.

The most exciting thing is the protagonist in the air - the flowers. They dance in the air. The sky is full of flowers, illuminating the sky as if it were day.

Colorful fireworks burst into the sky little by little, and the joy of the hearts rippled in people's hearts. The stars in the night sky flashed a little starlight in the night, which was very beautiful, but compared with the graceful ceremonial flowers, it was much inferior. "Crackling" a few ** sounds, and another ceremonial flower "popped" into the air, "Bang!"

The orange flower bloomed all at once, and in a moment, it disappeared without a trace.

These colorful fireworks set off a happy and peaceful Spring Festival, and at the same time, it also indicates that our lives are as high as those fireworks bombs. On the day of the Spring Festival, I was intoxicated by the flowers.

When, when, when the New Year's bell rings, every door has already been pasted with fiery red or golden couplets, and every family, young and old, is happy to close their mouths. Some of the excited children stared intently at the TV, savoring the annual dinner of the Spring Festival Gala; Some are in a hurry to pay New Year's greetings to their elders, send text messages, call **, and all the New Year's blessings seem to be endless; Naughty children are "begging" from their parents for money; Outside the house, the sound of firecrackers exploded one after another, and the colorful fireworks decorated this special night with colorful colors.

On the first day of the first lunar month, the first day of the Lunar New Year welcomes people's joy and peace. I, the lazy man who usually sleeps in bed, got up early this day, because I desperately wanted to put on my beautiful new clothes and go out and show off. I'm going to visit relatives and friends to celebrate the New Year, which is undoubtedly a happy thing.

We children walk in front of the New Year's greeting procession, see the elders to pay New Year's greetings, say a few auspicious words, you can get a lot of New Year's money, and then take it to the street to buy their favorite things toys, snacks, firecrackers, ......, the parents seem to have changed as if they were individuals, and they are so tolerant of our indulgence, and everything is there! That's what it's like to celebrate the New Year.

Set off firecrackers! I don't know who shouted, and the children soon gathered. Strings of firecrackers were lit in people's hands, and the sound shook the sky and splashed everywhere, as if they wanted to send good wishes to thousands of households. The sound of firecrackers continued one after another, and it was very lively.

When it was time to eat, looking at the table full of favorite dishes, we children didn't feel hungry at all. Between pushing the cup and changing the lamp, the adults talked about it the most: This is not what it used to be!

Today's happy life is the most illustrative from the dining table, and now people are living well, every day is like the New Year!

On the way to visit relatives and friends, I saw the fields full of spring, the newly built highways shortened our trip, the mud roads leading to the countryside were also covered by the cement roads of "village to village", and the high-rise buildings in the city sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, changing ...... every year

It was the second day of the Qingming Festival, and it was also a dust-sweeping day, so my brother, my father and my mother went to my grandmother's house in the countryside together, ready to go to the mountain to sweep the dust.

During the Qingming Festival, it rained a lot. "Yes, it was raining lightly in the sky yesterday, and we had nothing to say, and we could only step on the muddy mountain land and climb up step by step.

Finally, when we arrived at the joint tomb of the grandfather, the grandmother and the little grandfather, all of us stood in awe and stood upright in front of their joint tomb. Dad handed me a stick of incense that had been burning, and the incense was smoking from time to time, and the fragrance was so strong that when I smelled it, I immediately showed a depressed and sad look. All of us held incense in our hands and bowed ninety degrees together to the grandfather, grandmother and grandfather who were "under the nine springs" to show our high respect for all of them.

I turned around and picked up the flower basket that had been prepared long ago, and respectfully placed it in front of the tomb of my grandfather, my grandmother and my grandfather. The flowers in the flower basket are all white, and there are several white straps on the flower basket that are tied to the flowers and the flower basket. Against the backdrop of a few green leaves, it looks even more solemn and solemn.

After we finished worshipping, we began to burn the banknotes in the underworld for the grandfather, the grandmother and the grandfather in the "Nine Springs", and my father knew that they were very good at playing mahjong, so he burned some more for them, there were 100 million, there were 200 million, there were 1 million big bills, and he told them:"Everyone has it, don't grab it. "It's funny when I hear it, they have so much money that they can't spend in a year, so what do they need to rob?

Grandpa, mother-in-law and grandfather, you "left" so early, I didn't have a good filial piety and filial piety to your old people, you left my side, there, only loneliness and loneliness accompany you, not ......Not ......Not ......There is also the "unforgiving" spring, summer, autumn, winter and lush green forests. If you were still here, I would definitely honor you.

As we left, we bowed to them again before reluctantly leaving.