Essay on Qingming Festival for junior high school students 500 words 10

It's another year of Qingming.

It's another year of Qingming, and it's another year of tomb sweeping Just like that sentence: Slightly bow your head to remember the past, and gently knock on the Nine Hells, indeed, it's the same

In the early morning, the mist has not cleared The tombstone that stands reminds that time has flowed away again for a year Grandfather's ashes lie here quietly, silently It has been several years since I was separated from my grandfather, and I can't count them, because it is another year of Qingming

The wind is howling, and the mood is gradually sliding to the trough The memories of the scenes, which last for a long time, are more precious and painful because they are forever gone

A long time ago, I was too young, he was too old, and the past was blurred; Now standing in front of the tomb, the past is coming like a tide Thin body, gray hair, neat clothes, this is my grandfather's last impression In the old house, there are few things, someone visits, my grandfather frequently nods, stretches out his hand or waves, indicating whether he likes to bask in the sun, the old dog lies quietly at his feet, this is my grandfather's last memory

I sometimes vaguely recall that when I was full of interest in the old dog, I stretched out my hand, but I was a low growl, tears suddenly swirled in my eyes, and suddenly someone patted me on the shoulder, it was my grandfather, he handed me half a steamed bun, pushed me to the front, and murmured: It doesn't bite, it doesn't pick and choose, it's a good dog I watched the old dog eat the steamed buns, and then hid behind my grandfather

Memories are nothing more, grief is silent, black and white, I wonder if grandpa can know?

Three kowtows, it's time to leave, the fire is slow, blurring everything Grandpa, it's another year of Qingming, next time, I won't remember how many years I have been separated from my grandfather It's another year of Qingming, looking from afar, the grave with thoughts

Qingming, Qingming, Qingming, every year, and now Qingming. I'm walking on the road, wanting to break my soul. Hope.

Another Qingming Festival, another day to remember the martyrs. We went to the tomb to pay tribute to the souls of the martyrs who are buried here.

Standing in front of the martyrs' tombs, our hearts fluctuate and our thoughts are full of thoughts. Some of the revolutionary martyrs sacrificed their precious lives for national independence and national dignity; In order to completely bury the old world and establish a socialist new China, some went forward one after another, fought bravely, threw their heads and shed their blood; Some of them sacrificed their youth and blood for the prosperity and strength of the motherland during the period of peaceful construction.

Martyrs, at a time when the Chinese nation was facing the danger of life and death, it was you who built the Great Wall with your own flesh and blood and fought hard against the Japanese imperialist invaders. You have fallen, but thousands of "people who do not want to be slaves" have risen, singing the "March of the Volunteers" to carry on your unfinished business; Martyrs, it is you who have turned your love for the country and the toiling masses into the spiritual strength to fight the enemy in battle, are not afraid of sacrifice, move forward bravely, and establish a new China in which the people are the masters of the country; Martyrs, at the moment when socialist construction is most needed, it was you who left everything in your family and personal background, stood up without hesitation, selflessly dedicated your precious lives to the motherland and the people, and sprinkled your blood all over the motherland.

How can we not be in awe in the face of you? Your brilliant achievements will be deeply engraved in the annals of history! Your name will shine with the sun and the moon, and coexist with the rivers!

We admire you, heroes of selfless dedication! It is precisely because of you, the countless revolutionary martyrs, your nobility, and your selflessness that we have today's peaceful environment and the prosperity of the motherland.

The war years have shone on the courage and strength of the martyrs, and the peaceful and beautiful environment has provided us with opportunities to learn knowledge, develop talents, and dedicate ourselves to the motherland. We have faith because we have examples! Students, we are the lucky ones of the times, we should understand that a happy life is not easy to come by, and we should understand the historical responsibility and mission we shoulder.

We must love ourselves, but also love the motherland, we must study hard, add glory to her, and add color to her!

Students, let us inherit the legacy of the martyrs, study hard for the construction of our hometown and the prosperity of the motherland, and create a better tomorrow!