100 words about the legend of Qingming Festival (general 23 articles)
No matter in study, work or life, many people have the experience of writing compositions and have no idea about compositions. You may not be familiar with it, but composition is a narrative method in which people express the relevant knowledge, experiences and thoughts stored in their memory in written form. Have no clue when it comes to writing an essay? The following are the legends of Qingming Festival that I have collected for you. I hope it will be helpful to you.
The legend of Qingming Festival 1
Qingming Festival is a traditional festival of the Chinese people. The ancients left many poems about Qingming, such as: During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to Broken soul. Looking at the drizzle outside the window, I think of the martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the liberation of our country. Liu Hulan, Sister Jiang, Wang Erxiao, etc., their lives are meaningful and their deaths are valuable. They threw their heads, shed their blood, and gave their precious lives so that we can live a happy life. We can't forget them! The Legend of Qingming Festival Part 2
The annual Qingming Festival has arrived. On the day of Qingming Festival, I went up the mountain with my parents and relatives to worship our ancestors. There was a heavy rain along the way. This year's Qingming Festival's heavy rain was different from usual, and it was particularly cool. Maybe that's why spring came late this year! Arrive at the tomb area, present a bunch of flowers, and quietly talk to the ancestors about some of the little things in the past year in front of them, and maybe make a wish for the new year, wishing our country prosperity and students progress in their studies. , maybe this is the Chinese dream that each of us has the same! The Legend of Qingming Festival Part 3
It is said that during the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily and pedestrians on the road are in despair. But one thing is wrong. This year, it is not raining heavily, it is pouring rain. Originally, my father wanted to go to visit the grave, but it seemed impossible. Both my parents went to work, leaving me alone at home. I spent this festival alone. In previous years, when I lived at my grandma’s house, I Grandma always cooks a big plate of noodles on Qingming Festival and everyone gathers around to eat it in a lively manner. Looking back now, it’s so heart-wrenching. The Legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 4
Qingming Festival is a traditional festival in my country. Many people visit graves on this day. Tomb sweeping, commonly known as visiting graves, is an activity to pay homage to the deceased. Most of the Han people and some ethnic minorities visit tombs during the Tomb Sweeping Day.
I remember a poem by Du Fu: It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.
Spring outings are the best during the Qingming Festival, because the Qingming Festival is the time when the spring scenery is bright and the grass and trees are green. So many people will take advantage of this time for spring outings. The Legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 5
I stood in front of the tombstone, held the incense and bowed three times.
I don’t remember this great-grandmother at all. I heard that she passed away when I was two years old. She liked me very much.
But now there is no way to verify it. The person has passed away, and the memory has left no trace. There are no photos, so I can only imagine it, but the inexplicable warm currents in my heart scream, I really want to I know
Wipe the tombstone and I will come see you next year. The legend of the Qingming Festival Chapter 6
During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. The poems describing Qingming Festival have always been very beautiful, and the Qingming Festival has just passed recently. Many people have also gone to pay homage to the elderly who have passed away in their families. Qingming is a not very beautiful and happy day. Some people may feel very comfortable during the Qingming Festival, but what most people feel the most during the Qingming Festival is the faint sadness, the sadness for those who have passed away. I don’t like Qingming very much, because it always reminds me of my deceased old man. The legend of Qingming Festival 7
Qingming Festival is here again. Qingming Festival is a day to worship ancestors. Here In the sky, I will never forget the peaceful world that our ancestors bought with their blood. Now, we should make good use of our time to build a more peaceful and better world!
Tomb-Sweeping Day is not only to commemorate ancestors, but also a beautiful and special festival to think about the future. We should use this young time to realize our dreams and ideals. We should study hard and study hard!
I wish all ancestors a happy Qingming Festival! The Legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 8
Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, the day of Qingming Festival is here again. On the day of Qingming Festival, we Chaozhou people go to visit the graves of our relatives and pay homage to our relatives. This time is no exception.
In the morning, we got up early. After breakfast, we set off. I was playing on my phone or listening to music along the way.
When we arrived in the South China Sea, we went to worship our relatives and the Lord of the Land. After praying, we went to a restaurant to have dinner. After eating, we came back.
What a very tiring day! The Legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 9
On Qingming Festival, my parents and I originally wanted to go to Hanzhong, but the highway was too congested, so we changed our route to go outing around Ankang. We saw the Chinese dragon vein sculptures, beautiful rapeseed flowers, green trees and mountains.
We also passed the Qinling Zhongnan Mountain Tunnel. This tunnel is 1,802 kilometers long and is the longest tunnel in my country.
We had a great time! The Legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 10
Today is the Qingming Festival, our country’s traditional festival, and the school gave us three days off. During this holiday, my friends and I played many fun games, but the one that made me happier was math typing.
I took an article "Spring Outing" that I wrote by hand last time and started typing. My mother told me about various symbols such as periods, commas, and the enter key. Half an hour passed and I finally finished. I was very happy when I saw what I typed. I really want to shout out loud: I can type! The Legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 11
This morning, my parents, grandparents, and relatives and I went to visit the graves during the Qingming Festival.
When we arrived in my grandpa’s hometown in the countryside, it started to rain heavily. My mother and I took shelter under the corner of the mountain to wait for the large troops. While waiting, I saw many beautiful birds flying around, sometimes flying to the wires and sometimes flying to the tiles. Among them, there was a naughty little bird taking a bath gracefully. It flicked its tail, flapped its wings, and shook its head. I said to my mother, ah! What a cute little bird!
Unconsciously, the troops came back, and we went to have dinner together. The Legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 12
Every year on April 5th in the Gregorian calendar is Qingming Festival, one of my country’s traditional festivals.
This morning, my mother fried a plate of dumplings. I asked her: "Why do you want to eat dumplings today?" My mother said to me: "During the Qingming Festival, there is a custom of eating dumplings in the south of the Yangtze River. The most important sacrificial days include outings, planting willows, and flying kites..." "Oh, I know."
I think Qingming is the beginning of a beautiful hope. The Legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 13
April 4th is the annual Qingming Festival. In the morning, my father and I went back to the countryside to worship our ancestors.
On the road, it started to rain continuously, just like the heavy rain during the Qingming Festival. After a while, although the rain stopped, the road was still very slippery. The crops in the fields on both sides were washed green by the rain, and there was a fresh and moist fragrance in the air.
When we arrived at our destination, we began to worship our ancestors. After dinner, we were ready to head back home. I spent a good day with my parents today. The legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 14
This morning all our fourth grade students were going to raise the national flag, because Qingming Festival was coming soon, and we were going to the Martyrs Cemetery to sweep the graves at the same time. I came to the playground to raise the national flag out of curiosity. Looking forward to visiting the Martyrs Cemetery.
But after I arrived, I realized that the Martyrs Cemetery, which had excited me for several days and kept me awake at night, was not what I imagined. I just visited the tombs and presented a flower to the martyrs. Flowers, alas, alas! The Legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 15
During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.
Today is Qingming Festival, and many people go to visit the graves of their relatives. People go to visit the graves of their loved ones with sadness. I heard my father say: Qingming Festival is a sad festival that makes people remember their ancestors, nostalgic, lamentable, and exciting. It contains many deeds of our ancestors. When they lay in their graves, their own The story is over, and all that is left is to be missed! I know the origin of Qingming Festival. The Legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 16
April 4th is Qingming Festival. Grandpa got up early in the morning. I asked grandpa why he got up so early.
Grandpa said: "Today is Qingming Festival, and I am going to worship my ancestors." Grandpa, what does worshiping ancestors mean? Grandpa said: "Ancestor worship is to clean our deceased relatives and ancestors. We clean them in front of their tombstones, send flowers, food, and paper money, and finally kowtow three times to show respect for our ancestors and let them live in heaven." Live a good life." Oh! I finally understood that although our relatives have died, we should never forget our ancestors. Without our ancestors, we would not be where we are today. The Legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 17
Today is the Qingming Festival. My father, mother and brother and I went back to our hometown to worship our ancestors. We took our uncle's car and he took us back to our hometown. I arrived in a short while, and on the way I saw rapeseed flowers that bloom all year round. The fragrance of rapeseed flowers was fragrant. Attracted the bee brother and the butterfly sister. The bee brother collects nectar and the butterfly sister collects pollen.
After lunch, my mother and I went to the back mountain. There were much more rape flowers in the back mountain than on the road. Brother Bee and Sister Butterfly there are both good friends.
They are still hiding and seeking there! The Legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 18
Today is the Qingming Festival. The weather is gloomy and gray, with drizzle falling from time to time. The air seems to be full of melancholy and longing, adding a bit of sadness to people's feelings of remembering their loved ones. I couldn't help but think of what the ancients said: "It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die."
My father and I came to my grandfather’s grave early, placed a bouquet of flowers and burned some paper money to express our thoughts and blessings. I prayed for them silently in my heart, wishing that they could live a happy and joyful life like us in heaven. The Legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 19
Qingming Festival is here on April 5, and the sun is shining brightly outside the window.
Dad prepared the food the night before, and we set off at 8 a.m. the next day. In the car, I looked at the food and thought it was delicious, hoping to get there soon. After arriving, Dad placed the food in front of the grave. After setting off the firecrackers, I started to set off the firecrackers. I watched those firecrackers flashing and flashing. They were so beautiful. After setting off, I started eating them until my belly was as big as a watermelon.
On the way home, I saw many people paying homage to their relatives. The Legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 20
Today is Qingming Festival, a time to commemorate our deceased relatives and those martyrs who liberated mankind! Although you are no longer with us, you will always be in our hearts. On this special day, I want to bow to you, bow, and bow again!
I couldn’t help but think of a poem "Qingming" written by Du Mu, "It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die..." This also expresses how people miss and commemorate their deceased relatives and relatives during the Qingming Festival. The grief of the revolutionary martyrs.
We must cherish life and love life. Study hard and make progress every day to become a useful person to society. The Legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 21
Today is Qingming Festival, April 5. On this day, people will remember their deceased relatives, send condolences to them, or go for an outing.
One year, during the Qingming Festival, my father woke me up at 5 o'clock and took a two-hour car ride. Returned to my hometown. After getting off the car, we laid out tributes, burned paper money, placed fruits and food, worshiped, then repaired the cemetery and pulled weeds. This reminds me of a poem: "It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die."
Through this Qingming Festival, I know that I should cherish the time with my loved ones even more now. The Legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 22
Today is Qingming Festival, but I did not go back to my hometown to worship my ancestors. Instead, I went to play with my friends.
My driving skills are not very good and I am afraid of people. I was afraid of crossing the road, but Xu Le told me that there was no need to be afraid, as long as you grasp the center of gravity and don't look around.
I tried it and it was a miracle that I crossed the road.
But there are unforeseen circumstances. But I thought that I was almost done with cycling, so I relaxed my vigilance. By the time I noticed, the car had already passed me.
Since then, I haven’t dared to relax at all while riding.
I had a lot of fun this day. The legend of Qingming Festival Chapter 23
I am at home today because today is Qingming Festival. I went to the city to burn paper for my grandma. There were so many of you on the way there, and there were many people visiting their relatives. Lots of traffic coming and going.
When we got to the place, I cleaned up for my grandma, and my aunt came too. After she cleaned up there, she seemed to have tears coming out of her eyes. After we burned the paper, we went home. When we got home, I saw Mom, I went to ask my mother, Mom, why do some people cry in the graves? My mother said, my child, you are too young now. You will know later. Mom smiled and said to me.
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