Tomb-Sweeping Day, my mother and I both cried bitterly. As everyone knows, Tomb-Sweeping Day is a festival to remember our ancestors and sacrifice to sweep the graves. It's nothing surprising to cry, but we have special reasons.
On Qingming Day, we got up early and went to the grave in the backyard. When I came back from the grave, the sad thing came like a blue sky-my sister who was seriously ill and bedridden died. Knowing this, I burst into tears. For several days, our whole family was Lacrimosa.
Later, our uncle and uncle who lived in the city also knew. They rushed to my house by car, and my cousin came back. I dragged him to the backyard and cried with him about everything. My cousin also cried loudly. After a long time, my cousin said, "Don't cry, my sister is ill, which is a relief for her." I want to open up a little, don't cry. " I listened, nodded and said, "That's right. Now that she has left, we should see her off. Let's go, or it will be late. " With that, my brother and I went to see my sister off together.
in this way, every time my mother thinks of my sister, she will cry for a while. A few days later, a little better. This year, Tomb-Sweeping Day will come again, and when I think of the past, I can't help but burst into tears.
this is really a great tragedy of life!