Qingming memorial paper whirlwind, boiling life for Yuquan. The following is an article I brought with me about Tomb-Sweeping Day's memorial to his loved ones. I hope you like it.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's memorial article 1 My mother is a traditional China woman. She is kind, virtuous and caring. She is hardworking, hard-working, patient, patient, loving all her life and being kind to others. My father is an upright, kind-hearted, conscientious, hardworking, honest and upright man. He has a gentle personality and a good temper all his life.
When my parents' generation was young, it coincided with the beginning of national construction and was bent on contributing to the construction of factories. There are old people to take care of and children to raise. After three years of suffering; Catch up with the painful torture of the Cultural Revolution; It's hard to endure until the children grow up, but when it comes to enjoying life, it's already a chronic disease. After several years of illness, they let go, leaving their children with endless thoughts and sighs! Mother was only 65 when she died. If she cared less and benefited less, the tree of life would never wither so early. She devoted her life to her career, others and her children. How can people not miss her?
Although parents have left us for many years, their voices and smiles have always been in the children's hearts, not fade away. Remembering parents' love, hard work and dedication in Tomb-Sweeping Day also inspires us to live a realistic and ordinary life.
It's another Tomb-Sweeping Day, missing her parents and sending her thoughts from afar. It is best to use blog posts to pay homage to parents, learn their good qualities and inherit their good virtues to commemorate their parents and relatives.
Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional festival in China, and it is also the most important festival to worship ancestors and sweep graves. In the past, when I was at home, every time I went to Tomb-Sweeping Day, my elder sister and I would go to the mountains to sweep graves, burn incense for our parents, kowtow to the Buddha on behalf of our sisters in other places, tell our parents about their situation, and ask their parents' spirits to bless their children and grandchildren with prosperous careers and healthy lives.
In recent years, away from home, the task of sweeping graves to pay homage to parents has fallen on our elder sister and brother-in-law, and we are very grateful to them for their filial piety. We can only look at our hometown from a distance and bless our parents in the spirit of heaven.
Search some pictures of Tomb-Sweeping Day on the Internet, and choose a bunch of beautiful flowers to represent the yearning of our future generations. I wish my dead parents and relatives a happy life in heaven with flowers!
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Tomb-Sweeping Day's memorial to his loved ones Part II When the burning and death mesons pushed the mountain fire.
History is still smoking.
We only remember the ceremony to pay homage to our ancestors.
But no one remembers his indifference to fame and fortune.
When Du Mu had a whim
Let the clear light rain be sadder.
Most people are just addicted to money.
But no one wants to read poetry to amuse themselves.
Now the clear light rain is still melancholy.
The commemorative ceremony became more and more grand.
It's just how many unfilial children there are in the world.
I never knew that it is better to pay homage to a cow after death than to pay homage to a chicken before death.
Those vagrants who survived
There are always too many children who want to support and are not close.
At today's Qingming memorial ceremony,
Let tears turn into rain-like crying.
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Tomb-Sweeping Day has been paying homage to his relatives for three years, and now it is clear. It's time to pay homage to our loved ones. Thinking of those relatives and friends who are buried underground, I wrote another Qingming poem:
When he went to Tomb-Sweeping Day again, Wan Lifeng recalled with tears.
There are no young and old people on the road to death, but there is infatuation in the world.
A thousand-year-old dream goes several rounds, and a short night and a pillow return at the beginning.
Be happy before you die, drink less, and sleep under the spring without worry.
During the Qingming Festival, Du Mu's poem:? Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. ?
Some people think:? Pedestrians on the road want to break their souls? Are you online? Pedestrian? Refers to people who sacrifice sacrifices to sweep, because they miss their loved ones? Broken soul "
But am I right? Broken soul? There are different views: Tomb-Sweeping Day is a Spring Festival, which was a big festival in ancient times. On this day, people get together with their families, sweep graves or go hiking, and have various activities.
Besides, what's in the poem? Tomb-Sweeping Day? It refers to the solar terms, not just Tomb-Sweeping Day. During the Qingming Festival, friends and relatives, men, women and children get together for an outing, and people enjoy the beautiful scenery of spring with great interest and energy? Pink and willow green, singing and dancing, nature is full of vitality everywhere, infecting people and making them excited. Maybe we have prepared tables and drinks for the picnic before we leave! At this moment, it suddenly began to rain. Because we didn't bring rain gear, we all lost our spirit and fighting spirit, as if we all lost our spirit, but we didn't want to dispel our spirit before we left, so we wanted to ask around the restaurant. This is the first place? After rain or rain? Only? Want to break the soul? What's more, I'm not really dead yet! Because the purpose is to go for an outing, I am interested in asking about the restaurant. If the sacrifice is swept, where can I find a restaurant? Think about the person who was still immersed in joy and excitement at first, and suddenly got soaked in the rain? Want to break the soul? , in stitches!
Poetry only? Point to Xinghua village? It came to an abrupt end. How can pedestrians behind it follow the shepherd boy's fingers? Xinghua village? Slightly drunk, I am very happy to hear this news. How can we work harder, how can we find a hotel excitedly, how can we shelter from the rain, and enjoy both satisfaction and pleasure? , these poets? Regardless? Yes He left all this to the reader's imagination.
The whole poem freely uses very popular language without any trace of management. The syllables are harmonious and complete, the images are fresh and vivid, and the artistic conception is beautiful and ethereal. It's really hard to connect with sacrifice!
Tomb-Sweeping Day is, after all, a festival for sweeping. Today, as usual, we went to Yudingshan Cemetery to visit our father's grave. The foot of Yuding Mountain is crowded with people, which is out of proportion to this solemn holiday atmosphere. The grave sweeper's face is filled with a happy smile, which is not commensurate with this heavy festival; There is laughter everywhere, is there no one? Want to break the soul? This makes me strong? Want to break the soul? It's rain, not sad thoughts. Climbing the stairs, the pine and cypress on the mountain covered the sun, which made me feel the sad atmosphere. The air is filled with a thick smell of paper dust, full of strangers' affection, sadness and grief. What flutters is the glory, mediocrity and regret of our ancestors.
I stood quietly at my father's grave, lost in thought? Is this the beautiful boy who is full of legend, talent and charm all his life? Is this the talented person in the Rusty River who is well-read, gentle and good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? Is this the man who is full of faith, has fought for it all his life, and has a heart for the country and the people? Is this the sentimental and loving father? Father! Although you are an ordinary person, you may have an extraordinary emotional experience like many people! But now that you are buried underground, you don't know how much the world has changed! You don't know how much sadness and resentment people will bury in the reincarnation of this world, nor how much pride and ambition people will bury in the changes of this world! Spring breeze rustling, Western jackdaw chirping in the west, I was in tears! I remembered the seven laws of last year:? Qingming memorial paper whirlwind, boiling life for Yuquan. A hundred years of lonely souls are cold-eyed, and a thousand years of love stories. The chaos of heaven shocked Longji, and the human desolation touched Yuhuan. Looking back at pines and cypresses, how many worries and grievances have been buried?
On the way home, I thought of my lost friend, as if I saw a lonely grave in the distance, as if I saw green grass, as if I heard a cold wind. My dear ones, why did you leave me in such a hurry, separated from me by Yin and Yang, and disappeared without a trace? My friend, now I can't go to your grave to pay homage. I dare not face those beautiful memories, and I can't capture your beautiful figure. I know that although you can't read my poems, you can understand my sadness between the lines. I know I can't meet you in this life, but I will definitely bring my poetry collection and my thoughts and passion to you in the afterlife, so that you can listen to me recite one by one in your dream and read it over and over again. Let you fall asleep with tears and smiles.
Dark clouds are gathering, the north wind is cold, it is raining innocently, people get into cars without thinking, and the cars on the road are really? Like a broken soul? It's like getting drunk and staggering away!
In Jinan? Xinghua village? It's hard to find, so my family had to live in a place called? Taoran jiaozi City? The hotel has been arranged.
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