In ordinary study, work and life, everyone has the experience of writing, so you are familiar with writing. With the help of writing, we can improve our language organization ability. I believe many friends are very upset about writing compositions. Here are 1 Qingming compositions in grade four that I have carefully arranged, hoping to help you. Fourth grade Qingming composition 1
"It's another year of grass and green", and with the footsteps of Miss Chun, the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived again. Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote: There are many rains during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die ... This poem is a true portrayal of the weather and people's mood during the Qingming Festival.
On Sunday, my family came to Tianan Cemetery together. When I walked into the gate, the first thing that caught my eye was the cypresses and tombstones in the distance. Nearby, several winter jasmine flowers are in full bloom, just like little Huang Die dancing in the bushes. The most striking thing is the green wall of Parthenocissus tricuspidata, and the breath of spring is everywhere.
We came to my uncle's grave. First, we set apples, meat, cakes and wine on the grave platform. Then put bundles of flowers in front of the tomb, white chrysanthemums and Huang Juhua expressed their nostalgia for their dead relatives. Then, grandma piled up the firewood she brought. I took out my lighter and lit the firewood. Everyone took the opportunity to gently throw small stacks of paper money into the fire. In the light of the fire, I saw grandma's face full of sadness. She must feel sorry for her younger brother who died young! My mood suddenly became dignified. After a while, my mother asked me to give incense to my uncle and grandfather, and made me bow in imitation of her. I only heard her mumbling: "Uncle, please bless your daughter's internship, bless our family's happiness and well-being, and bless Zheng Zhichen's admission to a good university ..." I asked with a puzzled face: "Can my uncle and grandfather really receive our' gift'?" Mother said earnestly, "There are no ghosts and gods in the world. Tomb sweeping in Qingming is not a superstitious activity, but a memory of our deceased relatives." Later, we also went to sweep the tomb for my aunt.
Near eleven o'clock, we were about to leave Tianan Cemetery. Suddenly, a few naughty raindrops fell on my face. Is this God crying? Or do people miss the tears of their deceased relatives? The fourth grade Qingming composition 2
is another Tomb-Sweeping Day. The night before, I heard the call of the dead heroes in a trance. They are missing us again? At this time, I watched pieces of stone tablets and some unmarked graves-the deeds of heroes can't be expressed by stone tablets, let alone an earthen grave. It seems that they just want to make the martyrs understand the great and heavy achievements of themselves. Yes, their achievements are infinite, and the monument grave may be a symbol.
When we miss heroes, we must miss them. Their blood is always in direct proportion to our light. Without the former, there is no latter. We really can't describe greatness in words. Sorry, hero!
I looked at those well-deserved names that will go down in history in tears. In the past, I felt that I was floating in front of my eyes. At this time, blood has always been flowing and flowing into the grave. Brave men under the black soil, are you still worried about winning the battle? Are you still worried about the invaders at this time? Are you still glaring at the enemy with steel guns in your hands? No need, no need, brave men, you have a good rest and rest in peace. The world has been stable and peaceful. I think every hero must have a smile on his mouth. They sacrificed too much for peace and dignity. How can we repay them? How to compensate? !
The bright sunshine reflects their somewhat mature and somewhat immature faces. They will always be great! Martyrs, do you see it at this time? The prosperous flame of the motherland will never go out, and the saying that greatness makes greatness will never go wrong. The East of the world will always shine with red stars. The fourth grade Qingming composition 3
Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. Early in the morning, my father and mother took me to the countryside to sweep the graves and go for an outing.
today, the weather is sunny. We got on the bus, and my heart was very excited. After an hour, we arrived at the mountain in the countryside.
The air there is fresh, the water in the pond is clear, clear as a mirror, and the fish in the water are chasing after each other freely, as if to say, "Welcome!" " Birds in the tree are chirping.
The scenery on the mountain is very beautiful. I saw the farmer's uncle pulling the old cows to plow the fields, and others pulling weeds in the fields.
I think the sky in the countryside is very blue, the land is green, and the rape blossoms in the farmland are golden and beautiful like a beautiful painting.
At noon, we finished lunch, and my parents chatted with relatives for a while. It was getting late, so I said "goodbye" to my relatives.
I think I will come to the countryside to play when my father has time. In the morning, I was woken up by a phone call "Ding Rinrin". I quickly answered the phone and asked, "Hello, who are you looking for?" "Yaohua, it's you. Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. Do you want to go to the grave with us?" "Turns out to be binbin's cousin, are you going or not? If you go, I will go. " "Well, just wait for us at the intersection. We'll be there in a moment. Bye."
So, I got up in a hurry, put on my clothes and pants, made preparations before leaving, and ran to the intersection.
After waiting for a while, my uncle and others took me back to my hometown. After getting ready, I set off. Halfway through the road, it suddenly began to rain, and we quickened our pace. When I arrived at my ancestors' graves, it rained even harder. When I looked around, it was all white, but I could vaguely see someone kneeling in front of the graves. Some pedestrians were extremely sad. It was really "rainy in Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls"; Under the green trees nearby, flowers and grass hung their heads, as if they were mourning.
When we came back, it was very interesting. My cousin and I stuck a lot of dirt on their feet, but we scraped it with a hoe. But just a few steps later, the dirt was stuck, which was more than the original, and they were four or five centimeters longer. We had to walk back on "dirt shoes", but it also helped a little. When we met a muddy downhill, we passed easily. Cousin Binbin was not so lucky. When he was going downhill, he was overweight because he was carrying a bag of cakes. His feet slipped and he fell on his back. Finally, for convenience, he simply slipped down from it. It's nothing to slide down, but when he slipped, he almost had a "close contact" with a pile of cow dung on the road.
"It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die." This is Tomb-Sweeping Day, but Tomb-Sweeping Day is more than that. There may be happiness, anger and others. Tomb-Sweeping Day, which originated in Shang Dynasty, is one of the traditional festivals of the Han nationality in China and one of the 24 solar terms in China, and the time is around April 5 of the solar calendar every year. After Tomb-Sweeping Day, the rain increased, and the earth showed the image of spring and tranquility. At this time, everything "spits out the old and absorbs the new", whether it is the vegetation in nature or the human body in the natural place, at this time, the filth of winter is replaced, the breath of spring is ushered in, and the transformation from yin to yang is realized.
In ancient times, it was said that the day before Qingming Festival was the "Cold Food Festival". According to legend, it began in the Spring and Autumn Period when Jin Wengong mourned the event of meson pushing "cutting stocks to satisfy hunger", and then gradually Qingming and cold food became one. The date of grave sweeping in Tang Dynasty was generally in Cold Food Festival, and it was moved to Qingming after Song Dynasty. Legend has it that the origin of "Cold Food Festival" is Jiexiu in the middle of Shanxi Province. The origin of Jiexiu is to commemorate meson's "cutting stocks to satisfy hunger" and not to repay it, and finally he died here in Yamakaji, so Mianshan is also called "Jieshan".
According to legend, after Dayu took control of the water, people used the word "Qingming" to celebrate that the flood had been eliminated and the world was at peace. At this time, spring blossoms, everything recovers, and the sky is clear and bright, which is a good time for a spring outing. Going for an outing began as early as the Tang Dynasty, and it has become a habit through the ages. In addition to enjoying the beautiful scenery of lakes and mountains and spring scenery, we also carry out various recreational activities to increase the interest of life. Today, the fourth-grade department and some first-grade students went to Weihai Martyrs Cemetery to visit the graves.
Everyone is holding a flower in his hand, and his mood is very excited and his expression is very serious, because this is to visit the grave, not to travel. When we arrived at the Martyrs Cemetery, the teacher commanded all the students to stand still. Each class put its own team flag in front of the class, and the school flag was inserted in the front. Many teachers came. After everyone was here, Teacher Liu Libo didn't speak.
after coming to the martyrs' cemetery, first of all, the fourth-grade students put on red scarves for the first-year students and made them swear in front of the martyrs' tomb. After that, all the students bowed their heads and observed a minute of silence. At this moment, I thought of many martyrs who gave their precious lives to create peace for everyone now.
Then, the teacher took the students to pay tribute to the brave men who died heroically for creating a peaceful era for everyone, and presented the flowers in their hands to a brave man. These brave men all died for peace, and everyone should remember them.
if only these brave men could be resurrected! If these brave men can survive, there will be no more thieves in the world.
We should advocate a series of civilized ancestor worship behaviors, such as grave sweeping and online ancestor worship. Fourth-grade Qingming Composition 7
"There are many rains in Qingming Festival, and the pavement on the road is dead. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. " Today is April 5th in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Early in the morning, we went to my father's hometown-Tongshan Dengtai Temple, and heard that we went to the grave. When I first arrived at Dengtai Temple, I was attracted by the endless rape blossoms. From a distance, it looked like a golden blanket. When a gust of wind blew, the blanket shook with it. It was very beautiful. So I went to the rape flowers and looked down to smell the rape flowers. Wow! The faint fragrance of rape blossoms intoxicated me. I seem to have turned into a beautiful butterfly, dancing freely among the flowers. Suddenly it began to rain cats and dogs in the sky, which woke me up ...
After lunch, it was still raining. I can't help it, because the purpose of coming today is to go to the grave, so everyone has to go to the grave in the rain. The road to Fenshan is slippery, and I will slip if I am not careful. There is a lot of water in my shoes, and it is so wet that I feel uncomfortable! In a short time, we arrived at Fenshan. Grandpa took us to some mourning ceremonies, burned a lot of paper money, and told us to kowtow to worship one by one. Then I went back ...
After dinner, we reluctantly left our hometown. Along the way, I was sad for the dead relatives and prayed for the living elders, wishing them good health and a long life. Qingming composition 8
Qingming, I didn't go to the grave like other students, but chose to go for an outing in the suburbs and join the embrace of nature.
at this time, peach blossoms are in full bloom. From a distance, under the blue sky and beside the lush hills, the peach blossoms are dense and high, like clouds in the sky; Occasionally, there are tall pine trees, crystal clear ditches and flowing water, and two or three mountain birds fly by, which is simply a watercolor painting with suitable shades.
Up close, pink petals, golden cores and small green sepals form a small, exquisite and crystal-clear peach blossom. One after another, clusters, crowded with the whole branch. Its pale pink face and thin waist attract many bees to fly among the flowers. There are occasional buds on the branches, like hide-and-seek children, hiding from Tibet, setting off the pink flowers more delicately. Strolling among the flowers, the fragrance is overflowing, refreshing and intoxicating.
The grass in the suburbs is very rarely trampled by people, so it grows exceptionally luxuriantly. People walk on the grass, close their eyes, listen to the chirping of mountain birds, step on the "green carpet" softer than cashmere, smell the unique fragrance of the grass with dewdrops hanging on its leaves, and think they have reached a paradise resort without opening their eyes! Small white wildflowers mixed in the grass, like stars swaying in the breeze, shine with dazzling spots in the sun, which is quite lovely.
beside the peach tree forest, there is a crystal clear stream happily turning over the waves. If you poke the grass at the bottom of the stream, you will find many small fish with silvery bellies gathered together, as if whispering! Where there are no small fish, take a sip of water and taste it-wow, a sweet stream flows from the tip of your tongue to your heart, feeling a lot relaxed and relaxed all over.
Do you want to see such a beautiful place with your own eyes? Qingming composition 9
On April 5th, Qingming Festival arrived. My mother and my brother will take me to the mountains to visit my grandparents' graves. Before going to the mountain, my mother prepared some rice, vegetables and wine. My mother brought firecrackers, candles, incense and grave markers.
We arrived at the graves of Grandpa and Grandma. Mother took out the food and wine and put them in front of the tombstone. Mother inserted the grave marker first, and then lit the candles and incense. Then, my mother distributed the incense to me, my mother and my brother. Our family took incense to worship grandpa and grandma. I said to my grandpa and grandma while worshipping, "Grandpa and grandma bless me to be admitted to the university. Bless mother and mother's health. Bless my brother to grow up quickly ... "At this time, I remembered that when I was a child, my grandfather loved me very much, and he was always reluctant to eat good things for himself, always giving them to me. Now, grandpa has passed away, and I haven't been filial to his old man's house yet. I feel sad to cry at the thought of this.
After worshipping Grandpa and Grandma, Mother and Mother began to burn Mingbi to Grandpa and Grandma. There are 1 million, 1 million and 2 million denominations of Mingbi. Mother said while burning, "There is a lot of money here. Don't rob it. Everyone has it." I couldn't help laughing and said, "With so much money, do you still need to rob it?"
after a while, mother began to set off firecrackers. We went down the mountain amid firecrackers.
I think although Grandpa and Grandma left us. But grandpa and grandma are still the people who love me the most. Because my grandfather and grandmother gave me blood. I must study hard and win honor for my parents and grandparents. I think everyone in China should not forget their ancestors. The fourth grade Qingming composition 1
It's cloudy today. I went to pick tea with my grandmother, father and mother in a happy mood. On the way, I saw yellow rape flowers and bees buzzing among the flowers. It's really a scene of spring!
In a short time, we arrived at Chashan and saw rows of neat tea trees, green and green, waiting for us to pick them. When picking began, grandma said, "Yangyang, you should gently pull off the small buds on the tea tree with your thumb and forefinger." Oh! There was another way. I learned this method and picked some, and gradually I felt stale. I didn't want to pick them, so I went to eat eight-treasure porridge. Grandma said to me, "Yangyang, I'll give you 6 yuan money if you pick one or two." As soon as I heard that I had money, I got excited again. I ran here to pick a little and there to pick a little. At this time, Grandpa Sun also came out to join in the fun. I shouted, "Wow! The sun is out, how nice! " After picking for a long time, there was still a little tea in my bag. At this time, my grandmother smiled and said, "Yangyang, you should concentrate on picking tea, not be half-hearted, so that it will be faster."