Tomb-Sweeping Day's composition on ancestor worship 1 Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived, and it has been raining for several days. It's really "it rains in Tomb-Sweeping Day and I want to die on the road". This is the day of ancestor worship. My parents and I bought whips, some paper money and some incense before we set out to worship our ancestors.
On the way, we saw the bustling and beautiful streets, endless cars and large tracts of rape flowers in the suburbs. We can smell them in the car. After driving for a while, we arrived at our destination-Liubatai Cemetery.
When I got off the bus, I saw many stalls selling whips, paper money and flowers at the entrance of the cemetery. Many people bought it there and walked into the cemetery, feeling very quiet and serious. Rows of white stone tablets stand neatly, and some tombs and pavilions are dotted among them. Some people have begun to hold ceremonies.
We took out paper money and incense. We put the newspaper in front of dad's grave. I hurried to burn paper money. I ordered a thousand "hundred" and a thousand "fifty". I hope dad can get the money and enjoy it. We also took advantage of this fire to light incense. I took it and bowed three times to my father's grave. I also said to my father in my heart, "Please bless me, let me enter a good university, and let my wealth roll in when I grow up." Finally, I took out my whip and lit the bottom fire. In an instant, the whip made a deafening sound.
Sacrificing ancestors is a meaningful thing, which can remind our living relatives of their love and remember them forever.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's Sacrifice to Ancestors Composition 2 During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. Once again, in the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day, we went back to our hometown in my uncle's car to worship our ancestors.
Along the way, the sun is shining and the spring breeze bursts. On both sides of the road, Qingming flowers, which are usually common, are rare now. We came to town first. In the town, we bought steamed bread, pork, paper money, candles, incense and yellow paper, and then took a bus along the country road to our hometown.
When we got to our hometown, we forgot to rest and went up the mountain to worship our ancestors. When he came to the ancestral grave, grandpa put the prepared steamed bread and pork on red paper, put them in a bowl and put them in front of the tombstone. Then we put a lot of paper money in the back and lit it with fire so that our ancestors could use it. We lit incense and kowtowed, and I thought to myself: ancestors! You must bless my study and the living standard of our family, just like sesame blossoms. I wish my father success in doing things outside, all the best for the whole family, all the wishes come true and good health. After the worship, grandpa put candles on both sides and pressed two pieces of yellow paper on the tombstone with stones. Then take the pork and steamed bread away and worship the next tombstone. Some graves are old and covered with flowers and plants. In desperation, grandpa and uncle lit flowers and plants with lighters. Fire helps the wind, and wind borrows fire. The fire was belching black smoke, and paper money was flying below. In this case, worship, don't have some fun. I can't help but think of Bai Juyi's Cold Food Wild Hope: the wind blows paper money in the wilderness, and the ancient tombs are green with spring grass. After the worship, grandpa put out the fire and went down the mountain with a basket.
After going back to his hometown down the mountain, grandpa burned all the remaining paper money and other sacrificial supplies before the ancestor portrait offered at home. After lunch in my hometown, we went back by car.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancestor worship left me with nostalgia and sadness for my deceased relatives. Therefore, I still remember the scenes of Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancestor worship every year, which are deeply imprinted in my mind. Let me forget for a long time, can't forget.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancestor worship composition 3 Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. In order to pay homage to our ancestors, my parents and I went back to our hometown. The weather is sunny and the spring breeze is warm all the way, but my father seems unhappy, so I dare not be so happy. Walking carefully behind my parents, suddenly my father asked me, "Cong Cong, do you know the origin of Tomb-Sweeping Day?" I shook my head, and my father told me: In ancient times, people thought that Tomb-Sweeping Day started with solar terms. Huai Nan Zi, written by Liu An in Han Dynasty, said: "The fifteenth day after the vernal equinox refers to B, which means the wind is clear." This Tomb-Sweeping Day comes in March in spring, so it is called "March Festival". Later, the book A Hundred Questions at the Age explained: "At this time, everything grows clean and bright, so it is called Qingming." Obviously, Tomb-Sweeping Day is named for its excellent light, temperature and rainfall. Later, the emperor called this day Cold Food Festival (today's Tomb-Sweeping Day) to commemorate the loyal minister Jiezi. Over time, Tomb-Sweeping Day has become a day of ancestor worship and a traditional festival of the Chinese nation.
While speaking, I unconsciously came to my grandparents' cemetery, located in a field full of rape flowers. On the back is a high earth slope, and next to it is a crystal clear river. A row of weeping willows on the riverbank danced lightly with the spring breeze, and occasionally a few birds flew away and flew in, bringing a little vitality to the silent cemetery.
When I came to the grave, I saw the whole cemetery overgrown with weeds. A stone tablet is engraved with my grandparents' names, the time of their birth and death. I calculated that my grandparents died at a young age. According to my father, my grandparents are hardworking and kind farmers, and they are reluctant to eat and wear. The money saved is for my father's study, and he can't bear to read it when he is ill. When his father first joined the work, life was just getting better and he should have enjoyed it. Unfortunately, I was seriously ill and died. Seeing the scene in front of me, my mood became dull. No wonder Du Mu said in his poem that "pedestrians on the road want to break their souls". My parents quietly pulled the weeds from the grave, and so did I. Although I have never seen my grandparents, two lines of sad tears still shed unwillingly.
The weeds have been cleared, and my father ordered paper money. The red flame reflected my father's face. My father stared at the pieces of paper money for mourning, which turned yellow in the fire, rolled up and turned gray, and tears or sweat flowed down his cheeks. I knelt on the ground silently, kowtowing respectfully to my grandparents for three times, and secretly vowed in my heart: I must live up to my grandparents and not let their hard work be in vain.
Although it didn't rain in Tomb-Sweeping Day this year, people on the road wanted to die.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancestor worship composition 4 "It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls ..." Every year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, people meditate on this ancient poem to express their memory of their ancestors. Today is the second day in Tomb-Sweeping Day. My father drove us back to our hometown to worship our ancestors.
Back to the countryside, after breakfast, we forgot to rest, so we took all the sacrifices and went up the mountain to worship our ancestors together.
After walking for about an hour, we came to the place where we worshipped our ancestors. But at first glance, the mountains are full of weeds and small trees. So everyone put down their things, uncle took a sickle to cut weeds, father and grandfather picked up hoes and shoveled young trees and weeds by roots. My mother and I also rolled up our sleeves and pulled out the weeds one by one. Everyone is working hard, working hard. After about an hour, all the weeds were finally cleaned up. Then dad and grandpa shoveled a lot of turf. We took turns to lay turf on the mountain grave, put it in order, then put paper on it, finally pressed it with turf, and finally made it. Next, we put the sacrifice in front of the grave, and grandpa took out candles and incense and lit them, then gave them to us. We kowtowed separately, and then put incense and candles in front of the grave. We also put a lot of paper money on candles and lit them with fire, so that our ancestors can use the money. Mother murmured: "ancestors! You must bless Jun Jun's study and progress. Our whole family must be healthy and work smoothly. " Then dad set off a bunch of big firecrackers. After the worship, grandpa put out the fire, packed up the things, and we went down the mountain with baskets.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancestor worship composition 5 "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village. " Everyone knows that this is an ancient poem Qingming written by Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Today is April 5, and my father said early in the morning, "Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived. It is the custom of our Chinese nation to pay homage to our ancestors." I proudly said, "Who doesn't know! As if you knew. " Mom and I, echoing each other from afar, made dad afraid to say a word.
My family of eight came to the ancestral grave. Aunt and mother carefully pulled up the weeds on the ancestral grave, and then put some fruits, vegetables and tea cups in front of the tombstone. At the same time, Dad and Uncle lit firecrackers, and Grandpa and Grandma lit some incense. My sister and I followed the example of grandparents and bowed without saying anything. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I murmured in my heart, "I will study hard and be admitted to the university in the future, so that I can be worthy of our ancestors." I know it's no use just talking and not doing. I have to act. Finally, uncle took out the wine, poured it into a small teacup, and then poured it on the ground in front of the tombstone.
After paying homage to our ancestors, our family embarked on the road home. On the way, I thought to myself, "I want to study hard, be a useful person when I grow up, and honor my elders."
Tomb-Sweeping Day's Sacrifice to Ancestors Composition 6 "It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls ..." Every year in this solar term, we will meditate on this poem by Du Mu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, to express our feelings for our ancestors.
On this day, we will come to the grave, place a bunch of flowers, burn some paper money, express our thoughts and blessings to our loved ones, and silently pray for them in our hearts, wishing them a happy life on the other side of heaven. At this time, we can't help but think of the years they spent with us, and those pictures seem to be still vivid. I can't help crying at the thought of them.
The scenery of spring in the distance caught my eye. Birds are singing spring sonatas, the mountains are pink and green, and golden rape flowers are everywhere. "Young buds blow leaves", green buds grow out, and everything is full of spring and recovery. This is a season full of expectations and blessings. During the Qingming Festival, on such a special day, while remembering the past, we should also be full of hope for the future, cherish life, make our life more meaningful, and don't waste such a beautiful life. We should have a new understanding of life and make every day full, so that we will not regret ourselves and be worthy of others.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancestor worship composition 7 The annual Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived again. Pedestrians have appeared at the crossroads and started to burn paper money for their deceased relatives. However, I think we should use another way to pay homage to our dead relatives-flowers instead of paper money; Use incense instead of firecrackers. I say this because burning things will produce carbon dioxide, which is another kind of harm to the environment. My family carried out a "reform" in this year's sacrificial activities.
When we got up early in the morning, we took flowers prepared by our mother to pay homage to my beloved grandfather. Along the way, I saw many uncles and aunts who worked in a foreign land like my father, and they all came to pay homage to their loved ones. After a long journey, we finally came to grandpa's grave. Looking at grandpa's grave, I remembered the photos with grandpa. My eyes are getting wet, and tears are swirling in my eyes. I tried not to let it flow. I don't think grandpa wants me to cry, and neither does everyone. After lunch, we walked back from our hometown. Along the way, I saw many pedestrians are very sad, like eggplant beaten by frost, heartbroken. I think this is a sentence from Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die." What you want to express.
On this sad festival, the whole city presents a sad scene. ...
Tomb-Sweeping Day ancestor worship composition 8 April 5th, is Tomb-Sweeping Day. At eight o'clock in the morning, my parents and I went back to our hometown by car to pay homage to our grandparents.
The cemetery is located in Houshan, west of Puzha Village, a town belonging to Leizhou City. Walking into the cemetery in the back hill is like entering a fairyland, where there are lush trees and several bamboo shoots grow on Gong Zu's grave. We hoed the grave, cleaned up the dead wood on the grave, paid homage to our ancestors, and went down the mountain to visit grandma. My grandmother's grave is on a high mountain with narrow roads and overgrown weeds. My mother told me that my grandmother was a very amiable old man. My father, who was brought up by her, died ten years ago ... In front of my grandmother's grave, we arranged the offerings prepared in advance, put on tea and wine, lit incense, and the ancestor worship ceremony began. First of all, the adults burned the paper money, TV sets, watches, clothes and radios they brought to their grandparents' milk. Then, we knelt in front of the grave, kowtowed to Gongzuzu Milk, and told Gongzuzu Milk that we came to see you and brought you gifts and food. Please enjoy. Finally, we set off firecrackers, sprinkled tea and wine on the grave, and looked at the affable photos of Zunai engraved on the tombstone. We seem to be standing in front of the grandfathers' milk, looking at their loving eyes and listening to their teachings ... After paying homage to our ancestors, we went down the mountain.
Another Tomb-Sweeping Day reminds me of Du Mu's famous sentence, "It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls ..."
The ancestor worship ceremony was over, and we reluctantly left the Houshan cemetery. Grandfather, I will visit you every year today!
This is a happy day and a meaningful day.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's ancestor worship composition 9 Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day, and my family and I are going to pay homage to my grandmother.
After breakfast, my father and I came out and found a little light rain. It was really "rainy in Qingming Festival!"
Dad and I came out, and of course, my aunt. On the second trip, I was very excited to hear that my sister-in-law might come, because my sister might come, which was not what I expected, but she was a little carsick, so when there was a little way left, we walked, and the road was not too far.
We took the path, and the country road was muddy but beautiful after the rain. Raindrops on our cheeks are cold, as if singing a song. We walked and enjoyed the scenery: the path was full of colorful flowers, and they were competing for each other, one more beautiful than the other. It won't be long before it is over.
Let's worship our ancestors first. It's a little high. I struggled to climb up. Where is the earth grave? It just rained, so it was slippery. I almost fell. Luckily, my sister helped me. We burned some paper for Master first, and then set off a string of firecrackers to ward off evil spirits.
It's time to worship my grandmother's ancestors. Grandma's grave is very beautiful. There are two small green pine trees on it. There is a golden rape flower in front of the ground. There are a few drops of crystal dew on the leaves of rape flowers. There is also a ditch across the grave. There is also a clear and insightful brook fish swimming under the ditch. Next, we went to my uncle's house.
There are many bees in my uncle's house, flying around the yard, which is very scary. I covered my head with clothes and ran, but my sister was still across the street, afraid to come. Finally my aunt wrapped her up.
Is my Tomb-Sweeping Day interesting?
Today, my family went to visit the grave in Chenxi, Wang Anping, my hometown. After about an hour and a half's drive, we arrived in Wang Anping. We bought guns, sacrifices, incense and paper money for the old lady. Because it rained lightly for a few days and there was a lot of mud on the country road, we all put on rain boots when we went up the mountain. The scenery along the way is beautiful! There are golden rape flowers, bright flowers, colorful butterflies ——————— and I hear birds singing! I think the air in the country is much better than that in the city, and it is not as polluted as in the city. After walking for 20 minutes, we came to the old lady's grave. I took out the paper money, put it in the fire, and made three obeisances to the old lady, hoping that she would bless everyone's safety and health! I saw my father hanging lanterns of various colors and white cotton swabs on the branches in front of the grave. I thought: why do you want to hang these for your dead relatives? My mother told me, "This is our custom here." I found the old lady's grave surrounded by lush pine trees, very beautiful! I asked my mother, "Why are there so many pine trees!" "Because pine trees symbolize evergreen ancient trees and good feng shui, grandpa bought this cemetery for the old lady." "Oh!" At this moment, I heard a loud bang, which scared me to cover my ears. Looking around, it turned out that the old man was firing! Mother told me that we must burn all the paper money before we can go, otherwise it will cause a mountain fire.
Now, I know that Tomb-Sweeping Day is one of the most traditional festivals in China. Tomb-Sweeping Day hangs relatives mainly to let the living remember their dead relatives. So, I'm going to visit the old lady's grave in Tomb-Sweeping Day next year!
Tomb-Sweeping Day's composition on ancestor worship 1 1 Yesterday, my parents and I went back to our hometown to visit the grave. Along the way, the spring is beautiful, the sun is shining, the tender wheat fields, golden rape flowers, pink peach blossoms and snow-white pear flowers. What a beautiful spring!
When we arrived at the cemetery, we got off the bus. My mother took out the prepared snacks and fruits, and my father followed with a shovel. The family went to visit the grave together. Grave-sweeping activities may be interesting. When we came to the ancestral grave, my father mowed the grass and added soil. In a short time, the overgrown graves were cleaned up a lot. Mother took out the prepared offerings and put them in front of the grave, lit firecrackers and burned a lot of paper money. I asked my mother curiously what she was doing. Mom said that these offerings are for ancestors, paper money is for ancestors, and firecrackers are used to wake them up. I laughed at them after listening, just like singing opera. Finally, we kowtowed to our ancestors in turn.
After sweeping the grave, we were all exhausted. But this day is really meaningful. Tomb-Sweeping Day, a traditional festival, has added a little respect to my ancestors.