高中英语作文范文清明节:关于清明节的英语作文范文【十篇】
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【#英语资源# 导语】清明节，是中华民族最隆重盛大的祭祖大节，属于礼敬祖先、慎终追远的一种文化传统节日。以下是©文档大全网为大家精心整理的内容，欢迎大家阅读。
Tomb Sweeping Day is coming, and every family goes to the grave. This morning, I was also awakened by my parents to go to the grave for my grandparents.
Mom took out the folded paper money and put it in the prepared money bag. Dad wrote the names of grandparents on the money bag, that is to say, the "money" was prepared for grandparents.
Soon, uncle drove to pick us up. At the cemetery, many people are already sweeping the grave. There are things for selling graves next to the cemetery. Mother took the paper bag and went straight to her grandparents' cemetery. Dad brought an iron bucket (for burning paper money). Uncle took a clean rag and wiped it again and again on Grandpa's and grandma's tombstone. He was talking about something, as if he were talking to them. I don't understand. Can they hear me? Dad lit the lighter, and the paper money flew to their world in a smoke. I also told my parents, "the teacher said that you can't burn paper money for Tomb Sweeping during the Qingming Festival, which will pollute the environment." But they said, "this is the rule left by our ancestors. Burn less."
We said goodbye to them. On the way back, uncle told me that grandpa was a hard-working man
My mother and I walked to the galaxy park. When we got to the galaxy Park, the beautiful shadow of spring deeply attracted us. We walked and enjoyed the spring Galaxy park.
At this time, a smell of apricot flowers came to my face. It led me to the apricot flowers. I looked up and saw that an apricot flower happened to float above my nose in the breeze. Several trees were full of flowers. There were countless apricot flowers on the ground under the tree. Here it became a sea of flowers. I picked up the apricot flowers on the ground and lifted them in my hand. The apricot flowers flew down like white butterflies.
A spring breeze blew me into the low bushes that had just spit out my teeth. The bushes were trimmed into various shapes by the gardener, some like small pagodas, some like cuboids.
I looked up to the distance again. The sky was full of kites in different forms, some like a bear, mine like a butterfly, some like a Phoenix... Of course I didn't want to fall behind, so I quickly took out my Eagle kite and flew it.
My kite flew high. It was my happiest outing.
Linping mountain is very big and beautiful. There are many lush flowers and trees on the mountain. We have passed many beautiful scenic spots and the tomb of revolutionary martyrs. On that day, I carried a lot of snacks and water for more than ten kilometers. Although I was very tired, my mother said that I could see more scenery and breathe more fresh air. I also saw many colorful flowers, including Bauhinia, jasmine, peach... And others I didn't know.
I also went to the Donglai Pavilion on the mountain. We also climbed to the top of the building. This is a pavilion built of metal. It's very interesting. What interests me most is that Donglai pavilion looks like a maze.
I almost forgot to introduce that there are amusement parks and zoos on the Linping mountain. Unfortunately, I didn't succeed because we climbed the mountain for too long. It was evening when we arrived there. The sky was covered with dark clouds and drizzle, so we had to go home.
I'm tired and happy this time. I'll have enough next time!
After dinner, it's time to go, but why hasn't there been any movement from Mom? It turned out that my mother suddenly had another toothache and it hurt badly. My father hurried out to buy medicine, but the medicine he bought didn't seem to work. Dad said he couldn't go to play. He had to accompany his mother to see his teeth. He couldn't leave me at home alone. We had to go to the hospital with the whole family. Dad asked that several hospitals were on holiday. Finally, we went to Puxi stomatological hospital.
There are not many people in the hospital, but my mother's teeth may be really bad. The young doctor aunt said that there was no way to deal with the emergency. She just prescribed a painkiller for my mother and told my mother to go to the clinic on Saturday or Sunday. My mother is really pathetic. No wonder she insists on urging me to brush my teeth and rinse my mouth.
It was more than two o'clock in the afternoon when we got out of the hospital. We were standing on the roadside. I still wanted to go to Chongming Island, but I didn't mean to say it. My mother seemed to see my mind and told me and my father that the medicine I took when I came out had worked. At this time, my teeth don't hurt anymore. There's still some time. Otherwise, let's go to Shidongkou wharf. It's very kind of mom. We can finally go on our way. My heart has flown to Chongming Island.
"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 silently recite this poem by Du Mu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, to express our yearning for our ancestors.
On this day, we will come to the tomb, place a bunch of flowers and burn some paper money to express our thoughts and blessings to our loved ones, and silently pray for them in our hearts. We wish them to live happily and happily on the other side of heaven. At this time, we can't help but recall the years they spent with us. Those pictures seem to be still fresh in our eyes. Thinking of these, I can't help crying.
In the distance, the scenery of spring gradually came into my sight. Birds were singing the sonata of spring. The mountains were red, and there were golden cauliflower everywhere. The tender buds blew and the leaves fell, and the green tender buds grew out. Everywhere, there was a scene of spring and the recovery of all things, which announced the beginning of the new life of the deceased, a beginning full of expectations and blessings.
This is a season of spring, a season full of hope, a season for the beginning of a new life. 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.
Because my mother wasted time, we didn't start until 10:50. When we got to the exit of A30 to Binhai, the road was blocked into a parking lot. What's going on? It turned out that there were too many people visiting the tomb in Binhai ancient garden. It was already 3:00 p.m. when we arrived. I happened to take the paper to recite ancient poems 11 and 12 and recite it in the traffic jam. After reciting, I felt hungry. My mother went to buy something to eat. I eat and watch the scenery. Although the scenery in the countryside is not as beautiful as that in the city, I saw some golden rape flowers that are not in the city but in the countryside.
When we got to Binhai ancient garden, we saw the place to promote environmental protection. I asked my uncle, "can I sign it?" The uncle replied, "you can sign and take an environmental bag." After I signed my name, my mother said, "baby, write my name, too." I wrote my mother's name again. Dad called and said, "I'm visiting grandma's grave." "Let's come right away." Mother replied, "let's rent a bucket." At that time, my mother had cried. In front of grandma's tombstone, I gave grandma three incense sticks and offered grandma a bunch of flowers.
My feeling is: I was brought up by my grandmother. I miss her very much. I often go to look through the photos and videos with my grandmother when I was a child. Dad said, "through tomb sweeping, we expressed our thoughts for our ancestors and relatives and released our feelings of gratitude."
Listening to the rain on the eve of the Qingming Festival, the rain seems to have changed its taste. The previous little rain now has a fierce and urgent voice. Like a person with good temper, he suddenly becomes full of fire. How can he not be remembered when he thinks of the Qingming rain the year before last? Why is it so rude now?
The sound of rain was once beautifully described as a heartbeat, but now the healthy heartbeat has become the crazy and disorderly jumping of heart patients. The sound of rain was lyrically described as tears of the sky, but now it is aesthetically meaningless, like the flying foam of a group of abusive shrews
The sound of rain, the spirit of the earth, has deteriorated in this way. In this narrow space where even lightning has become thin, human visual enjoyment has been deprived, and the enjoyment of hearing has been ruthlessly deprived.
In fact, rain is wronged. When it comes from the sky, it is pure. The original ecology is always noisy, rustling, or pattering, speechless and silent. When the gentle rain silently flows into the green grass, it is like a good girl expressing her innocence with moonlight. When the heavy rain falls on the mountain, the heroic voice is like a chivalrous woman.
In the sound of the rain on the eve of the Qingming Festival, I seem to understand something. In the face of the sound of the rain, the soft rain has long been a thing of the past. We should make good efforts not to let the rough rain return to the next Qingming Festival again.
On that day, our family came to Wangjiang beautiful countryside to play. On that day, we took dad's car to the gate of the beautiful countryside. I looked out of the window. WOW! How beautiful! My heart is so excited that I can't wait to go in and play. We found the parking space and went to the place where we bought the ticket. The man said, "one ticket costs 20 yuan, which can be used to pay for what you buy. That is to say, if you buy something for 20 yuan, just take this ticket as money." My aunt said, "Oh, I'll buy eight tickets." We bought tickets and went in. After a short walk, I saw a direction sign that said: racetrack, Kaisen Park... My brother and I were competing to go to Kaisen park.
When I walked through the gate of the park, I saw two big dinosaurs in the distance and many playing nearby. We ran to the bumper car and said to our mother, "we're going to play this bumper car." Mom agreed, bought a ticket, and then gave it to my brother and me. Just after giving us the ticket, the round of bumper car ended. We went in, chose a purple car and started the bumper car. We've all hit other cars. It's so fun. However, the time was so fast that I had to get out of the car.
With the passage of time, the sun shifted to the west, we reluctantly left the beautiful countryside and continued to go to the movies
That day, my grandmother and I went to the river to pick wormwood. Grandma reminded me: "wormwood should be picked from the top, which is relatively tender!" I picked up a wormwood and gently folded it, and the wormwood went into the bag. After picking a large bag of wormwood, I brought an iron basin to wash the newly picked wormwood, and then my grandmother and I beat the wormwood with a rolling pin. "Dong Dong Dong..." beat ah, beat ah, the wormwood flowed out of the green grass juice. After hammering, we threw away the wormwood residue and kept the wormwood juice for standby.
Start mixing dough! I pour butter, milk, eggs and high gluten flour into an iron bowl and mix well. Then I mix the prepared wormwood juice into the mixed dough and knead and press it with my hands until the dough looks smooth. Grandma pulled the big dough into small ones and rubbed them into round ones. Grandma has already prepared all kinds of fillings: bean paste, jujube paste and pickles... I first knead the dough into a bowl, then put in the fillings I like, and then close the "bowl" of the dough like Grandma. Ha ha, so the Youth League can do well. When all the green balls were wrapped, grandma put the finished green balls on the Ruo leaves and steamed them in a steamer. After waiting for more than 20 minutes, the fragrant green ball came out of the pot.
It is because of this delicious qingtuan that I have a special love for Qingming Festival.
Today, it's the annual Qingming Festival. It doesn't rain and has a clear sky. Our family crowded very early in order to go up the mountain to visit the grave and worship my grandfather.
Along the way, the spring breeze blew and the air was fresh. We drove to the foot of the mountain. My father took out the prepared sacrificial supplies and brought my father's "engineer shovel" and hoe. The mountain road is difficult to walk. My father and I each carry the same tools. My father said that I am also a little man, and I should learn to try all kinds of appropriate labor. At the grave, my father cut down the miscellaneous trees, while I cleaned the dead branches and leaves around the grave with a hoe. My mother and sister tore up the wallpaper and hung flowers. We were busier and busier, and soon finished. Our family prays: bless our family's health. Now it's a civilized worship, so we don't set off fireworks.
Suddenly, I found some YINGSHANHONG not far from me. I stopped my mother. My mother was overjoyed. In a hurry, I picked some back in bright colors. Put it in the soil beside the grave to let Grandpa enjoy its beauty.
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