Whether you are in school or entering society, everyone must have been exposed to composition. Compositions can be divided into time-limited compositions and non-time-limited compositions according to different writing time limits. So how to write a good composition? The following is a collection of Qingming Festival composition examples (selected 15 articles) that I have collected for you. You are welcome to learn from and refer to them. I hope they will be helpful to you. Qingming Festival Composition 1

"It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die." On Qingming Festival, we came to the cemetery to visit the grave of my grandfather who had just passed away.

Walking up the steps, I silently chanted "Namo Amitabha" in my heart, which was taught to me by my elders to express my inner piety. Soon, we came to my grandfather's tomb, and my mood became... Become solemn.

With tears in his eyes, Dad first pushed the soil on Grandpa’s grave, then cleared the weeds, and then placed two small wreaths on the grave. Grandma placed sacrificial food on the stone table in front of the tomb, and lit candles and incense. We faced Grandpa's tombstone and worshiped one after another. I knelt on the ground, and I couldn't help but think of my grandfather's kind smile, and my eyes became moist.

Grandma cried bitterly, crying until the sky was dark. The sound was heartbreaking. My brother and I carefully lifted Grandma up and sighed in unison. The next step is to burn the paper money. We carefully made the tin foil into a bulging ingot shape and stacked it in the iron basin. Grandma also put Grandpa’s personal belongings beside him and lit them on fire. A small fire burned quickly, and then the wind spread upwards, swallowing up all the paper money and clothes. A gust of wind blew, and the ashes were blown higher and higher. I believe it is floating towards Grandpa in heaven.

We bowed three times in front of Grandpa’s tombstone again, and we left with a heavy heart. Qingming Festival Composition 2

Today, we packed Qingming fruits. Why is it called Qingming Fruit? Because it is a fruit packaged during the Qingming Festival, it is called the Qingming Fruit. It symbolizes the reunion of the dead people with our family, so it is also called the reunion fruit.

During the Qingming Festival, our whole family goes to visit graves. When I came to my wife's grave, I took out a newspaper, spread it on the ground, knelt on it, and bowed a few times. Then we started burning paper and copper coins, setting off deafening firecrackers and colorful fireworks?

When I got home, I sat quietly on the sofa and recalled the day's events. Because I missed the dead, I inevitably felt a little sad. Thinking of how doting and loving my wife was to me during her lifetime, my eyes became moist without realizing it, and my tears were rolling. Finally, I couldn't bear it any longer, and big tears fell down. I burst into tears, and my sister rushed over to comfort me and said to me: "Don't be sad, the dead will not come back to life. It is normal for you to cry, because you miss your dead family members, and everyone else will feel the same." It's like this. It's like: "It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and people on the road feel like they are dying." "When I heard my sister say this, I immediately stopped sobbing, burst into laughter, and listened intently to my sister's poems and legends about the Qingming Festival. Qingming Festival Composition 3

Today is April 5th—— On Qingming Festival, my mother-in-law, grandpa, second aunt and I went to Guang'an to visit graves together. The weather on this day was a bit gloomy, as if it was going to rain. It reminded me of the poem "Rains fall heavily during Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die." Poetry. Along the way, I saw many people holding chrysanthemums, firecrackers, ghost coins... some things burned to the ancestors, and my father and I were looking for the graves of our ancestors. There were so many graves there.

After arriving at the ancestor’s grave, we first burned incense, and then burned the prepared ghost coins to the ancestor. May the ancestor get a lot of money in the kingdom of heaven, buy things for himself to eat, and buy his own clothes. Buy a car and drive...and other things to buy. The following are the procedures for visiting the grave every year: 1. Burning incense and some things for the kingdom of heaven. 4. Burning whips. It’s a kind of memorial for relatives.

During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die. This sentence comes to my ears again. Whenever I think of this poem, I will think of those who have left. Our relatives who have gone to heaven can't help but think of them and their kindness to us. Although these people have left us, we will visit them every April 4th and visit their graves. It can be regarded as a kind of expression of grief! Qingming Festival Composition 4

Qingming Festival is one of the important traditional festivals in our country. It is the custom and custom to pay homage to ancestors before and after Qingming Festival.

On April 3rd, my father, mother, uncle and grandpa and I also went home to see and pay homage to my dear and missing grandma! And great-grandpa, great-grandma and the others!

I brought my grandma a lot of delicious snacks and fruits from home! At the market, I picked out the gold coins for my grandma and the coins they used there! Bring my aunt’s noodles made from flour, which come in three colors: white, yellow, and green! This is a must-have item for visiting the tomb during the traditional Qingming Festival in my hometown, as a memorial food! A bamboo strip is tied with paper ribbons cut by my mother in four colors: yellow, green, pink, and white. They are inserted on the grave and float in the wind! Send our long thoughts to the grandma and the others over there!

Together we planted small green cypress trees at the four corners of the tomb, just like four soldiers, standing guard for grandma at all times! Remove the weeds on the grave to prevent the weeds from growing up and allowing rainwater to seep down! After we finished the work, we all knelt there and burned the paper money we brought, so that grandma and the others could live a richer life! Grandma, grandpa, and grandma, although you are no longer here, we still love you and miss you all the same! Remember your love, your diligence, your kindness, and your sincere teachings! Qingming Festival Composition 5

As the saying goes: "It rains heavily during Qingming Festival." But this year's Qingming Festival is a sunny day. Our family went to the public to sweep graves

Walking on the street next to the cemetery. There is grass all around, and occasionally there are a few tall and tall trees standing on the street. But the most charming thing is the rapeseed flowers in the field. The green leaves hold up the delicate flowers, making the rapeseed flowers particularly conspicuous. The pale yellow flowers seem to have a refreshing fragrance. Blowing in the breeze, the flower branches are swaying, and those yellow smiling faces seem to be nodding to us. No matter how sad you are when you come out of the cemetery, your mood will definitely feel much better when you see them!

When you enter the cemetery, you can see all kinds of people. Some place flowers and offerings on tombstones. Some had very sad expressions and bowed deeply to the tombstone. Others sobbed while washing away the dust on the tombstones with water. Mom said that this is the real grave sweeping, which means cleaning the tombstones.

Like many people, we put paid-duty flowers on the tombstone in numbers 100 and 100. The flowers are still buds and the guild has grown up slowly, but they represent our longing for our grandmother. Looking at the tombstone, I have a strange feeling in my heart. Maybe it is nostalgia. Seeing how serious my mother was, I didn't dare to be careless and bowed deeply.

Later, grandpa took the ingots he folded and burned them. Afraid that the old grandmother would not have enough, she folded a few more belts, came to the big stove, and put the ingot man into the stove. With a slight "squeak" sound and a wave of heat, the ingot turned into ashes. Qingming Festival Composition 6

On Saturday, our family went to our hometown to visit the graves of our ancestors.

When I got to the hillside where the ancestral graves were located, I picked up the broom and swept away all the fallen leaves and other garbage around the ancestral graves. Then he picked up the rag, dipped it in water, and wiped the tombstone carefully. After some vigorous wiping, the tombstones of our ancestors were as spotless and bright as new. Not long after, we swept the ancestral graves. After we paid our respects, we walked back to our hometown to have lunch.

After eating the delicious lunch, I lay on the bed and couldn’t help but think: Qingming Festival is a festival to worship ancestors, which is what we all should do. We should praise those who sweep the tombs, but we can’t come even if we want to. They should also be praised. But I never thought that grave sweepers should be criticized and condemned! Have you ever thought about how much contribution your ancestors have made? Our ancestors left land for us, allowing us to build houses and farm... Have you ever thought that if there were no ancestors, there would be no us? The contribution of our ancestors is indispensable! But now some people have no idea of ??sweeping the graves of their deceased ancestors during the Qingming Festival, leaving their deceased ancestors alone and letting weeds grow over the graves. Shouldn't such people be condemned?

It’s another Qingming Festival, and I can’t help but think of Du Mu’s famous saying “It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and people on the road want to die...” Qingming Festival Composition 7

Qingming is here It has become popular in the distant Zhou Dynasty. Poets and lyricists of all dynasties have described the grand occasion of Qingming Festival. Since ancient times, people have left many customs on Qingming Festival. I also found some information about Qingming Festival.

Sweeping tombs during the Qingming Festival to recall ancestors has a long history and has become a custom. Tomb-sweeping is also called tomb-sweeping, sacrificial sweeping, and grave-visiting.

The purpose of sweeping tombs during the Qingming Festival is because the Waking of Insects and the Spring Equinox have passed, the ice and snow have melted, and vegetation has sprouted. People think about the tombs of their ancestors, whether foxes and rabbits have burrowed through them, and whether they will collapse due to the arrival of the rainy season. Therefore, when visiting the tombs, they Clear weeds, trim branches, add a few shovels of soil to the grave; on the other hand, prepare some sacrifices, burn a few pieces of paper money, hang some notes on the branches, and hold a simple sweeping ceremony to express memory of the deceased. .

People are willing to pick a few wild flowers and put them on their heads when they are sweeping graves or returning home from an outing, and they are willing to fold a few willow sticks and insert them in front of and behind their houses. It is said that this custom is to commemorate the founder of farmers, Shennong, who "taught the people how to farm". Later, it gradually developed into a wish to commemorate and hope for longevity. The custom of wearing willows was eliminated, but inserting willows became popular and became the Arbor Day for spring afforestation in my country.

There are also many traditional and colorful cultural and sports activities spread around the Qingming Festival, such as tug-of-war, swinging, kite flying, equestrianism, cockfighting and other activities. The customs of the Qingming Festival are rich and colorful, and there are many records from the past dynasties. The poet's works in the Qingming Dynasty are even more spectacular and unforgettable. I know that Qingming is both a solar term and a traditional festival. Qingming Festival Composition 8

The Qingming Festival on April 4 is a traditional festival in my country. Whenever this festival comes, I will think of the poem "Qingming" written by Du Mu: During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die. On this day, people all over the country go to visit the graves of their deceased relatives. Families want to get together, pay homage to their ancestors, sweep their tombs, or go on a youth tour.

On this day, my father, mother and relatives went to the cemetery to visit the graves of my deceased great-grandfather and grandmother. We also went hiking with incense and paper money. Grandma also bought a bouquet of flowers. With sadness, we placed flowers in front of the graves of the great-grandfather and great-grandmother. Looking at the tombstones of the deceased great-grandfather and great-grandmother, my mother and I felt a little sad. My father told me that the great-grandfather was a kind man and the great-grandmother was a kind person. Dad used red paint to trace the words on the tombstones of the great-grandfather and great-grandmother again. I silently told my grandpa and grandma in my heart: I have grown up and am in fourth grade. How great it would be if you, grandpa and grandma, were still alive now! I also saw some people burning paper money and others crying. At this time, grandpa also started to burn paper money, and dad quickly ran over to help grandpa burn paper money. After burning the paper money, grandma offered a glass of wine, and together we bowed deeply in front of my grandpa’s grave and said, “I wish my grandpa and grandma will bless our family in peace and safety in heaven.”

How much I like Qingming Festival. Because on this day, you can give some gifts to your deceased relatives to show your respect for them. Qingming Festival Composition 9

Today is the annual Qingming Festival, and our whole family went to visit the graves of my great-grandfather and great-grandmother.

As soon as I entered the cemetery, wow, it was densely packed with people, and people came to worship everywhere. I saw that the expressions on the faces of the adults were so serious, only the young and ignorant children still had bright smiles on their faces. Some people were holding flowers, some were carrying paper money, some were carrying "villas" and "cars", some were carrying fruits and food, and some were buying firecrackers... They all expressed their feelings in different ways. Feelings of remembrance for deceased loved ones.

We followed grandpa up the steps. Both sides of the steps were planted with tall, green pines and cypresses, like rows of soldiers guarding their homes. When I climbed halfway up the mountain, I was so tired that I couldn't help but ask my grandpa: "Grandpa, how far is it?" "Almost there," grandpa replied, panting. After crawling for a while, we finally arrived. Grandpa took out the rag. I asked curiously: "Grandpa, what are you doing with the rag?" "The rag is used to wipe tombstones and cemeteries." After that, I started wiping hard. After wiping, flowers, snacks and fruits were presented, and paper money was burned. After burning the paper money, we began to kowtow in worship. When it was my turn to kowtow, I begged my wife: bless our family to be healthy and safe, and bless me to take my studies to the next level.

After sweeping the tomb, we started on our way home while admiring the scenery. Qingming Festival Composition 10

It’s Qingming Festival again, also called Grave Sweeping Festival, which is the day when we pay homage to our dead relatives and visit their graves.

I got up very early today because I was going to the countryside to visit my grandpa’s grave. Grandpa’s grave is in a county next to us. It took about an hour by car. I was swaying all the way and I arrived before I knew it. Car, wow! There are so many people! People from the county town and the countryside all gathered together today.

We first went to the street to buy some small paper works and then went up the mountain. It is said that it rains heavily during the Qingming Festival. This year's Qingming Festival is different. The sun is shining brightly. You can see the ancestral graves on the mountain from a long way away. We went to the grandfather's grave first. Above, according to our custom here, we must first remove the weeds next to the tomb, and then perform the ancestor worship ceremony. Since this year the government stipulates that we cannot light incense and burn paper on the mountain to avoid causing fires, so we just symbolically put pressure on the tomb. We bought some paper money and surrounded the tomb with the azaleas we picked by ourselves.

After sweeping Grandpa’s grave, we have to sweep Grandpa’s grave again. We have to climb a mountain to get there. Grandpa died of illness, so he was quite young. When we got to Grandpa’s grave, Grandma Thinking of many past events about my grandpa, we burst into tears. Affected by her, everyone couldn't help but feel a little sad. We also cleaned grandpa's grave, pressed it with incense paper, and went down the mountain.

This day’s tomb-sweeping activity ended like this. Although it was a bit difficult to climb the mountain, I still followed the team and successfully completed the activity. I like Qingming Festival. Qingming Festival Composition 11

"Rust, rustle..." Listen, it's raining outside the window. The raindrops are like crystal pearls, falling on the window, like drops of tears, falling on the ground and turning into puddles. Today is Qingming Festival, but it is drizzling. I. My brother and mother took their uncle's car and drove to the foot of the mountain. After getting out of the car, everyone held umbrellas. The colorful umbrellas look particularly dazzling in the dream of rain. The raindrops fell on the umbrella and gradually fell on our bodies. Our hands, shoes, and whole bodies were covered with water, making people feel chilly. The mountain road is full of mud, and the surface of everyone's shoes is "covered" with a layer of yellow mud.

When we came to the tomb, the rain became heavier and heavier, and there were more and more people. The younger brothers and sisters were really ignorant, so they just squeezed in so that they could burn paper money. When they squeezed, all the rainwater from the umbrella spilled on me, and I really became a drowned rat. Finally it was my turn to burn the paper money. I picked up the paper money and started burning it. Before I could burn another piece of paper money, the fire had already been extinguished by the rain.

I was angry, my feet were really itchy, and I really wanted to kick the pile of burned paper money away.

When I went down the mountain, I was covered in water, even in my shoes. This Tomb-Sweeping Festival lacks fun, thoroughfares, and the joy of the sun; this Tomb-Sweeping Festival can only be said to be "unlucky!" Qingming Festival Composition 12

Maybe everyone has heard this ancient saying Famous saying: "It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying." This year, the rain during the Qingming Festival came earlier and heavier than usual.

Listening to the rain on the eve of Qingming Festival, it seems that the rain has changed its flavor. The small rain in the past now has a fierce and urgent sound. It's like a person with a good temper suddenly becomes full of anger. Thinking of the clear rain the year before last, how can we not miss it? Why is it so rough nowadays?

The sound of rain was once beautifully described as a heartbeat, but now this healthy heartbeat has become the manic and disorderly beating of a heart patient. The sound of rain was once lyrically described as the tears of the sky, but now it is as unattractive as the foaming at the mouth of a group of scolding shrews...

The sound of rain, the spirit of the earth, has deteriorated in this way. In this small space where even lightning becomes thin, human beings are deprived of their visual enjoyment, and their auditory enjoyment is also ruthlessly deprived.

In fact, rain is aggrieved. When it comes from the sky, it is originally pure and original. It is always rushing, rustling, or pattering, silently. When the soft rain flows silently into the green grass, it is like a good girl expressing her innocence with moonlight. When the heavy rain falls on the mountain, that heroic voice sounds like a chivalrous woman.

In the sound of rain on the eve of the Qingming Festival, I seemed to understand something: Facing the sound of rain, the soft rain has long been a thing of the past. We should work hard to prevent the rough rain from returning to the next one. The eve of Qingming Festival. Tomb-Sweeping Day Composition 13

Another Tomb-Sweeping Day, the night before, I vaguely heard the call of the departed heroes, are they missing us again? Looking at the stone tablets one after another, I also looked at some graves without tablets among them - the deeds of heroes cannot be expressed with tablets, let alone an earthen grave. It seems that they want to make the martyrs understand the greatness and importance of their achievements. Yes, their achievements are infinite, and the tombs may then symbolize them.

When we remember heroes, we must remember them. Their blood is always directly proportional to our light. Without the former, there is no latter. We really cannot use words to describe the greatness. Sorry, heroes!

With blurred tears, I looked at those names that deserved to be immortalized in history. The fighting and shouting of the past seemed to come to mind again, and the blood kept flowing to the grave. Warriors under the black soil, are you still worried about winning the battle? Are you still worried about the invaders? Are you still holding a steel gun and glaring at the enemy? No, no, heroes, rest in peace and rest in peace. The world has become stable and peaceful. I think every hero must have a smile on his face. For peace and dignity, they sacrificed too much. How can we repay them? How to compensate? !

The bright sunshine reflects their somewhat mature yet immature faces. They will always be great! Martyrs, have you seen it? The flame of prosperity of the motherland will never cease to extinguish, the saying that greatness creates greatness will never be wrong, and the red star will always shine in the east of the world. Qingming Festival Composition 14

This is the festival I am most looking forward to! So I remember it best.

Every year during Qingming Festival, my family is particularly lively. On Qingming Day, uncles and aunts in the family who have not seen each other for a long time will come here. These relatives and friends who are far away from overseas will also come back at this time, bringing their children with them to bring peace to a home that has been quiet for a long time. Much energy. At this time, we children will also learn from the adults to visit and talk about friendship.

The noon of Qingming Festival is the busiest time for adults! The items for sacrifice were prepared and placed on plates. They were extremely rich. We children followed the adults to the ancestral hall and learned to worship our ancestors like little adults. After all the etiquette was completed, we couldn't wait to pack up the animals and go home. Then he sat at the dining table and waited for the "delicious food" brought by the adults. He "wolfed it down" and refused to leave the table until his stomach was full.

The highlight of the Qingming Festival is on stage. A large group of our whole family, old and young, invited us together, carrying bottles, bags, fireworks and ribbons, and headed straight to the mountain in a mighty way. Along the way, you can enjoy the most original scenery, breathe the fresh mountain air, tractors drive on uneven mountain roads, and you can see people busy burning incense for their ancestors everywhere.

Back home, the mothers began to prepare spring rolls again. Turnips, cabbage, lentils, squid, and pork belly are rolled into a piece of film and you’re ready to eat!

The Qingming Festival always makes me think about it for a long time!

The Qingming Festival sometimes makes people sad, but sometimes it also brings joy. Qingming Festival Composition 15

Today is Qingming Festival, a traditional Chinese tomb-sweeping festival. My father drove grandma, mother, me, and my brother back to our hometown in Xianyou. My hometown is on a big mountain near Xianyou County. After an hour of driving around the mountain, we finally arrived at our destination - the familiar hometown in my dream.

As soon as we got off the car, we smelled a fresh countryside atmosphere. Surrounded by green mountains, the whole countryside looked so peaceful. We walked for a few minutes and saw an old house built of mud. This was the place where grandpa, grandma, and dad used to live. Now only grandma Zeng and grandpa Zeng live there. As soon as we entered the door, we saw Grandpa Zeng and Grandma Zeng. They were both elderly people. When they saw us arriving, smiles broke out on their wrinkled faces. After greeting Grandpa Zeng and Grandma Zeng, we were going to visit Grandpa’s grave. We climbed up the hillside behind the house. The spring is bright, the sun is shining brightly, and things are starting to get busy on both sides of the path. There are green grass showing their little heads, busy ants are in the Spring Festival, spring bamboo shoots also quietly poke their little heads out, the mountain path is really interesting, for a while the chickens and ducks are playing with us, and for a while the lambs and puppies are playing. Race with us. The green wheat fields and golden rapeseed flowers in the distance add bright colors to the spring in my hometown. After a while, we came to my grandfather’s tomb. My father took my mother and I to bow three times to my grandfather’s tombstone seriously.

How I wish my grandpa was still alive with us and enjoying this wonderful life with us.