Southeast Network reporter Ye She
May the breeze bring greetings and place our infinite thoughts on the revolutionary ancestors; May the drizzle pay tribute to our infinite memory of the revolutionary ancestors.
Monument stands at your feet, looking up at the towering monument, immortal two golden characters, shining the glory of heroes, heroes who sacrificed for the country and the nation will live in the hearts of the people forever, and their souls will be immortal.
Tomb-Sweeping Day worships ancestors, spreads human feelings, sends grief, and is not extravagant and superstitious. He passed on his legacy to future generations, and his ancestors comforted him.
The weather is beautiful, the grass is tender, the mountains are beautiful and feel new, and the wilderness is a pile of soil. I have lived here for generations, and the scenery is good during the Qingming period. The world of yin and yang is really wonderful. Old friends are gone forever, don't forget to improve the past.
The soul of the nation, the feeling of moving, the thought of Qingming, the heart of gratitude, remembering the glorious history of the martyrs, thinking about the martyrs with heart, carrying forward the national culture, remembering the excellent traditions forever, the descendants of the dragon are passionate, thanking the ancestors and remembering the truth.
Qingming Festival to worship ancestors, my mind is full of thoughts. Standing in front of the grave with tears, I remembered the infinite past. Yellow flower sake was placed in front of the tomb, and a few incense sticks were lit to pray. Enjoy peace under the grave, and future generations will be blessed. Labor day greetings
Running water and sunset will last forever, while spring breeze and sunset will make people think. The beautiful scenery is good, and the moon and stars are rare. The surname is in the name, but the person is not. I miss my relatives, but I can't see them A gentle breeze makes Mabel Miao, and the bright moon leisurely reflects the cemetery. I was too sad to move, and two lines of tears filled my chest.
Pears are in full bloom, and they are looking for spring together in Los Angeles. A breeze brushed my cheek, and three feet of apricot altar opened new flowers. The green grass smiled and sang many songs. Laugh and watch the sunset step on the sunset. Wanliu is an warbler.
Qingming breeze, carrying infinite grief, blows through the valley where you sleep; Qingming drizzle, full of affectionate memories moisten the soil under your feet; Qingming flowers, bearing silent sacrifices, pray that you can rest in peace in heaven!
During the Qingming Festival, it rained in front of the tomb, and relatives remembered their old friends. During the Qingming period, the weather is fine, and text messages can also mourn the old friends.
There are always some flowers in Qingming Festival. These mellow and sad flowers in the image world will cry as soon as they open their eyes and close their eyes. Maybe this rain is just a catharsis of my endless sadness. After venting, everything is fine.
Tomb-Sweeping Day again. Where do you mourn?
We came to Nanshan Temple Martyrs Cemetery with a sad and heavy heart to remember the soldiers who died heroically for the liberation of the motherland and the people's peace and pay tribute to their great achievements.
The moon in the sky is round and the moon on the earth is half. The meeting between you and me is a kind of fate. Cause and effect, dreams change, my world is wonderful because of you. Memories of the past, beautiful memories, have always remained in my mind. May you be as happy as heaven! Team slogan
Chinese civilization has a long history and has been passed down for five thousand years. Now, we should constantly strive for self-improvement, keep in mind the legacy of martyrs, pursue scientific development and rejuvenation, and create harmony in spiritual civilization. The descendants of the Chinese people are rejuvenating the country, and the ancestors are laughing in Jiuquan.
Today, I went to see my mother. Because only my lover was by my side, I didn't care and cried again. My lover makes me cry, and he knows that making me cry is the greatest comfort to me.
Mom has been gone for fourteen years, and I still can't accept the fact. All I know is that she hasn't come back from a business trip.
During the Qingming Festival, sacrifices are busy and drizzle is sad. Chrysanthemums are everywhere, and the breeze can't wipe a thousand lines of tears. My ancestors taught me in my ear, and I will not forget it when I bow down. I only wish the kingdom of heaven is healthy, the world is happy and everlasting.
Qingming drizzle basks in Kun, and pedestrians in the suburbs want to break their souls. Tears are rolling in my heart, and my grave is full of collapse. It used to be family fun, but now it's tears. The living will never forget their roots and always remember the kindness of their ancestors.
Liu Yi has done it, and the mountains and rivers are clear; A few yellow flowers are dedicated to the ancestors, never forgetting; Xiao Feng waning moon impermanence, a pot of turbid drunk; If you can't bear to look back, then look back and grasp today's spring. Qingming take care of yourself!
The suffering of life is like a relay race, with a stick that never stops. In the face of these, we must have an optimistic attitude. Let me give you hope and strength, let us support each other and walk hand in hand!
Misty love, rain and fog for a year. Lin Fei was in a blue mood, and infinite love flocked to rock and roll.
Whenever this day comes, it will always remind people of some things in the past, and the dead people are loaded with countless thoughts. If you are really good to him/her, please be happy!
Life is actually very fragile, as fragile as ceramics. What has passed away has become the past after all, and there is no need to be silent in the past. There is no need to feel the impermanence of life, impermanence is true. You'd better live well.
I have to admit that the fragility of life can't stand our repeated tests. Life or death may be predestined. The dead are like this, and the living are silent for this. Silence is the greatest respect for the dead.
Qingming is the spirit of martyrs, once again washing our hearts. Qingming is the story of martyrs, which once again strengthened our journey. Qingming is the soul of martyrs, and once again blessed our peace.
Clouds fly in the clear sky, spring rain is like tea at night, and my heart is still swinging.
This is a special day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, bearing countless thoughts. If you are really good to him/her, please be happy!
Time waits for no one! Recalling my childhood, the happiest time is Children's Day. In ten years, it will be Youth Day, Father's Day, Old People's Day, and Tomb-Sweeping Day!
I am still a heartless daughter. I only think of her for a few days every year, and only shed a few tears for her every year. In this way, she was left there alone.
Clear year after year, year after year, caring, thinking again and again, remembering every minute. Never forget, never leave, leave, work hard and cherish for the people around you.
There are always some flowers in Qingming Festival. These mellow and sad flowers in the image world will cry as soon as they open their eyes and close their eyes. Maybe this rain is just a catharsis of my endless sadness. After venting, everything is fine.
The moon in the sky is round and the moon on the earth is half. The meeting between you and me is a kind of fate. Cause and effect, dreams change, my world is wonderful because of you. Memories of the past, beautiful memories, have always remained in my mind. May you be as happy as heaven!
Only those who have experienced life and death separation know how to love and cherish. Therefore, we living people should treat and grasp the days of getting along with others well, so that life will no longer leave regrets!