Last Qingming Festival,i return home to worship my grandfather.Qingming Festival is a folk Festival.In the past,the Qingming Festival was called "Arbor Day". But Today, Chinese visit their family graves to tend to any underbrush that has grown. Weeds are pulled, and dirt swept away, and the family will set out offerings of food and spirit money. Unlike the sacrifices at a family's home altar, the offerings at the tomb usually consist of dry, bland food. One theory is that since any number of ghosts rome around a grave area, the less appealing food will be consumed by the ancestors, and not be plundered by strangers.
With the passing of time, this celebration of life became a day to the honor past ancestors. Following folk religion, the Chinese believed that the spirits of deceased ancestors looked after the family. Sacrifices of food and spirit money could keep them happy, and the family would prosper through good harvests and more children.
去年清明节，我回家拜访我的祖父。清明节是民间的节日。过去，清明节被称作植树节。但是现在，*人去往他们的家庭墓地去看那些新生的草木。除去杂草，清理垃圾，家人也会放一些事物和冥钱之类的东西。不像家庭的家用祭坛，在目的放置的东西通常是干燥、刺激性的食物。有一种理论认为，既然一个墓穴旁边有很多鬼魂，那么缺乏吸引力的食物将会被祖先们食用，而不是被陌生人夺走。
随着时间的推移，这样的生活庆祝成了祖先光荣的日子。继承民间宗教，*人认为，死去的祖先的灵魂照顾着家人。供上一些事物和金钱可以让灵魂感到开心，家里就会有得到好运，有好收成或有更多的孩子。
"As." Today is Saturday, is also a special sacred holiday -- tomb-sweeping day.
Tomb-sweeping day, we go back to the grave. Today I again came to the ancestors of grave, ready to help them to sweep the tomb. I take the hoe, all their grave grass in addition to the light.
Also don't say, weeding is quite tired, hoe two times of rest for a while, if not *s may one day help I also don't finish.
Feel drab, grave and a slice of light, and loneliness. Then, the second day after dinner, I went to the mountains to dig a few fruit trees planted in the grave.
Tomb-sweeping day is an important festival, let us remember this sacred and special holiday! Also remember that on this day to help fathers grave!
One more thing, in this festival, people believe that you are missing! The person I miss most is my grandmother, my grandmother when I was young forever left me, how I wish she would come back to me again, this is what I miss most people, when tomb-sweeping day is the most miss you?
“清明时节雨纷纷。”今天是星期六，也是一个特别的神圣的节日——清明节。
清明节的时候，我们回去扫墓。今天我又来到了先辈的坟前，准备帮他们扫一下墓。我拿着锄头，把他们坟前的草全都除光了。
还别说，除草还挺累的，锄两下就要歇一会，如果不是大人帮忙可能一天我也除不完。
坟前一片光，感觉特单调，孤独。于是，第二天吃过晚饭后，我就跑到山上挖了几颗果树种在了坟前。
清明节是个重要的节日，让我们记住这个神圣而特别的节日吧!还要记住在这一天要帮先辈们扫墓哦!
还有一件事，在这个节日里，相信你们有思念的人吧!我最思念的人是我的外婆，外婆在我很小的时候就永远的离开了我，我多么希望她能再回到我身边，这就是我最思念的人，你们在清明节最思念谁呢?
The tomb sweeping day is one of the traditional festivals in China. On April 5th， people start to visit their ancestors’tombs.
Generally speaking， people will bring the home-made food， some fake money and paper-made mansion to their ancestors. When they start to honour their ancestor， they will light up some candles and incense， put some flowers around the tombs.
The most important thing is to put the home-made food in front of the tombs. The food， also known as sacrifices， is usually made up with a chicken， a fish and some pork. It’s a symbol of the offspring’s respect to the ancestors.
People believe that the forbears will share the food with them. The children dedicate the food and money to their forbears in order to show their love and caring. The young offspring will go down on their knees and pray for their ancestors. They can say their wishes in front of the tombs and the ancestors will make their dreams e true.
清明节是*的传统节日之一，从每年的4月5日开始，人们就开始去祭拜自我的祖先。
一般来说，人们会带一些自制的食品，冥币和祭品烧给他们的祖先。当人们开始拜祖的时候，就会点燃蜡烛和香火，在坟墓周围挂上鲜花。
最重要的事情是把祭祀的食物摆在坟墓前，这些食物，又称之为祭品，通常由一只鸡、一条鱼、一些猪肉组成，这是后代对祖先所表示的一种尊重。
人们认为老祖宗会和他们一同分享美食，后代们献上食物和钱财表示他们对先人的爱和关心，晚辈们则会跪在坟前，说出自我的心愿，向先人祷告，让祖宗保佑自我的愿望得以实现。
——清明节假期英语作文带翻译 (菁华3篇)
winter have passed, and all things recovery, at this time, the annual ching ming festival again. from the start my notebook, each of the ching ming festival this day, the mother let me put on army colored spring, with paper money, led me go.
the death of our family are buried in people biandantang hill, where very far from my house, want to switch cars several road. i remember a child, i always am glad to go上坟, because the mother at one grave money, me, and i will fill the fields and everywhere to play, until his mother put on my drag car go.
i do not know from the start when i go to play it again no longer downtown, but one after another to observe each one graves. i once found in a dilapidated graves, no traces of burnt paper money, i am very surprised that on the down, the language carefully to identify the monument, as if engraved above the so-called "life took part in fighting this war," and he was still a stranger miles! why, he should be buried in the martyrs cemetery ! why is no one above the names of relatives?
with questions about my curiosity ran to tell his mother, the mother does not rise, but slowly, said: "alas! you go get some paper money for him it!" i took over the delivery to the mother of a pile of paper money. he went to the tomb, while throwing paper money to the fire, he murmured: "no one has ever been up for your grave, you must be very lonely, and i do not know what you call not recognize you, but you year must be a hero, now has displaced bones, i burn some paper money for you now ... ... "at this time, his hands gently caught one of my shoulders, i looked back and was the mother, she gently from my hands took some paper money, threw the fire, the paper money fell fire, one, two, four ... ...
this year went to the vicinity of cemeteries, and because the mother had severe rheumatoid arthritis, she could not , and i go, she is not a person at ease. so we at outdoor money, his mother threw some paper money said: "dad! you then you! small, remote, (my uncle) with ... ..."
finally only a pile of paper money, the mother put it to me said: "little wing, do you die for that unknown person burned it, alas! did not give him strange people poor." the fire ... ... my face, my heart said: "rest in peace now! next year the ching ming festival, i must go上坟for you!" wind gust over, put the ashes of burnt paper money has been blown away ... ...
翻译：
冬天过去了，万物复苏，这时，一年一度的清明节又到了。从我记事开始，每年清明节的这一天，母亲就让我换上军色的春装，带着纸钱，领着我上坟去。
我们家去世的人都埋在扁担山，那儿离我家很远，要转好几道车。记得小时候，我总是很高兴去上坟，因为母亲在坟前一烧纸钱，就管不着我了，我便满山遍野地到处玩，直到母亲把我拖上车去。不知从什么时候开始，我去上坟不再又玩又闹了，而是逐个逐个地观察每一座坟。有一次我发现在一座破烂不堪的坟前，从来没有纸钱烧过的痕迹，我很奇怪，就弯下腰，仔细辨认碑上的文字，上面好像刻着什么“生前曾参加过抗美援朝的战斗”，而且他还是个外乡人哩!咦，他应该埋在烈士墓园吧!为什么上面没有一个亲属的名字?
我带着疑问跑去好奇地告诉母亲，母亲没有抬头，只是缓缓地说：“唉!你拿些纸钱去为他上坟吧!”我接过了母亲递来的一叠纸钱。走到了他墓前，一边往火里扔纸钱，一边喃喃地说：“从来没有人来为您上过坟，您一定很寂寞吧，我虽然不知道您叫什么，也不认识您，但您当年一定是个功臣，如今尸骨却流落他乡，我为您烧一些纸钱吧……”这时，一双手温和地扶住了我的'双肩，我回头一看，原来是母亲，她轻轻从我手中拿了一些纸钱，扔向火中，纸钱打着旋落在火中，一张，两张、四张……
今年又到清明了，由于母亲得了严重的风湿性关节炎，她不能上坟了，而我一个人去她又不放心。于是我们就在室外烧纸钱，母亲扔一些纸钱就说：“爹!您接着吧!小远(我的舅舅)拿着……”
纸钱只剩下最后一叠时，母亲把它递给我说：“小咏，你为那位死不知名的人烧吧，唉!没人给他上坟怪可怜的。”……火光映着我的脸，我在心里说：“安息吧!明年清明节时，我一定为您去上坟!”一阵风吹了过来，把纸钱烧过的灰烬吹走了……
爸爸妈妈和我回老家走清明，看到了爷爷奶奶，公公婆婆，还有很多亲人更是格外的亲热。
Mom and dad and I went back home to Qingming and saw grandparents, parents in law, and many relatives are particularly intimate.
我长大了一点，会说很多话了。会叫长辈的称唿，他们听到可高兴了，从他们的笑声中还带有几分惊讶。我还会说“谢谢###”，甜甜的、吐字不清的声音经常得到他们的表扬。
I'm a little older and I can say a lot. They are very happy to hear that. They are a little surprised from their laughter. I will also say "thank you" and their sweet, inarticulate voice is often praised.
我还得到了很多礼物，有衣服，有食物，有玩具，还有他们的爱。
I also got a lot of gifts, clothes, food, toys and their love.
The tomb sweeping day is one of the traditional festivals in China. On April 5th, people start to visit their ancestors’ tombs. Generally speaking, people will bring the home-made food, some fake money and paper-made mansion to their ancestors. When they start to honour their ancestor, they will light up some candles and incense, put some flowers around the tombs. The most important thing is to put the home-made food in front of the tombs. The food, also known as sacrifices, is usually made up with a chicken, a fish and some pork. It’s a symbol of the offspring’s respect to the ancestors. People believe that the forbears will share the food with them. The children dedicate the food and money to their forbears in order to show their love and caring. The young offspring will go down on their knees and pray for their ancestors. They can say their wishes in front of the tombs and the ancestors will make their dreams come true.In some provinces of China, people use different activities to commemorate this day, for instance, spring-outing, swinging, tree planting and making special food. One special food is Ay Tsao rice balls. It looks like Tang-yuan, but its colour is green. Mix the Ay Tsaojuice with the rice powder, then make it into small balls. The Ay Tsao rice ball is done. People believe that eating Ay Tsao rice balls can get rid of the bad luck and everything will go smoothly. Other activities such as spring outing, tree planting are the other ways to commemorate the forbears. For one thing, it is a sign that people should look into the future and embrace the hope; for another thing, we do hope our ancestor rest in peace.
清明节是*的传统节日之一。从每年的4月5日开始,人们就开始去祭拜自己的祖先。一般来说,人们会带一些自制的食品,冥币和祭品烧给他们的祖先。当人们开始拜祖的时候,就会点燃蜡烛和香火,在坟墓周围挂上鲜花。最重要的事情是把祭祀的食物摆在坟墓前。这些食物,又称之为祭品，通常由一只鸡、一条鱼、一些猪肉组成。这是后代对祖先所表示的一种尊重。人们认为老祖宗会和他们一同分享美食。后代们献上食物和钱财表示他们对先人的爱和关心。晚辈们则会跪在坟前,说出自己的心愿,向先人祷告,让祖宗保佑自己的愿望得以实现。在*的某些省份,人们通过举行不同的活动来纪念清明节。例如,春游、荡秋千、植树以及做特殊的食物。其中一种特别的小吃叫艾粑粑。艾粑粑看起来像汤圆,但它的颜色的是绿色的。把艾草汁和糯米粉混合在一起,搓成小球,艾粑粑就做好了。人们认为吃艾粑粑能祛除邪气,让诸事顺利。其余的活动,例如春游、植树都是纪念先人的方式之一。一方面,这些活动告诉人们要展望未来,拥抱希望;另一方面,我们希望先人能安息。
——清明节假期随笔 (菁华3篇)
记得古诗说过“清明时节雨纷纷，路上行人欲断魂”，讲的'是清明节雨天、人们伤心的情景，可是，在今天清明节的第二天，天气十分的晴朗，外面阳光明媚，风和日丽，到处是春暖花开的景象，我、爸爸、妈妈、外婆、哥哥、舅舅一起去南北湖扫墓。
我们乘着开往南北湖的公交车，来到了我们海盐县的旅游景点——南北湖，湖边到处是行人，有来扫墓的，来旅游的……我们无心欣赏南北湖的美丽景色，直接来到半山腰，来到了外公的墓前，外婆依次摆好拜祭的物品，妈妈、舅舅献上了鲜花，爸爸点着了蜡烛，接着舅舅第一个拜，第二个是外婆拜，第三个是哥哥拜，第四个爸爸拜，第五个是妈妈拜，第六个当然是我了，因为我最小了，接下来外婆就给外公烧纸钱了，希望外公在下面有更多的钱花，日子过得好一点。望着外公的墓碑，我们心里都有一种痛苦的感觉。
拜祭完后，妈妈打算带我到处走走看看，我们先来到了湖边的木制长曲桥上，只见桥下的湖水水*如镜，没有一丝波浪，湖水清的能看到湖底的水草，走过木桥，我们来到了长堤上，堤的两边尽是桃树，我走进桃树看了一下，发现有的花是含苞待放的就像是一个个害羞的少女，有的花是争奇斗艳的像一个个哨兵展现着自己的魅力。
走着走着，爸爸说起他小时候来*扫墓的事，于是，我向爸爸提议，也带我一起去向英雄扫墓。接着，我们就爬上山峰来到了新四军北撤澉浦之战纪念碑，原来是在1945年10月4日，新四军北撤至澉浦时，遭到国党10倍于自己军力的包围，在战斗中，新四军有223名战士牺牲了，看着纪念碑，想到牺牲的新四军战士，我心中感到无比崇敬，于是，我向英雄们献上自己做的花环，爸爸为我在纪念碑前留了合影。
走在下山的路上，想到有两百多位战士牺牲在这儿，我觉得我们不能忘记先辈的事迹，是他们创造了*，没有他们就没有我们的今天，我觉得今天收获真多。
很小的时候，我并不清楚清明节是一个什么样的节日，只是觉得这一天没有国庆节、儿童节那样欢庆热闹。人们的脸上少了一份欢笑，多的却是一份沉重与忧伤。直到婆婆(爸爸的奶奶)去世以后，我才对清明节有所了解。婆婆三年前离开了我们，还记得婆婆的棺木被黄土掩埋的那一刻，我的眼泪情不自禁地哗哗直流。我也说不出当时是怎样的感受，只知道婆婆是我长这么大第一位亲眼目睹离去的亲人，我伤心，的是不舍。
今天是清明节，我们全家人像往年一样到乡下祭祀扫墓。穿过开满金黄色油菜花的农田，我放眼望去，山还是那座山，婆婆的坟孤零零地立在那儿，只是坟头又多了些杂草。首先，爸爸、伯伯在爷爷的.带领下用锄头等工具把杂草清理干净，并把它们扫到一块空地用火烧，听说是为防止起山火才选择在空地的。我看见爸爸在角落烧一种黄色的纸，便好奇地问：“烧这个干什么呀?”爸爸回答说：“这是纸钱，烧给在天堂的婆婆用的。”“哦。”我点点头再也不愿多问，因为我知道，他们心里很难受，但是，婆婆真的能收到吗?
爷爷点燃了香蜡，伯伯铺好了垫子，我们长幼有序的依次在婆婆坟前磕头。我跪了下来，望着随风摇曳的烛火，仿佛看到了婆婆那张布满皱纹的脸和充满爱的眼神，回味着婆婆多年对我的爱护与念叨，也似乎听到了她用微弱的声音呼唤着我的小名。记忆中，婆婆是一位慈善的老人，听爷爷讲，她年轻时是位生意能手，那时她家因为做布匹生意成为当地的一户富裕人家。后来因日本侵略者的入侵，婆婆变得一无所有，并逃亡到桃源乡下定居，一家人靠着勤劳的双手坚强地生活。婆婆在我还没出生时就因为旧疾瘫痪了，从我有记忆开始，她几乎就没出过门。婆婆虽然手脚不方便，但还是很关心我们，听爷爷讲，她去世的那一刻，依然放不下子孙后代。
灰蒙蒙的天依然下着细雨。烛火熄灭了，鞭炮声震耳欲聋。婆婆，清明节到了，我们又来看您啦!知道我们有多想念您吗?您听到我们正在向您问好吗?您一定也在天上关注着我们吧!这样您就不会寂寞了。
站在坟前，我一边感受着四月春雨的那一丝寒意，一边胡思乱想，忽然记起了杜牧的那首《清明》：“清明时节雨纷纷，路上行人欲断魂……”。不知不觉，我的脸颊湿湿的，分不清是雨还是泪。
晨，天空中乌云密布。当我的眼睛刚张开时，妈妈就笑眯眯地问我：“宝贝儿，今天是什么日子呀？”我刚睡醒，脑子里还迷迷糊糊的，没感觉。爸爸在一旁提醒我：“清明节。”
“清明时节雨纷纷，路上行人欲断魂，借问酒家何处有，牧童遥指杏花村。”我不假思索地脱口而出。
我看了看天气，呵，杜牧猜得可真准呀，果然下着蒙蒙细雨。
“出发了。”奶奶在厨房大叫道，爸爸走在最前面，当然，他拎得东西也是最多的。
车子停在山脚下，由于下着蒙蒙细雨，山间的小路变得非常泥泞，难以行走，一个不小心，就会被摔得“嘴啃泥”，聪明的我在路旁捡了一根树枝，当起了小拐杖。
绿油油的田野里开满了许多不知名的小花，下过雨后的竹林变得更加苍翠欲滴了，分外好看，远远望去就像一片碧绿的翡翠，呼吸着大自然带给我们的清新空气。
“到了。”爸爸说。我们找到了要祭拜的人——爷爷的.爸爸妈妈。
爷爷和爸爸把放祭品的桌子打扫得一尘不染。“好了，可以开始了。”爸爸和爷爷异口同声地说。
放好了祭品，该祭拜了，我和爸爸妈妈老老实实地站在坟墓前，双手并拢，放在胸前，认认真真地拜了起来。
最后，我还把我们准备的鲜花斜靠在坟墓前面，再一次地鞠了一个躬。
就这样，难忘的今天过去了，永远不会回来了，再也不会回来了。想到这儿，我又在坟墓前鞠了一个躬，口中还念念有词：“我会永远牵挂你们的。”
我永远也忘不了今天！
——我的清明节假期英语作文优选【10】篇
"It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls..." this poem suddenly came to my heart, because today is the Qingming Festival.
While I was still dreaming. "Get up, get up, little sluggard, you still sleep late today" mother complained. Hearing the thunderous sound, I immediately got up and dressed. Mom and dad said in unison, "today is April 5, Tomb Sweeping Day, which is to sweep the graves of dead relatives." The whole family prepared the sacrificial things clearly and set out. We climbed the mountain for a long time. Finally, everyone saw grandpa's grave. I took the flowers. Suddenly, I said sadly, "Grandpa, please rest in peace. You must be good in heaven." After paying homage to Grandpa's grave, we were ready to go home around the original road. Suddenly, I accidentally stepped on a stone and rolled down from the top of the mountain. My mother heard a noise and looked back. When she didn't see me, she and my father hurried to find me. I also seemed to lose consciousness and rolled under a lush tree and woke up instantly. Although I was dizzy at the moment, my subconscious told myself to get up right away. I got up slowly and walked hard forward. It took me a long time to see my father. I said, "Dad, I'm here." My father seemed to hear a sound and ran in my direction. My mother also ran with my father. They found me and said gently, "do you want to go to the hospital?" I said, "no, let's continue to visit the grave."
When I got home, I also remembered what happened today, the way my parents were worried about me and sweating. Thinking of my mother's tearful look just now. I think of a sentence my grandmother said: "the greatest parents in the world!"
Thursday is a day that makes me memorable and moved. Some students may ask, what's special about this? It's just an ordinary but not special Thursday! But I don't think, because we went to the tomb sweeping, in this afternoon, the weather was warm, and my heart was warm.
Afternoon, we walk after more than an hour came to the martyrs cemetery, the beginning, the students all sorts of gossip, but gradually the students laugh, talk less, "to see the monument to the martyrs"! The teacher said, then students interest and high up, although many people also want to start talking, but everyone knows, in a solemn cemetery cannot speak, to silence.
In the cemetery, although still before we see the cemetery, but many pine trees here, after exposed to wind and rain, no one care, still long so straight, so high, so green, this is like the spirit of the martyrs! Sacrifice for the country, immortal! Yes, how strong the 8 big words are shining with the sun.
I saw a lot of tombs. I thought a lot. Without them, we would not be happy. Today, we live very well. Martyrs rest in peace. Go to the tomb of the unknown soldier, my heart is hot, they do not know who did not have a lot of people to visit them, think of this, I can't help put in the hands of small white flowers to the nameless martyrs, sacrifice for the country, you died a glorious death heroic.
Behind the memorial hall, there is a pair of antithetical couplet Memorial Hall doorway, bandit hero kills Chiaki song, throw the head and blood of martyrs yoshina eons pass. Into the memorial hall, which records the Japanese abhorrent behavior, even using the shot acts of torture, to torture, huh! I really want to put these Japanese pulled down from the picture, a curse......
In the process of return, some students are very tired, but he always insisted, you help me, I help you...
Aren't you moved? The present society, the pure and noble friendship is everywhere.
Of the 24 solar terms, qingming is my favorite. The name "qingming" is a favorite. You see again "clear" and "bright", clear and pure, say come out, sound, have let a person fresh and refreshing, the spirit is one of cool feeling. Yes, in that day, when we looked around, green as the sea, flowers, full of joy, walking man also is full of vitality, how can not call a person spirit bright, relaxed and happy?
Qingming is the day of ancestor worship, the worship of ancestors is expressed in the thoughts of the ancestors. In such a day came to ancestors grave, some paper money, and put a bunch of flowers, display some sacrifices, and sit on there for a while, and after the ancestors of the separation of silent communication. It is an act of human nature, the most concrete form of expression that our ancestors have ever lived in our hearts. People, of course, in doing so, is there will be a little sad, but this kind of sad don't let people upset, on the contrary, it let people cherish, and endow with at the qingming festival a heavy this bright day, make it become heavy, has the rich connotation.
Why did the ancestors choose qingming I can not prove, but in this early spring season, because of the grave people will have to go out of the outdoors. You see, in the tomb-sweeping day, the country or mountains on the way, at any time can be seen holding the willow branches, holding flowers, carry the sacrifices of the people, they walk in groups in the way of sending out the wild grass aroma, breathing the air of early spring in the fragrance, together with nature, is so harmonious. In this way, the walking and seeing people can not help but think: qingming shangfen, have people out of the outdoors, to feel the spring intention? I feel the strong emotion of our ancestors' love of nature. We are a people who love nature and combine time, space and human activities so closely that it is the unique creation of our nation.
Qingming is the beginning of a beautiful hope.
"It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls..." it's the annual Qingming Festival. Today is April 4, 20XX. My father and mother took me to Futian cemetery to sweep the graves of my grandparents.
We prepared wine and snacks at home, and then went to the flower shop to buy chrysanthemums and lilies. We wanted to buy 10 chrysanthemums, but the aunt of the fresh flower shop told us: "to buy chrysanthemums for dead people, we should buy an odd number, not an even number". So we bought 9 chrysanthemums. Now I learned another little knowledge. After we bought the flowers, dad drove us off. We saw a lot of people with flowers on the way. These people probably went to visit the grave. They all looked very serious and probably missed their relatives.
We came to Futian cemetery very smoothly. The environment of Futian cemetery is particularly good, with trees, pines and cypresses, and flowers in full bloom. I think let the dead rest here!
As soon as I entered the door, I found that there were many grave sweepers. People came to the cemetery with a sad mood to pay tribute to their relatives! My father and mother and I came to see my grandparents.
Soon we came to Grandpa's and grandma's tombstones. Dad first wiped the tombstones with clean towels. After cleaning the tombstones, dad and I put flowers, wine and snacks in front of Grandpa's and grandma's tombstones, and then bowed to Grandpa and grandma with dad and mom. Dad, mom and I cried. We also sprinkled chrysanthemum petals in front of Grandpa's and grandma's tombstones to let flowers accompany my dear grandpa and grandma. After sweeping the tomb, I left Futian cemetery crying.
Today, I had a very meaningful time. The Qingming Festival made me understand that when swallows can fly back and willows are green again, Grandpa and grandma can't come back. I spent the usual missing and the annual Qingming Festival with me.
Shake off the wings of the birds fly in the cold, such as the mirror of the sky; willow catkins in the air out of green, graceful dancing; clouds raised sails, blue sea, even a stone, could not suppress his desire to blossom. I sat quietly in front of the window, playing with the wind and wantonly with my hair. I gazed at the bright and brilliant sunshine and running child, but my mind didn't know where to go. The thinking is really amazing, the beauty and its fresh and beautiful spring human bitter one, which is a kind of mystery?
In my view, the Qingming Festival is a festival "remembering the past, thinking about the present, facing the future".
Recall the past, is nothing more than a feeling "Qingming, the pedestrian on the road" heavy, "listen to the wind and rain Qingming experience. Grass flower "Ming Yi sad lonely. Thinking about the first people during the first people in voice and expression; think about their good and bad; think of those people was not worth mentioning, but now things before thinking of those who lead a person to endless aftertastes; don't listen, now want to hear but did not hear the words; thinking......
Live in the present, that is, go out and tread on the green. The fireworks in March, the recovery of all things, bright spring days. It's absolutely a good time to take a step. The sky is blue, high and clear, like a blue satin. Golden sun, warm, mellow, quietly hung in the sky, with warm light, warm comfortable. Find a quiet park, put the spring breeze into the arms, and then listen to the song of the birds, quiet, beautiful...
Sitting in the window, looking out of the window, the rain, the smell of flowers and fragrance and light smoke and fire, thinking about how to face the next year of wind and rain. This is for the future.
I sat in the window quietly, let your thoughts run wild gallop, meditation......
It's another Qingming Festival. Maybe for me, this is the first Qingming Festival in the real sense. It's the first Qingming Festival after grandpa left. In this "rainy" day, I have the feeling of "breaking my soul" for the first time
It was drizzling outside the window. From time to time, a few gusts of wind blew through my ears, bringing a few chills. At the moment, my grandfather's kind wrinkled face was reflected in front of me, and the most often said sentence of Grandpa sounded in my ear, "study hard!" But why, why can't I hear this sentence again six months later? Why?
Time always comes and goes in a hurry. In the blink of an eye, six months passed, and everything returned to calm. But who knows, just six months ago, Grandpa was still smiling in the hospital bed and said to me, "don't cry. People can only have a foothold in society if they are strong. It's hard to go in the future, but as long as you smile, there will be no more difficulties, okay?" When he finished this sentence, Grandpa closed his eyes and left with a smile.
I will never forget the feeling when grandpa left. For a moment, your close relatives and loved ones leave the world quietly. That kind of heartache, I don't know what language to describe. I cried instinctively. For the first time, for the first time, I want to go back to the happy time three years ago, but the day is not what people want. Often think, if my sister and I didn't leave that day, if nothing happened that day, would the ending be the same? -- God knows.
Six months after grandpa left, I returned to my hometown. When I looked at the vast field, I saw grandpa chasing me with that bamboo strip in the field... Grandpa, how I hope you can pick up the long lost bamboo strip again and run after me all over the field! Grandpa, why, why don't you pick up bamboo sticks to chase me anymore? Why
Qingming is coming. It's a good season for spring outing. Where should I go with the warm sunshine? It is said that there is a scenic spot in Anhui, that is Huangshan. At the foot of Huangshan, there is a small mountain with children's laughter - Monkey Island. Let's go here. In the morning, along the winding path, listening to the Ding Dong sound of spring water and the crisp song of birds, we set off for Monkey Island. Ah, I'm so excited to finally arrive at Monkey Island! You can see the lovely little monkey soon. We came to a hill. There was a stream between me and the hill. From a distance, the hill is really like a staircase, and each staircase is covered with lush trees. When I was fascinated, the leaves suddenly moved and made a "rustle" sound. I thought happily: it should be the little monkey coming out. It seems that the finale is about to begin. Sure enough, as I expected, the little monkeys came out, and then one, another, another... Some little monkeys jumped to the top of the mountain and jumped around happily; Some little monkeys swing around with trees and vines; Others are playing around together. It's so interesting.
Just then, the leaves moved again. I looked at the leaves with expectant eyes. I thought to myself: what kind of monkey will come out this time? I'm looking forward to it! From time to time, a monkey came out and looked around slowly. I was surprised to find that the monkey still held a lovely little monkey in his arms. I think: she should have brought her baby to see me. The little monkey looked at me with innocent eyes, and I was fascinated at once.
"We're going home." Cried mother. Alas, how time flies. I looked at the little monkey reluctantly and said, "goodbye. I'll see you again next time."
The tomb-sweeping day as a holiday, are different from pure solar terms. Solar term is a sign of phenology change, seasonal order in China, and it is more a festival of custom activities and some memorable.
Tomb-sweeping day is China's traditional festival, is also the most important memory of ancestors and the grave. This grave to commemorate the dead man's a kind of activity. The han nationality and some minority are mostly in the tombs. Grave, people to carry goods such as especially fruit, paper money to the grave, will be food for offering in the family tomb, to use paper money on fire new soil up to the grave, fold a few branches pale green branches ed in the grave, and then kowtow worship salute, finally eat especially home. The tang dynasty poet tu mu's poem "qingming" : "rains fall heavily as qingming comes, and passers-by with lowered spirits go. Restaurant where? Boy pointed apricot blossom village." Write the ching Ming festival special atmosphere.
Ching Ming festival, also called TaQingJie, according to the solar calendar for, it is in every year on April 4 to 6, between, it is beautiful spring scenery spring-out of season, also is a good time to people spring outing, so the ancients had qingming outing, and carry out a series of customs sports activities.
Until today, tomb-sweeping day ancestor worship, mourning the late relatives customs still prevail.
清明作为节日，与纯粹的节气有所不同。节气是我国物候变化、时令顺序的标志，而节日则包含着一定的风俗活动与某种纪念意义。
清明节是我国传统节日，也是最重要的纪念祖先与扫墓的日子。扫墓俗称上坟，纪念死者的一种活动。汉族与一些少数民族大多都是在清明节扫墓。扫墓的时侯，人们要携带酒食果品、纸钱等物品到墓地，将食物供祭在亲人墓前，再将纸钱用火烧着，为坟墓培上新土，折几枝嫩绿的'新枝插在坟上，然后磕头行礼祭拜，最后吃掉酒食回家。唐代诗人杜牧的诗《清明》：“清明时节雨纷纷，路上行人欲断魂。借问酒家何处有?牧童遥指杏花村。”写出了清明节的特殊气氛。
清明节，又叫踏青节，按阳历来说，它是在每年的4月4日至6日之间，正是春光明媚草木吐绿的时节，也正是人们春游的好时候，所以古人有清明踏青，并开展一系列体育活动的的*俗。
直到今天，清明节祭拜祖先，悼念已逝的亲人的*俗仍很盛行。
"Rains fall heavily as qingming comes, and passers-by with lowered spirits go......" This solar term of year, we will be in my heart silently reciting the poet tu mu's poem in tang dynasty, to express our ancestors thoughts.
This day, we will come to grave, placed a bouquet of flowers, burn some paper money, and wishing you so as to express our loved ones, and in my heart silently pray for them, bless them in heaven can also like us, on the other side of the happiness and lived happily. At this point, we can not help but think of them once and those days we spent together, I can remember all those pictures as if thought of these, I burst into tears.
Spring scenery greeted my eyes in the distance, the birds singing in the spring of sonata, creamy TaoGongLiuLu, golden rape, "shoots" blowing leaves fall, green shoots out long, everywhere is a piece of the scene of spring, all things recovery, which is a season full of expectations and wishes. Tomb-sweeping day, let us in such a special day, we in the memory of the past and at the same time, also want to the future full of hope, cherish life, let oneself life more meaningful, don't use such a beautiful life. Also have a new understanding of the life, let oneself every day was honest, such ability will not let myself regret, and live up to others.
译文：
“清明时节雨纷纷，路上行人欲断魂……”每年的这个节气，我们都会在心里默默地吟诵这首唐代诗人杜牧的诗句，来表达我们对先人的思念之情。
这一天，我们会来到墓前，放置一束鲜花，烧上一些纸钱，借以表达我们对亲人的思念和祝福，并在心里默默地为他们祈祷，祝福他们在天堂的那一边也能够和我们一样，幸福和快乐地生活着。此时，我们不禁会想起他们曾经和我们共同度过的'那些岁月，那些画面仿佛还历历在目，想到这些，我不禁潸然泪下。
远处春的景色映入了我的眼帘，鸟儿唱着春天奏鸣曲，漫山的桃红柳绿，遍地金黄的油菜花，“嫩芽吹叶落”，绿油油的嫩芽长了出来，到处是一片春意盎然、万物复苏的景象，这是一个充满期望和祝福的季节。清明时节，让我们在这样一个特殊的日子里，我们在缅怀过去的同时，也要对未来充满希望，珍惜生命，让自己的生命更有意义，不要虚度了这样一个美好的人生。还要对生命有一个重新的认识，让自己的每一天都充充实实的，这样才会不让自己遗憾，并且对得起他人。
Qingming Festival is one of our traditional Chinese festivals. On that day, we will go to martyrs' cemeteries in various places to offer sacrifices to heroes who died for our peace and, of course, to our dead relatives. However, our family will go to the "Mother River" for an outing, because this festival is a good time for everything to recover and the air to be fresh!
On the way to the outing, I can't help but see some people who offer sacrifices to their dead relatives. Then I look at the emerald green wickers fluttering in the wind, and the yellow rape flowers dancing gracefully in the wind. I can't help but think of the poem "flowers fly everywhere in the Spring City, and the cold food east wind resists the willows".
In the laughter and laughter along the way, we finally arrived at the "Mother River". After a big meal in the nearby hotel (on the boat), we went ashore to the Yellow River. I was also a little excited because I saw all our Chinese "mothers", which raised our Chinese people!
But we didn't come empty handed. I also invented a game. It's quite dangerous, but it's fun. We first step on the bank near the Yellow River slowly with small steps, and then it will become softer and softer, and sometimes blisters will appear. At that time, I was very scared and nervous, and always felt that I was going to fall down, because the soft ground always felt that a big hole would fall out and sink me in. The principle is like this: the Yellow River water has soaked the land on the shore. Although it looks solid, it is actually very dangerous. My mother said that when she was a child, someone played on it, and someone fell into the water and drowned, so don't play with the timid!
In this outing, I ate good things, played good things and saw good things. It's great! Come and play if you don't believe it!
——清明节假期日记9篇
星期六，我们全家去老家为祖先扫墓。
到祖坟所在的山坡上时，我就拿起扫把，把祖坟周围的落叶等垃圾扫得干干净净。接着又拿起抹布，沾上清水，仔仔细细地擦着墓碑。经过一番有力地擦拭后，祖先的墓碑祖先的墓碑新的一样一尘不染，光亮如新。没多久，祖坟就被我们扫好，我们祭拜后，便走回老家吃午饭。
吃完香喷喷的午饭后，我躺在床上，心中不由得想到：清明节是个祭拜祖先的节日，是我们大家应该做的，扫墓的'我们要表扬，想来却不能来的也要给予表扬。但从来没有想过扫墓的人应该受到批评与谴责！大家有没有想过，祖先功劳有多大？祖先为我们留下土地，让我们有地盖房，有地耕种……大家有没有想过，如果没有祖先，就没有我们，祖先的功劳不可没啊！而现在有些人到清明节，却丝毫没有扫墓的想法，把已过世的祖先冷落一旁，任凭野草长满坟墓。这样的人难道不应受到人们的谴责吗？
又是一个清明节，这是我不由得想起杜牧的千古名句“清明时节雨纷纷，路上行人欲断魂……”
今年的清明小长假，我和爸爸妈妈去了浙江桐庐，来到美丽的富春江。
富春江的水真静啊！静的像一块翠玉，让你感觉不到它在流动，一颗小的石子掉进水中立刻激起一圈圈波纹。轮船急速驶去，螺旋桨涌起的水，一会高一会低，仿佛像沙漠里的沙子，一会儿陷下去，一会儿涌上来。富春江的水真绿呀！绿得像无瑕的.翡翠，小船儿荡漾在江上，就如荡漾在绿色的草原上，让人心旷神怡，再加上周围的山，真像起进了仙境。
这样的水倒映着这样的山。富春江的山真高啊！一座座拔地而起，连绵不断。你瞧，那座山高得似乎穿破云层。如果站在山顶上，向下俯视轮船就变成了火柴，轮上的人变成了小蚂蚁。富春江的水真青呀！林海呼啸，一阵风吹来树林如大海一般激起波浪。在山上，有许多几百年的古树。
富春江的景色真是太美了！
可能大家都听过这样一句古老名言：“清明时节雨纷纷，路上行人欲断魂。”今年清明的`雨比往常来的更早，下的更大一些。
听着清明前夕的雨，这雨似乎变味儿，以前那的雨，现在声音都凶巴巴，急哼哼的。仿佛一个脾气级好的人，突然变的火味十足，想起前年那清明的雨，怎能不让人怀念？如今为什么会如此粗暴？
雨声曾是被优美的描写为心跳，如今这健康的心跳变成心脏病人狂燥无序的胡蹦乱跳。雨声曾被抒情的被人描写为天的眼泪，现在却是毫无美感的像一群骂街妇横飞的口沫……
雨声这大地的精灵，就这样变质。在这个连闪电也变的瘦的狭的空间里，人类的视觉享受被剥夺，听觉的享受也被无情的剥夺。
其实雨是委屈的，当它从天而至，它本来是纯净的，原生态的总是哗哗哗的，沙沙沙的，或者淅淅沥沥的，无言无声的。当细细轻柔的雨无声地洇入幽的草地，它就象一个乖女孩用月光表示自己的天真童心。当大雨落到高山那种豪气的声音就象一个侠女。
在这清明前夕的雨声中我好像领悟一些什么：面对这雨声那细柔的雨早已成为过去，我们应该好好努力不让粗暴的雨再次回到下一个清明前夕。
清明节是中华民族的传统节日，清明节开始于周代，每年冬至后108天是清明节。清明节在每年公历的4月4日至4月6日之间，清明节又叫寒食节。
关于清明节还有一个感人的由来。传说晋文公重耳在逃亡中，一天饿昏，他的随从介子推毫不犹豫地把自己大腿上的肉割下来烤着给晋文公重耳吃。晋文公重耳执后，重赏那些有功之臣，却忘赏介子推。有人提醒说也应赏介子推。晋文公重耳带着大臣去赏介子推，谁知介子推已经带着老母亲躲在绵山上，有人提出烧山，因为介子推那么孝顺，一定会带着母亲出来的。大火烧三天三夜，大火熄灭晋文公重耳和随从上山去看，只看老母亲和介子推在一棵大柳树上烧死。晋文公重耳非常伤心，下令从此以后不动烟火，只吃冷食。所以这一天寒食节，又叫清明节。
关于清明节有许许多多的*俗，有祭祖，扫墓，踏青，植树。清明节这天爸爸，妈妈还去纪念逝去的先人，去给逝去的先人扫墓。清明节这天我们还要植树，俗语说的号植树造林，莫过清明，清明前后，种瓜点都。清明节后天气渐渐暖和，农民伯伯也开始抓地。
作为一名少先队员，我们应该在清明节这天去缅怀那些革命先烈让他们在地下安息
今天是清明节，早上我们拿着鲜艳的小旗，在操场上等候着学校的部署。
走在烈士墓的道路上，带着沉重的步伐和悲伤的心情走着。在路上同学们站着整齐的队伍，到了烈士墓前。我们都聚精会神的听着老师和学生的悼念词。内容有：第一项綦主任讲话讲了在抗日战争时期我们*受尽了日本的侮辱和摧残最后我们*人民奋起反击终于战胜了日本侵略者。正在我们*人民为胜利而欢呼时，**派把*人民又一次的推进了受尽煎熬的世界。就是有他们这些在战场上抛头颅、撒热血的勇雄制服了他们，才有今天我们美好的生活。
我看着鲜艳的红旗，听着烈士们的事迹，仿佛我身在抗日时期中。举行完仪式，我们往回走。到了学校后，我坐在我的座位上，眼前立刻浮现出扫墓时的情景。这时，我想起现代的美好生活不都是那些勇士换来的吗。我立志一定要为国家献出我的全部力量，争取把我们*建设成21世纪的强国。
现代我们这么发达的国家，是不再有外国侵略者敢来我们*撒野。如果有我们*也会将他们赶出我们的国界让他们知道我们*也不是好惹的。
如果未来他们再来的话我们会用先进技术打败他们。我相信在未来也不会在有战争爆发出来。那时全世界都会来打败侵略者的。
4月5日 晴 星期四
昨天是清明节，是祭祖的日子。祭祖是中华民族的传统，表示我们对祖辈的尊重。
一大早，妈妈开车带着我和姐姐回老家去。沿路我看到好多去秦岭山里的车，粉红的桃花，绿油油的麦田和金黄金黄的油菜花，许多游人半路停下在桃园或者在油菜花边照相。
不知不觉我们就到老家了。
到家后我发现我们回来有点儿晚了，大舅一家和小姨他们已经回来了。爷爷带领大家给老奶奶和老爷爷去烧纸，我当然也加入其中。我学着大家跪着，由于人多，我们围成好大一个圈烧纸和纸钱，然后磕头。爷爷怕引起其它东西着火，让我们多等会，等火完全熄灭我们才回家。
回到家奶奶和舅妈做好午饭，大家有说有笑地吃着香喷喷的饭，我在心里想：老奶奶、老爷爷你们在天堂一定要过得很好哦!
“沙沙沙……”听，窗外下着雨。雨点像一颗颗晶莹的珍珠，落在窗上，像一滴滴眼泪，掉在地上，变成水坑。今日是清明节，却下着蒙蒙细雨。我.弟弟和妈妈坐着舅舅的轿车，开到山脚下。下了车，大家都撑着雨伞。五彩缤纷的雨伞在雨的梦境中，显得格外耀眼。雨点在雨伞上，又渐渐地滴在了我们的身上，手上，鞋上，全身都是水，使人感到冷飕飕的。山路上全是泥泞，每个人的鞋的表面都“包”着一层黄泥。
来到坟墓前，雨越来越大，人越来越多。弟弟妹妹们也不懂事，只管自己往里面挤，好让自己能烧到纸钱。他们一挤，雨伞上的雨水全洒在我身上，我可真成了“落汤鸡”了。终于轮到我烧纸钱，我拿起纸钱烧了起来，还没来得及烧另一张纸钱，火早已被雨水给扑灭了。
我生气了，脚可真痒，真想把那一堆已烧完的纸钱给踢了。
下山了，我一身是水，就连鞋子里都是水。这次的清明节，缺少乐趣，缺少通衢，更缺少太阳的情趣；这次的清明节只能说“只有倒霉！”
清明节是拜祖先的节日。因为老家太远了，没回去拜祖先。妈妈告诉我祭拜是怀念先人的一种表现，所以我们也可以用心去怀念祖先。怀念他们为我们所做的一切。没有他们就没有我们。我明白了，每一个节日都有他的意义。
清明时节雨纷纷，
路上行人欲断魂。
借问酒家何处有？
有牧童遥指杏花村。
那是个阳光明媚的早晨，爸爸开车送我和妈妈到“长寿”扫墓。来到那里，我还依稀得，我亲爱的外公和外婆，但是外公生了很严重得病，怎么办了。我们来到了老家了，我们把门打开一看，怎么见外婆了，外公去哪呢？我非常紧张地跑到外婆身边说：“外公去哪呢？”外婆小声地说：“外公无法救呢，所以死了。
但是我非常低落，我们也要给外公做个纪念碑。
——我的清明节假期作文6篇
这天，阳光明媚，微风中似乎还有些凉意。在这个春风拂面的清明时节，我们去湿地公园踏青。
路上，我非常兴奋的观赏着路边的风景。桃树已经开了花，粉红粉红的，给马路增添了几分生气。花坛里的草有红色的，还有绿色的，衬托着那粉红粉红的花朵。春风像妈妈那温暖的手轻轻地抚摸着我的脸。我迎着春风，不一会儿就到达了湿地公园。
刚走进湿地公园的大门口，那迷人的景色就把我迷住了。到处都是绿油油的草坪，草坪上的树木都已抽出嫩绿的新芽。往里走有一个大湖，湖边上栽种着许多花花草草，它们争奇斗艳，竞相开放。看，那雪白的樱花，一簇簇，一串串。还有红色的樱花也开了，满树花朵开得火红，一朵朵，一团团，像孩子们的笑脸。最漂亮的要数那桃花了，姹紫嫣红，远远望去，好像从天上落下来的一片片朝霞，散发着清香。我大口大口地吸着香气，好像总也闻不够。走*一看，有的.桃花半开半合，只绽开两三瓣，像一位害羞的小姑娘；有的桃花全开了，露出黄色的花蕊，在枝头怒放着；有的含苞欲放，好像一个等待出世的婴儿。总会引来一只只勤劳的小蜜蜂，它们围绕着一朵或两朵花不停的飞，有时停在那上面吸点花蜜。一切都是那么的生机勃勃，绿意盎然。
再往里走，我们发现了一大片漂亮的油菜花地。金灿灿的油菜花连成了一片金色的海洋，美丽极了。我不由得深深呼吸，那香味沁人心肺，让人心旷神怡。那诱人的香味还引来了许多蜜蜂和蝴蝶。一时间，我仿佛进入到了一种幻想的情境当中。我在油菜花中跑着，跳着，笑着。真象是“待到油菜花开时，我在丛中笑”。
不知不觉，我们都该回家了。在回家的路上，湿地公园那美丽的景色仍像放电影一样在我的脑海中一一闪过。我不会忘记今天，这个阳光明媚的清明时节。
今天是清明，所以放假了一天，我们准备组织去果园看看，各种树的花，了解春天的生机勃勃。
清明节是我国的传统节日，也是最重要的祭祀节日，是祭祖和扫墓日子。扫墓俗称上坟，是祭祀死者的一种活动。汉族和一些少数民族大多都是在清明节扫墓。
清明，又叫踏青节。按阳历来说，它是在每年的月4日至4月6日之间，也是春光明媚草木吐绿的时节，也正是人们春游（古代叫踏青）的好时候。所以古人有清明踏青，并开展一系列体育活动的*俗。 今年的清明节，我们要去踏青，寻找春天。
到了下午，我们集合之后，便开始上了路了。在车水马龙的十字路口，看见了许多用粉笔画的圆圈，里面好像写着什么字，上面还盖着纸烧完的灰。我不明白那是什么，便问妈妈：“妈妈，你看地上用 粉笔画的圆圈是什么意思？”“这是那些远离家乡的人无法回家上坟，所以在这里烧些纸钱，祭奠和怀念自己已故的亲人，希望他们在冥界过的更好一些。”妈妈回答道。
我们在路上悠闲的骑着自行车，时而快，时而慢，时而说，时而笑……不知不觉，就到了果园。
走进果园之后，先看见了苹果树、桃树、杏树、杏梨树等几种果树，其中杏树开的最好了，一朵朵洁白的小花，那么圣洁。只要轻轻摇一摇树枝，那白色的花就像雪一样纷纷扬扬的飘洒下来。
走到前面，在往果园深处走，你可以看见一从绿油油的小苗，仔细观察会发现在绿叶的掩护下，有许多小白花藏在哪里，有的还是花骨朵呢。
等享受完美景后，我们开始返回了，在返回的途中有看见了玉兰花、迎春花和梅花，他们依依不舍的在跟我们打着招呼，争先恐后的再跳入我的眼帘，想让我欣赏他们的美丽，感受它们的魅力，分享它 们的快乐。
我们今天走进了春天，看到了漂亮的花，欣赏了美丽的景，感受到了春的勃勃生机。春天，充满了能量，孕育着希望。此时，果园花朵争艳；秋天，果园瓜果飘香，美丽的果园将会是硕果累累，一片丰 收的景象！我期待着。秋天，我一定要再去果园，收获果子……
我的清明假期很简单。
写完作业后，轻松了很多。明天要随着爸妈去扫奶奶的墓，奶奶在我很小时就去世了，我都不记得奶奶长什么样子了。只记得奶奶是高血压瘫痪去世了，只记得奶奶去世后爷爷一直没有再婚。
一觉醒来，只听见敲门声，便赶快下楼去开门。打开门，看见了墨上念。她穿了件黑白相间的外套，没有拉拉链。里面是件白色的毛衣，松的牛仔裤，裤子上还有个图案，是小狗。
换完后就下楼吃早餐，墨上念没吃早餐，我爸妈让她吃点，墨上念便坐下来跟我一起。
第三天，又有人在敲门，我想肯定是墨上念。一开门，是快递，是我前几天订的骆驼祥子和城南旧事。过了会儿，又有人在敲门，我不耐烦了，跑去开门，是墨上念，我对她说：“终于来了。”她边脱鞋边说：“吃早餐耽误了。诶，你桌上的书能给我看吗？”那么……今天就看书。
我的假期很简单，但不枯燥，反而很开心。大概是跟好朋友在一起吧，跟好朋友在一起做什么都有趣。
我爸爸老家是扬州人，所以每年清明，爸爸都要叫我一大早起来，一齐去扬州祭拜我爷爷(在我爸爸像我这么大的时候，我爷爷就去世了)。这天，奶奶起来的也很早，因为她要提前准备爷爷生前最喜爱吃的各种菜肴，当然还有爷爷最爱的纸质“麻将”和必备的黄纸做的“元宝”。乡下的坟堆一般都在田野尽头的偏僻处，我们提着这些供品去坟前。
漫步走在春天的田野上，眼前是一片片绿油油的麦苗，一块块金黄色油菜花，一朵朵不知名的各色小野花开得正艳……除了远处偶尔传来的鸡叫和狗叫，就只听到小鸟叽叽喳喳的声音，真是安静极了，美丽极了！
到了坟前，我们把一条鱼，一盘蔬菜、一盘豆腐和一碗肉放在爷爷坟前的一小块水泥地上，还要倒一杯酒泼在坟堆上，然后在旁边空旷的地方把“麻将”和“元宝”通通给烧了。烧的时候奶奶还要我们磕头，期望爷爷能够保佑我们吉祥、欢乐、美满、聪明。最后我们还要插一根清明柳在上方，这是有来历的：春秋时，晋文公的大臣——介子推因隐居在介山，而使晋文公后悔。他明白介子推是一个大孝子，便下令放火烧山（他认为只要烧山就能够让介子推和他的母亲下来），不料他却烧死了介子推和山上所有生物。但到了第二年，山上的老柳树又复活了，晋文公便把这可柳树叫做“清明柳”。
而此刻，人们就给清明柳定了一个辟邪的功能。 祭扫完毕后，我一般去和乡下多日不见的小伙伴们去放风筝，爸爸说这也是清明的一个*俗，以前他们小的时候都是自我用篾片和报纸自我做风筝，此刻都是在街上买了，据老人们说这有释放邪气或晦气的功能。
这就是我老家的清明*俗，你们家里的呢？
记得唐代诗人杜牧曾写道：清明时节雨纷纷，路上行人欲断魂……早春的四月，正是草长莺飞的时节。今天早晨推开窗户，我看到天阴沉沉的，还下着雨，正应着清明的味道，人们的心情是沉重的，那雨水侊若眼中悲伤的泪水。
我坐在阳台的木凳上，望着天空，努力想寻找到我逝去的亲人们。“他们此刻在干嘛?”我问苍天，苍天没有回答，我便看了看楼下，只见很多路人手中拿着一束束或黄灿灿或白盈盈的菊花，那是去扫墓踏青的人们。此时此刻，我的心也如这天沉重极了，为了表达我对亲人们的思念之情，我给他们写了一封信——
亲爱的姥姥姥爷：
您们好!
我是您们心爱的外孙女昕昕。最*我身体挺好，学*成绩名列前茅。我在开学以来两次月考语文、数学都是全班第一，还被评为优秀少先队员，我一直按照我的目标努力着。
说说我的心里话，我真的好想您们。您们在天堂里过得好吗?是不是一直都在关注着我的成长呀?虽然今天我不能来到墓前，但我仍然会给您们送上我深深的祝福，心里永远珍藏着美好的回忆，请您们放心!
一年一度的清明节又到了，家家户户都要包青团，我家也不例外。
那天下午放学回家，我来到厨房，看见盆里有一大团看上去发霉了似的绿东西，觉得很奇怪，便去问外婆：“这是什么呀？”外婆好像看透了我的心思，回答说：“这是用面粉搓合一种草，再加上一点水做成的面团。别看它这么难看，其实是用来制作青团的。”听到包青团，我就来劲了，一定要帮外婆一起包。
我和外婆每人各取出一半的面团来反复搓揉，使面团变软。搓着搓着，我的手都要没力气了，想停下来休息一会儿，但看到外婆还是那么用力地搓，我也就坚持了下来。
搓好面团之后，我学着外婆的样子把面团分成一块一块的，再取出其中的一块拿在手上继续揉。外婆说：“先在粉团的中间戳一个洞，再用大拇指把四周的粉捏得薄薄的，最后把粉团做成碗口形状，就可以放馅了。”我照着外婆说的去做，但不管我怎么努力，就是做不好。这粉团太不听话了，好像成心要跟我作对似的。就在我打算要放弃的时候，外婆说了一句话：“失败乃成功之母。”于是，我又继续做。工夫不负有心人，我终于把粉团捏得有点像碗口的形状了。然后，外婆又教我怎样放馅，怎样封口。原来每一道工序都是有讲究的。我学着外婆的样子，认认真真地做，终于把一个青团包好了。我激动地嚷了起来：“我成功了！这个青团一定要留着自己吃。”外婆看着我这兴奋的样子，也露出了会心的微笑。
我看见外婆把包好的青团贴上几片叶子，再把叶尖剪掉，觉得很好奇，就问：“为什么要贴上叶子呢？”“这样蒸起来才不会黏着锅，方便拿出来。”外婆边贴着叶子边说。我见外婆这么忙，也过来帮忙。
最后，是把青团放入锅里蒸。我又想起了一个问题，就问：“外婆，清明节为什么要吃青团？”外公听见了，抢着回答：“吃青团是我们这个地方的传统*俗。就拿我们这些农民来讲，青团又称苦团，吃了青团后，就要开始耕田、插秧了，苦日子就要开始了。”听了外公的话，我似懂非懂地点点头。
青团蒸好后，揭开锅盖，一阵清香扑鼻而来。凑*一看，个个青团晶莹剔透，就像一块块碧玉，我看得直流口水。外婆说：“青团要凉一会儿吃才香。”我只好耐心地等待着。凉了一会儿，我们全家人就聚在一起吃青团。我尝了一口，真是又软又香，有一种吃了还想吃的感觉。
这次包青团，不仅让我尝到了自己做的香甜的青团，还了解到了关于青团的知识和传统，真是令人难忘啊！
——清明节假期生活日记300字 (菁华3篇)
今天一大早，我和爸爸妈妈来到我奶奶的墓前来扫墓，没想到墓园有那么多人和车，这真是人山人海，路边摆放着一辆又一辆的小车，远远望去就像一条蜿蜒曲折的长龙，再往里走就听到墓园里放的悲伤的音乐，看着人来人往，再看看墓碑一个接着一个，我当时情不自禁的想起了这一句诗：清明时节雨纷纷，路上行人欲断魂。真是活着的人来这里纪念着离我们而去的人，你听鞭炮声一声接着一声，但却听不出热闹的气氛，只感到一阵阵悲伤。
我们来到奶奶的墓前，妈妈拿着一个小扫帚在奶奶的墓碑周围开始打扫，爸爸手拿湿毛巾把奶奶的墓碑擦得干干净净，打扫完以后，我们开始摆放奶奶*时最爱吃的水果和点心，开始放鞭炮，我们来时折了几枝嫩绿的新枝把它摆放在奶奶的墓周围，又将纸钱焚烧，妈妈说：今天是奶奶的节日，今天你讲到的话奶奶都能听到，她还能看到你，想和奶奶说啥，就尽情地说吧！
虽然奶奶和我们阴阳两隔，但是我不会忘记我们曾经在一起的美好时光，在她的墓前除了伤心、怀念，就是想在这时和她多聊会天，因为她能看到我还能听到我的讲话，我问她前几天我给她写的信她看到了吗？
我又嘱咐她在那边要照顾好自己，别仔细了，不要再操我们的心了，我们都很好，要她在天上好好的保佑我们全家身体健康，一切顺利，还有我的学*更上一层楼，将来长大有出息。
最后所有的仪式都进行完了，该说的`话也说完了，就要和奶奶告别了，我的心里又是一阵难过，给奶奶磕头、行礼，再见！奶奶，我会每隔段时间给您写信的，不要您在那边寂寞。
哎！虽然我每年都过清明节，但从来没有这样过过，这一次可是我亲身体会的清明节，也是我感触最深的一次，今年的清明节过得可是真有意义呀！
“沙沙沙``````”听，窗外下着雨。雨点像一颗颗晶莹的珍珠，落在窗上，像一滴滴眼泪，掉在地上，变成水坑。今日是清明节，却下着蒙蒙细雨。我.弟弟和妈妈坐着舅舅的轿车，开到山脚下。下了车，大家都撑着雨伞。五彩缤纷的雨伞在雨的梦境中，显得格外耀眼。雨点在雨伞上，又渐渐地滴在了我们的身上，手上，鞋上，全身都是水，使人感到冷飕飕的。山路上全是泥泞，每个人的鞋的表面都“包”着一层黄泥。
来到坟墓前，雨越来越大，人越来越多。弟弟妹妹们也不懂事，只管自己往里面挤，好让自己能烧到纸钱。他们一挤，雨伞上的雨水全洒在我身上，我可真成了“落汤鸡”了。终于轮到我烧纸钱，我拿起纸钱烧了起来，还没来得及烧另一张纸钱，火早已被雨水给扑灭了。
我生气了，脚可真痒，真想把那一堆已烧完的纸钱给踢了。
下山了，我一身是水，就连鞋子里都是水。这次的清明节，缺少乐趣，缺少通衢，更缺少太阳的情趣；这次的清明节只能说“只有倒霉！”
对于清明节，世人或许都认为他是悲伤的代名词，但是，我对他有着不一样的感受。
的确，清明节充满着悲伤的氛围，想起太多早已粉尘的记忆，早已被深埋在心底的记忆，视乎这一切都只能用眼泪来宣泄。或许也因此，类**们眼中清明的最深的记忆。
但泪往往有着不同的解释，可往往人们认为清明诶是由无名悲伤和萧瑟灌注而成的。也许他们是对的，清明之类是悲伤的。但室，回忆过往的痛苦记忆对于现在的我们又有什么意义，倒不如好好想想自己为什么而存在，好好想想对未来的勾画。
清明不应是对王室的追忆而是对未来的展望。试想如果人们一味的沉浸在对往事的追悔，无奈，自责，哪么世上又有几人能抓住现在的事光，展望美好的未来。那么世界会变成一片哀伤之地。如果清明只是一个工人宣泄的机会，那么我便是赞同。清明节的祭祖我看惯一大对人大哭一场，可又有几人是有感而发那？
如今这个社会充满着欺骗，使我不得不怀疑。类还能表达自身的情感吗？一幕幕电视剧，感人的情节却再也不能让我泪流满面。人人清明流泪，究竟为什么？
现在早已没“清明时节雨纷纷，路上行人欲断魂”，究竟是我太过敏感，还是人们的感情早已麻木。路上叫卖声依旧，游人笑语不绝。
人们视乎麻木，没有感情的宣泄，没有对过往的追回，更没有对未来的展望。
——清明节假期安排通知 (菁华3篇)
全体同学：
根据学院文件《关于20xx—20xx学年第二学期法定节假日及春假放假安排的通知》有关精神和要求，为使全体学生度过一个安全、和谐的清明节假期，现对我院清明节假期的有关事宜通知如下：
一、根据有关规定并参照我院校历的安排，4月2日（星期一）至4月4日（星期三）放假3天，3月31日（星期六）、4月1日（星期日）照常上课（执行原4月2日、3日课程安排）。假期前后有课程安排的班级照常上课，学院届时会安排各院系查课，提前离校者需按学院规定办理请假手续经获准后方可离开，严禁学生出现早退等现象。提别提醒同学4月5日（星期四）、4月6日（星期五）学校正常上课，请广大同学不要随意旷课，推后返校者需按学院规定办理请假手续经获准后方可推后，严禁学生出现无故旷课等现象。
二、各系学生清明节假期出行要落实登记制度，由学生本人以书面形式向所在院系的辅导员老师报告，如实登记离校和返校时间、出行计划、联系方式等。返校后应及时销假。
三、禁止学生宿舍留宿外来人员和异性，禁止学生在外酗酒。请全体同学注意用电安全，禁止留校学生在宿舍使用电磁炉、电热水壶等大功率电器。假期期间严禁学生私自到校区附*自然水域游泳、以及到校区后山游玩。
四、清明假期期间学生宿舍的供电时间安排为：4月1日—4月3日通宵供电；3月30日（周五）、3月31日（周六）及4月4日（周三）晚上23:30起执行正常的熄灯断电和断网制度。清明节期间（4月2日—4月4日）23:30以后进入园区属迟归，需凭有效证件登记方可进入，全体同学外出时请切断电源，关好窗，锁好门，保管好自己的贵重物品。
五、全体同学在清明节放假期间外出时请注意人身和财产安全，不要乘坐无牌无证和超载的车船，并注意交通安全，不要购买不卫生的“三无”食品，不要参加一些非法组织的.传销和其他名义的营业活动。现在社会中部分不法分子用来欺诈学生的手段花样越来越多，希望全体同学提高防范意识，学会自我保护，不要轻信陌生人和不明来历的中奖、求助等信息；如有发现，请及时报告总值班（电话xxxx）和校区保卫办（电话xxxx）。
六、清明节放假期间，学院将安排各院系值班人员抽查学生宿舍是否留宿异性、学生宿舍用电安全等情况，一经发现违纪现象，将按学院相关规定严肃处理。4月4日20时，学工部将组织各院系人员到学生园区检查学生到校情况。
最后，预祝全体同学度过一个美好、充实的清明节假期。
特此通知！
各位家长、老师：
根据*办公厅有关文件精神，结合我园工作实际，经研究决定，我园20xx年清明节放假时间为4月3日、4月4日、4月5日(星期日、星期一、星期二)，4月6日(星期三)正常入园。
放假期间，请各位老师和家长加强对幼儿的节日安全教育，各部门做好放假期间安全保卫工作。
尊敬的家长：
您好！在这春意盎然的四月，我们即将迎来我国民间重要的传统节日——清明节。根据*办公厅通知精神及国家节假日放假规定，并结合实际情况，特将20xx年清明节放假安排通知如下：
20xx年4月5日（星期四）——4月7日（星期六）共放假三天
20xx年4月8日（星期日）需要来园上学
在此非常感谢您一直以来对我园工作的关心、支持和帮助！
——清明节假期扫墓作文(十)份
今天是清明节，一大早，爸爸就叫我起床：“永洁，你去不去上坟？”我连忙说：“去，当然去了。”
于是，爸爸拿着锄头畚箕和我一起上山去了。一路上，我问爸爸：“爸爸，什么是清明节呀？”爸爸说：“清明节是祭祖的日子。”我似懂非懂地点点头。来到坟前，爸爸先用锄头在旁边锄了一些泥土，把他耙进畚箕，然后把泥土盖在坟墓上。又从袋子里拿出酒和一些水果，放在坟前，从另一个袋子里拿出纸钱、香和蜡烛，然后点燃香和蜡烛，在坟前拜了起来。过了一会儿，爸爸又点燃了纸钱，他一边烧纸钱，一边说了一堆稀里糊涂的话。
在回家的路上，许多坟墓前都有人在，只是他们没有像我们一样点蜡烛，烧纸钱，而是只用了鲜花和水果，我想，这样既好看，又不像我们这样麻烦。于是，我把这个想法告诉了爸爸，爸爸说：“明年清明节我们也像他们一样，文明扫墓！”
星期四的上午，我和爸爸妈妈。妹妹。爷爷姑姑及亲戚们一起去老家巢湖的一个山区扫墓。
一路上，天气不是很好，就像人们的心情一样，特别的沉重，我顿时想起了一句诗：“清明时节雨纷纷，路上行人欲断魂。”我透过车窗，看见了外面的景色，金灿灿的油菜花，像金黄色的海洋。几头牛在草地上悠闲的吃草，享受着自己的快乐。一大片绿油油的茶叶地，隐隐约约看见几个采茶女正在采茶呢！
到了巢湖我看见了湖水清澈见底，湖底有有成群结队的小鱼儿在玩耍嬉戏着呢。只见巢湖热闹非凡，我和大人们来到了扫墓场，这里的大树青翠欲滴。只见妈妈把草纸点燃，放在陵墓前，妈妈趁火没有熄灭，马上把纸钱和金砖，金币放进去，妈妈还对着陵墓磕了三个头，爸爸也给陵墓磕了三个头，我看了看陵墓上面有字写着“孙士付之墓”几个大字，于是知道是太公的陵墓，我也跑过去磕了三个头，便去拜祭下一个墓碑。
很快就到了回家的时间，我们怀着悲伤的心回家了。
我的老家在大山里，那里山清水秀、鸟语花香、风景优美。我的祖先们就安眠在这座大山的其中一个小山坡上。
清明节这天，天气不太好，天上下着蒙蒙的细雨，好像也在为这悲凉的一天而难受。吃过早饭，爷爷奶奶带我来到祖先们的坟墓前。爷爷先摆上了供品，有水果、小菜和一些糕点，接着奶奶拿出打火机点上几支香，香的气味顿时随风飘散。爷爷又烧了些纸钱，然后他们就开始给祖先磕头，嘴里面喃喃地说着什么，好像是什么让祖先放心，好好保佑全家之类的话。过了一会儿，奶奶拉着我跪下，让我给祖先磕几个头。我毫不犹豫地重重磕了几个头，爷爷奶奶都夸我懂事。
在回去的路上，我摘了几朵漂亮的花，奶奶说这是映山红，让我放在祖先的坟上，我小跑回去，按照奶奶说的做了。我想祖先们一定会高兴的。
回到家雨就停了，还开出了太阳。我多么想祖先们在另一个世界过得开心，就像我们现在的生活一样。
往年的清明节，天空中总下着蒙蒙细雨，这雨中仿佛夹杂着我们抹不去的哀思之情。今年，却截然不同，天气好极了，墓地边也就不再死气沉沉了，很多人都拿来了五彩缤纷的花篮，其中白菊花和黄菊花居多，也有人摆上艳丽的茶花和淡雅的康乃馨。我们来到给太祖母和太祖父的墓前开始扫墓。
扫完墓，我们换了一种心情。走！踏青去！
我们沿着乡村小路走着，小路两边是起起伏伏、大片大片的油菜花，一些并不娇艳的野花也簇拥在一起，夹杂其间，十分漂亮。一路上，春景明朗绚丽，生机盎然。让我们倍受感染，我不禁低吟：“千里莺啼绿映红，水村山郭酒旗风。”这样的农村，千里大地花红柳绿，莺歌燕舞，郁郁葱葱的树林绿遍了山陵和原野稻田里的水色映着天空的光辉，呈现出一片白色。清明踏青让我体会到了农村简朴而富有乐趣的生活，农村是多么的美好，四月的乡村，到处呈现着别样的风景。
今天是清明节，我们一家人相约去拜祭我们已故的亲人！
我们折腾了2、3个小时，终于到了浒湾。首先，当然是去祭拜辈分最大的曾外婆了，听外婆说，曾外婆生前性格十分温顺，待人一点也不凶恶，她死前还惦记着几个没来看她的孙子、女。她老人家一生清贫，没怎么享过福，因而，我们烧给她的财物特别多，什么金元宝、银元宝、纸元宝、冥币、轿车、洋房全烧给了她。我在心中默想：曾外婆，您老操劳、贫困了一生，今儿个也该享享福了。
接着，我们又为曾外公一干人一一烧了财物。可是，我心里一直想着曾外婆照顾我的样子，心里很不是滋味，为什么人一死就不能复生?我多么想再和曾外婆在一起，这次换我照顾她。
我长大以后要发明一重能将死人复生的机器，让那些离我而去的亲人重新站到我面前。所以，我现在要好好学*，长大发明它，去世的亲人们，你们等着！
清明节，这个让我们怀念亲人的日子！
一年一度清明节又来到了，每年我们都会到山上去祭扫外婆墓，今年也不例外。早早地，我们带着祭祀用点心与花圈来到了外婆墓前。
外婆墓在半山腰，站在这里放眼望去，一片青绿，像是刚染上去，丛中不时闪现出一簇簇火红杜鹃花。母亲拿出点心供在了墓前石桌上，点上蜡烛与香，然后双手合十，祈祷着。我学着母亲样子，走过去，祈祷我们全家都*安。这时只见父亲拿起扫把，把墓周围落叶等垃圾扫得干干净净，又拿起镰刀清理一些杂草，为坟墓培上新土。不一会儿，外婆墓被打扫得一尘不染。香快烧完时，母亲拿出一叠纸币，用火点燃。看着纸币燃烧完，我们整理东西回家去了。
清明时节，让我们在这样一个特殊日子里，在怀念过去同时，也让我们珍惜生命。
我们踏着萤石铺成的小路，一路上闻着油菜花香，清明时节雨纷纷，不知不觉来到了太婆和大伯公的墓前。大人将墓前的杂草先清理，小孩子摆好拜祭的食品，一切工作做好了，我们准备开始烧“纸房子”、“纸鞋袜”、“纸衣服和和纸币”，在烧的时候我正想着太婆和大伯公：在天堂有没有房子，如果有，那会是什么样子的呢？她们穿得暖不暖？
我们开始拜了，妈妈说：一根香代表步步高升，三根香代表高考状元，所以妈妈给了我三根香，还说了一些保佑之类的话，我们排成一行真诚的鞠了三次躬，敬了三次酒，接下来我们该给太婆和大伯公“送”钱了，熊熊大火把“纸房子”和其它东西都点着了，当火正旺时，几个大人就用长长的树枝把下面没点着的顶起来，这就可以让下面的化为灰烬。一切拜祭结束后，大人们点燃了长长的鞭炮，增加了清明节的气氛，也带去了我们对太婆和大伯公的怀念。
一年一度的清明节又来到了，每年咱们都会到山上去祭扫外婆的墓，今年也不例外。早早地，咱们带着祭祀用的点心和花圈来到了外婆的墓前。
外婆的墓在半山腰，站在这里放眼望去，一片青绿，像是刚染上去的，丛中不时闪现出一簇簇火红的杜鹃花。妈妈拿出点心供在了墓前的石桌上，点上蜡烛和香，然后双手合十，祈祷着。我学着妈妈的样子，走过去，祈祷咱们全家都*安。这时只见爸爸拿起扫把，把墓周围的落叶等垃圾扫得干干净净，又拿起镰刀清理一些杂草，为坟墓培上新土。不一会儿，外婆的墓被打扫得一尘不染。香快烧完时，妈妈拿出一叠纸币，用火点燃。看着纸币燃烧完，咱们整理东西回家去了。
清明时节，让咱们在这样一个特殊的日子里，在怀念过去的同时，也让咱们珍惜生命。
今天是清明小长假的第一天，我和爸爸、妈妈回老家给外公扫墓。清明节，又叫踏青，按阳历来说，它是在每年的4月4日至6日之间，正是春光明媚草木吐绿的时节，也是我国传统节日中祭祖和扫墓的日子。一路上两边都是绿油油的麦田、成片成片的.猕猴桃树架，还有开满了苹果花的果园，就像刚下过雪一样，树上积满了层层的雪花，非常的好看。
正在我欣赏路边风景入迷的时候呢，我们的车很快就来到了姥姥家村口。舅舅、妗妗、哥哥和姐姐早已准备好，只等我们了。在一片柏树林中，我们找到了外公的墓碑。先燃香、接着把自己带的酒食果品放在墓前，再给外公烧纸钱，最后为坟墓培上新土。
在给外公扫墓的过程中，我有许了个愿望，希望外公在天堂保佑我们大家每天快快乐乐、身体健健康康！
今天是清明，每到这天，家家户户都会去扫墓，悼念、追思死去的亲人，而我们家也不会例外，为此，我们早早地起了床，开车前往萧山……
到了萧山，去萧山那里的亲友家吃完中饭后，我们就开车前往一座山，去祭拜我的太外公和太外婆。到了山角，抬头望去，山很高，山腰、山顶零零落落有几座坟墓，我估计，每一座都差不多占地6、7、8*方米。简陋的，是像小山一样，用土高高堆起，石碑它的正前方，雕刻着死去人的资料和立碑人。
“清明时节雨纷纷，路上行人欲断魂。”今天是清明节。清明祭扫是我国的风俗*惯，表达子孙后代的孝心，希望先人能入土为安。但，我们一家人却并非如此。
一大清早，我和姐姐手捧鲜花；妈妈和姑妈拿着纸钱；爸爸和姑丈搀扶着爷爷奶奶。
