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In the Qingming season, there were many rains ... "In the early spring, the drizzle, a group of children running and playing on the lawn, was carefree. That's how I spent my childhood as a child. Let ��s go and sweep the grave for Grandpa. ��Grandma took me young and got into the car Marlboro Red. It ��s another day of�� Qingming Festival ��. I ��m always excited on this day. It ��s no different than going to the park. Groups of relatives and friends, beautiful wreaths, elegant Sombrero, and sometimes delicious pastries ... In short, I thought that sweeping the grave was just a hurry to play, In the fifth grade, once, the school organized to martyrs' cemetery. The teacher repeatedly emphasized in the car that he must be serious and not laugh. I did n��t understand that I realized that the grave sweeper could n��t laugh and was serious. I used to think that ... Under the arrangement of the teacher, we mechanically presented white flowers and walked expressionlessly. On the way, I didn't even dare to say, "There is a lot of rain in the Qingming Festival, and people want to break the soul on the road. "As I grew older, I learned more and more. When I read Du Mu ��s poem, I realized that sweeping the grave was a sad thing. Remember that it was another Ching Ming Festival, and the sky was still floating. In the drizzle, I sat in the car and followed my grandmother to sweep the tombs of Grandpa and Grandma Parliament Cigarettes. Grandma took me to the tomb. She was busy setting up sacrifices and I looked at the photos of the two old men on the monument. My nose is sore and my eyes are hazy ... the so-called "two lives and deaths in ten years", but sometimes it is only one year before the yin and yang are separated. Because it is just one year ago today, my grandma came here to pull me He said, "Old man, Xiaoyu and I came to see you. How are you doing there?" Unexpectedly Cigarettes For Sale, now it is gone! Today, I am different from the past, and under the leadership of my grandma, I slowly walked to the tomb and bowed three times. Grandma was busy putting the tribute neatly in front of the stone monument. "Dad, mom, are you two old? Are you okay? It's another year, and we are bringing your grandson Xiaoyu to see you." Grandma said sadly while burning paper . At this time, the air was filled with a heavy breath, and it started to rain, cold and cold. "There is a lot of rain in the Qingming season, and people want to break their souls on the road." It is really good poetry! My grandmother's weeping voice made me feel full of thoughts and mixed feelings. The two kind grandparents and grandma laughed so well in the picture frame. For a while, my heart was empty, and I couldn't help crying. Grandma saw me so she stopped crying and said, "Do n��t be upset, this is a way for the Chinese to commemorate their deceased relatives. Be stronger, grandpa and grandma do n��t like to see you cry." I was strong at this time She nodded silently in tears, in order not to make grandma sad again. "Dad, mom, we don't have to give it to you as the second old man, we will come to see you again in the future." Grandma said goodbye to grandpa and grandma. We left, and left in three steps. Behind me are only two tombs that have just added new soil. As I continue to grow, I slowly realize that sweeping a grave means a Chinese family. Some people say: People can only grow up after experiencing years of great joy and sorrow. I think so. It ��s also a process of growing up from playing to being serious to being sentimental and finally understanding the meaning of it. This is how I grow up. Gradually understand a lot of truth; gradually learn to cherish time with loved ones
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