The Qingming Festival rains one after another, and people on the road want to die. Where can I find the restaurant? Shepherd Boy Yao Zhi Xinghuacun. Is a year Qingming season time. I was always afraid that the heaven would be satisfied, and the Qingming grief of people would delay the memorial ceremony to the deceased relatives with the thick rain. My brother always decided to go to the grave for his ancestors before Qingming Festival. This year is scheduled for the weekend before Qingming Festival. A fine day, Wanli blue sky without a trace of white clouds, afraid Noon too hot, mutually invite ten o’clock A.M. start. I bought incense paper coins and rushed all the way, but my elder brother and others had already set off. The graves are all on the mountain. The continuous mountains in my hometown changed the simplicity and elegance of winter, and the spring was vigorous. I had no time to take the spring of Zhou Cao into consideration and hurried to the graveyard. When I arrived at my father’s graveyard, a large group of brothers, nephews and grandsons were kneeling on the ground preparing to light the fire, I felt a little pleased (finally caught up!), Hurriedly took out the paper and ghost coins that he bought, and the nephew presented the sacrifice, so we began to burn the paper. It has been 16 years since my father left us, and he has already been in pain. Now we use this to cherish our memory and place our nostalgia on it. It is said that it is painful, and I always feel that there are wisps of melancholy in my heart, our relatives are buried in two mountains, separated by a small mountain, starting from the nearby father’s graveyard, from this mountain to that mountain, there are two aunts, uncle, grandfather, grandmother ,, one by one, it takes two or three hours to finish the burning, after paying tribute to all our relatives, we began to slow down down the mountain. The scenery along the way is like a clear and elegant landscape painting, and the spring in my hometown is not full of purple and red makeup. The continuous mountains are surrounded by layers of grass and green trees. In spring, the Earth is quietly replaced with green and green new clothes. The continuous mountains are like children wearing new clothes, snickering in the sun, clusters of peach blossoms, apricot flowers potly poised out of the pink head from the mountainside, dotted with the full green. It’s really touching. There is no need for more spring colors. There is a little red smell in the green bush. At the foot of the mountain, pieces of rape flowers danced in the wind, and the spring breeze gently kissed his cheek, taking away the faint grief and melancholy that he had just worshiped his ancestors. I feel so happy and happy, and my heart is full of comfort and comfort. We took home and enjoyed the infinite scenery. We walked through the two mountains casually and arrived at the door of our house. When we arrive at home, we will come to the end of Qingming sacrifice, which is divided into twist! There is a custom in our family, that is, our brothers of the same grandfather pay a few yuan per person according to the population of each family every Qingming Festival, except for buying some simple incense paper, the rest of the money for the ghost coins and the food for sacrifice is to buy twist, and then after the sacrifice is completed, the rest twist will be distributed per capita, and everyone will eat the twist distributed under the shade of the tree, I went home from home. It was said that after eating the food after the sacrifice, I could bring good luck. I bit a twist and it was so crisp! The feeling of happiness spreads with every cell of the body.

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