Another interesting day is coming to an end. I believe everyone has a lot of experience. Let's sit down and keep a diary. So what kind of diary is appropriate? The following is my diary of 202 1 Tomb-Sweeping Day (selected 13), I hope it will help you. Tomb-Sweeping Day Diary 1 Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional folk festival in China, which usually falls around April 5th in Gregorian calendar. It is said that the origin of Tomb-Sweeping Day began with the supplement of "basic sacrifice" by ancient emperors. Later, people followed suit, and it became a fixed custom of the Chinese nation to worship ancestors and sweep graves on this day. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, besides sweeping graves, there are also outings. Qingming in April, spring back to the earth, everywhere showing a vibrant scene, it is a good time to go for an outing. My mother and I participated in the "One-day Tour of the Three Gorges of the Yellow River" organized by her unit. Along the way, we sang and laughed and looked at the scenery along the way. Especially a beautiful girl, afraid of our motion sickness, took us to play a fun game called "Wolf Man Killing". This is my first time to play this game, and I am a little nervous. I am afraid that I have drawn a "werewolf" and I am afraid that I will be killed by a "werewolf" for no reason. How exciting! We've had enough fun before we get to the scenic spot. In the Three Gorges of the Yellow River, we visited the magical Gushan Gorge, the majestic Bali Gorge, the winding Longfeng Gorge and the magical and profound Longxuan Cave. My favorite thing is to take the cable car and look at the green Yellow River below. It feels like a bird flying in the sky. Tomb-Sweeping Day, with the sadness of missing the deceased relatives and enjoying the atmosphere of spring with joy, is really a very distinctive and special festival. Diary of Tomb-Sweeping Day 2 This year's holiday in Tomb-Sweeping Day, our family went for an outing. I was excited all the way. I always laugh and wriggle when I sit in the car. My mother said I was crazy with joy. Haha ... Spring breeze is blowing us, birds are singing in the air, and willows on the roadside are waving to us. They also told me how beautiful spring is. In the fields by the roadside, the wheat seedlings are green, and the golden rape flowers are smiling, just like a picture composed of yellow and green. We came to Maling Mountain. There are already many people on the mountain. It is really comfortable for people to walk among green trees and red flowers. I like dandelions on the roadside, golden petals and hairy flower hearts. How cute. I like peach blossoms like red clouds. Here and there, my mood turns pink like this flower. I like those shiny green leaves, which are as fragrant as my mother's cooking ... We came to Malingshan Cemetery again, and many people came to burn paper for the grave. Dad said it was called ancestor worship, and Tomb-Sweeping Day was also called Ghost Festival in ancient times, which was a festival to commemorate the deceased relatives. Hearing the crying in the distance, I felt a little sad, and I couldn't help but think of the poem in the classic reading, "It rains in the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." This is really a sad and happy festival. Tomb-Sweeping Day Diary 3 Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. The ancients said: It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival. It is cloudy, too. Our family went to Cihu for an outing. When we were walking on the road, we saw the strong grass break through the ground with its tenacious perseverance. In order to welcome the spring, it is not to be outdone, and put on a new green dress. There are pieces of flowers on the green grass, red, green and yellow ... We walked for a while and came to a field, full of pleasing golden yellow, and rape flowers stood there in full spirit, like pearls. After passing Cihu Cemetery, we couldn't help going in. Looking at the graves of martyrs, wreaths and pure white flowers, my heart can't help but fluctuate. I have thought a lot: our happy and beautiful life today was created for us by revolutionary martyrs and also bought with their blood. So, I had an idea in my heart: to inherit the legacy of the martyrs, study hard and strive to become the pillar of building the country. Then, we went to Huangjiaao, and the mountain was crowded with people. Everyone's face is full of nostalgia. Looking at this scene, I feel a little sorry. I hope the elders can live a long life and be healthy. This outing in Tomb-Sweeping Day gave me more feelings and let me know the feminine side of nature again. What a great harvest! Tomb-Sweeping Day Diary 4 In the afternoon in Tomb-Sweeping Day, my father and I made an appointment to fly kites in the Wetland Park. When I arrived at the Wetland Park, I first saw countless cars, two ends of the road, two sides of the road, and a parking lot. It took dad a long time to park the car. Leave the park gate, wow! This place has become a vegetable market, and there are people setting up stalls outside. These goods are so beautiful that I am dazzled. There are barbecues, fruits, kites, flowers and tents ... people come and go. Squeezing through the crowd, we left a large lawn. The lawn is crowded with people relaxing and flying kites. My father and I finally found a group with fewer centers and put on my kite. I started flying kites. Kites are a bit difficult to fly. I can't fly anyway. Later, my father taught me a little skill of flying a kite: you have to run and put the string away before the kite can go up. I tried many times and finally succeeded once. I think there is no way to do anything, as long as you practice from time to time, you will succeed. Tomb-Sweeping Day was really special in previous years. Diary of Tomb-Sweeping Day 5 On this beautiful spring day, we welcome Tomb-Sweeping Day, and Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional festival in our country. Du Mu, a contemporary poet of the Tang Dynasty in China, wrote a poem named Tomb-Sweeping Day: It rains in the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road are dying. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. Early in the morning in Tomb-Sweeping Day, it began to rain in Mao Mao. Many relatives and I went to a small mountain village in Huadu, bringing incense sticks, roast pigs, fruits, tea, cakes and wine to worship our ancestors. When we arrived at the cemetery, we began to clean up the weeds on and around the cemetery. After cleaning up, put the roast pig, fruit, tea, wine and cakes in front of the tomb, then light incense sticks, paper-cut clothes, trousers and paper money, and pray for our ancestors to bless our health, peace and happiness! Finally, we set off firecrackers. Before going down the mountain, I also specially reminded my uncle to put out the fire and prevent mountain fires. Tomb-Sweeping Day lets us remember our ancestors and learn to be grateful! Tomb-Sweeping Day Diary Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional festival in China. On that day, people held sacrifices in their hands. Carrying paper money, I went to visit relatives' graves. Tomb-Sweeping Day is in the first half of April every year. On Qingming Day, relatives and friends who are far away from home will rush to their hometown to sweep the graves of relatives who died in their hometown and commemorate their loved ones. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, grave sweepers prepared many sacrifices, including rice fruit, pork, chickens and ducks, fish, rice wine, tea and fruit ... Besides these, they also brought paper money. Candles. Firecrackers. When people get to the mountain, they cut off the weeds in front of and behind their relatives' graves with cleavers, then clean up the grass in front of and behind the graves with hoes, and then light incense sticks in front of the graves and place sacrifices. When offering sacrifices, you should bow to your dead relatives, pour the tea and wine after the sacrifice on the ground, and burn the paper money you brought. Finally, set off a string of firecrackers and sweep the grave. On Qingming Day, many people went to the mountains to sweep graves. There were azaleas all over the mountains, and some of them were still bright red. There are pink ones, which are beautiful. When people finish sweeping graves, they will set off firecrackers. There will be crackling here and there. This day is the most lively day on the mountain. This is our traditional festival in China-Tomb-Sweeping Day. Tomb-Sweeping Day Diary 7 Tomb-Sweeping Day has a history of more than two thousand years. In ancient times, it was also called Walking Festival, March Festival, Ancestor Festival and Tomb-Sweeping Day. "It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival". This morning, our family braved the drizzle to visit our great grandfather's grave. Thin raindrops hit my face and I felt a little cold. After crossing the road, I walked a rugged mountain road and passed through a lush forest, and the leaves were more delicate under the erosion of rain. The azaleas in the mountains are blooming brightly, and there is a thin layer of fog on the mountainside, which is somewhat mysterious. There is a tall pine tree on the mountain, standing high on the mountain, guarding the mountain like a guard. After a while, we came to my great-grandfather's grave. Grandma took out a towel and wiped the tombstone. Grandpa pulled up the weeds in front of the grave one by one. My brother and I picked the two reddest azaleas and put them in front of the grave. We put fruit on it and made three deep bows to our great-grandfather to show that we deeply miss him. Grandma said, "Great grandfather will make us healthy and safe." Tomb-Sweeping Day is not only a festival full of vitality, but also a festival full of sadness. Tomb-Sweeping Day Diary 8 Tomb-Sweeping Day started in the Zhou Dynasty and has a history of more than 2,500 years. Tomb-Sweeping Day was a very important solar term from the beginning. As soon as Tomb-Sweeping Day arrives, the temperature rises, which is a good season for spring ploughing and sowing. There used to be proverbs such as "Before and after the Qingming Festival, we planted melons and beans" and "Planting trees is not as good as Tomb-Sweeping Day". There are many customs in Tomb-Sweeping Day, one of which is sweeping graves. When you visit the grave in Tomb-Sweeping Day, you respect your ancestors. According to the time-honored custom, most Beijingers used to sweep graves in Tomb-Sweeping Day, but the sweeping ceremony was not held on the day of Tomb-Sweeping Day, but on the "Singles' Day" near Qingming. Legend has it that only monks sacrifice to sweep graves in Tomb-Sweeping Day. There is also a willow: because there is an old saying that "flowers can't be planted with heart, and willows can't be planted unintentionally." It is said that the custom of inserting willows is to commemorate Shennong. In some places, people put willow branches under the eaves to predict the weather. Besides these customs, there are many customs in Tomb-Sweeping Day. Tomb-Sweeping Day is not only a traditional festival, but also a long-standing "living" cultural heritage of our Chinese nation. "It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die ..." Tomb-Sweeping Day Diary 9 Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived, and the school organized us to visit the grave in nanshan park. After coming to nanshan park, we went to the Martyrs Memorial Square, held various activities and presented our own small white flowers. After the activity, we began to have a picnic. The martyrs paid precious lives for the motherland and construction. Their blood dyed the earth red, the national flag red and the red scarf worn on our heads red. They are so brave, so strong and so great. They gave their lives for the beautiful motherland and their youth for our beautiful life. Their hearts are shining, their blood is bright red and their love will never change. Without these martyrs, there would be no beautiful motherland. Without these martyrs, there would be no happy and beautiful today. I have an idea in my heart: we should inherit the legacy of the martyrs, study hard and become the pillars of the motherland. Tomb-Sweeping Day Diary 10 Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived, and my father and I went to the Revolutionary Martyrs Memorial Hall to visit the grave. When we came here, we walked in with a heavy heart. There are portraits of revolutionary heroes and heroic deeds of martyrs. I bowed deeply to them to express my sorrow for them. There are more and more people here: some are white-haired old people, some are toddlers, and some are junior military school students. They dressed neatly and shouted loud slogans to pay tribute to the heroes. There are also small reporters who come here. They sang a song "We are the Successors of * * * *" with a loud voice, and presented a flower basket to the martyrs. Then, we went to the lake around the city and saw the wind blowing willows, just like a little girl blowing long green hair and colorful kites floating in the air. Our mood began to relax. We breathe fresh air by the lake, and we are always happy. Today's trip made me gain a lot of knowledge. I know that Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional festival in China. I come here on this day every year. I want to learn from the martyrs. When I grow up, I want to be a policeman, serve the motherland and the people, and make people happy and healthy forever. Tomb-Sweeping Day Diary 1 1 The annual Tomb-Sweeping Day comes in spring. Because the grass is green and the apricot blossoms are in bloom in spring, my mother and I decided to go for an outing. I went to Galaxy Park with my mother. After arriving at the Galaxy Park, the beautiful shadow of spring attracted us deeply. We strolled and enjoyed the Galaxy Park, which is full of spring. At this time, the fragrance of apricot blossoms came to my face and led me to apricot blossoms. I looked up and happened to see an apricot flower floating on my nose in the breeze. Several trees are full of flowers, and there are countless apricot blossoms on the ground under the trees. This place has become an ocean of flowers. I picked up the apricot blossom on the ground and held it in my hand. Apricot flowers fall like white butterflies. A spring breeze blew me into the bushes, where I spat. The gardener pruned the shrubs into various shapes, some like small pagodas and some like cuboids. I looked up into the distance again. The sky is full of kites of different shapes, some like bears, some like butterflies, some like phoenixes ... Of course I don't want to lag behind, so I quickly took out my eagle kite and put it up. My kite flies high, which is my happiest outing. Tomb-Sweeping Day Diary 12 Today, my parents and my younger brother went for an outing in Sangyuan. This time we are going to see horses and ostriches at Louxi Manor. We have an appointment with my uncle. Because the road there has just been paved, we can only walk up the mountain to see the animals. After walking for about two hours, we were exhausted. Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and a few lines of big characters were inserted on the straw house: Welcome to Louxi Manor. I immediately changed from the end of the row to the head of the row, shouting, "The finish line is not far from us!" " "Soon, we arrived at the gate of the manor. We entered the gate of the manor. First of all, there is a good horse. They are all full of muscles. Suddenly, two stallions were kicking each other with their hooves, and the smaller horse was kicked several times. Look at those ostriches. They have been walking around the pasture. Sometimes several ostriches run together, and sometimes ... there are several big wooden blocks with words written on them, all about plants. Let's plant all kinds of seeds. Each of us took a seed and buried it in the soil. I am happy to go home. Tomb-Sweeping Day Diary 13 Tomorrow is Tomb-Sweeping Day. With respect, I left my mother's unit, Ulanhu Memorial Hall, to pay homage to Grandpa Ulanhu and many reactionary martyrs. I didn't know what grave sweeping was at that time, because the school didn't arrange for junior students to sweep graves for safety reasons. Go to my mother's unit tomorrow to see how some big brothers and sisters carry out memorial activities. Everyone left the memorial square in a unified team and expressed their thoughts on the reactionary martyrs in various ways. There are poems, speeches, reactionary songs and reactionary stories. Watching their performances and listening to their reading, I was moved. It turns out that our happy life tomorrow is bought by so many reactionary martyrs with blood. How difficult it is! How great they are! Afterwards, everyone observed a three-minute silence and presented a flower basket to the bronze statue of Grandpa Ulanhu. The first item is to enter the memorial hall to watch. I always come to my mother's office, but I have never seen the exhibition hall so carefully. After listening to the explanation of the commentator's aunt, I was particularly moved. I will cherish tomorrow's happy life, study hard and make contributions to my motherland when I grow up.