“清明時節(jié)雨紛紛，路上行人欲斷魂?！鼻迕鞴?jié)是一個緬懷逝者的日子。時光如流水，轉(zhuǎn)眼間又是一年清明節(jié)，今天天空下起了蒙蒙細(xì)雨，就像是天上的仙人在流淚，紀(jì)念著逝去的親人，表達(dá)哀思。早晨，爸爸媽媽就帶著我到鄉(xiāng)下去祭拜曾祖母。

" It rained in succession during the Qingming Festival, and passers-by wanted to break their souls." Qingming Festival is a day to remember the dead. Time is like flowing water. In a flash, it's the Qingming Festival. Today, there's a drizzle in the sky. It's like the immortal in the sky is crying, remembering the deceased family members and expressing their sadness. In the morning, mom and Dad took me to the countryside to worship my great grandmother.

我們在路邊的一個小超市里買了一吊祭祀祖先用的冥幣后，就坐車直奔鄉(xiāng)下，一路上我們沿著鄉(xiāng)間的水泥路前行。我望著車窗外，鄉(xiāng)下的景色可美了，山間的每一個角落都開滿了一簇簇火紅的映山紅，遠(yuǎn)遠(yuǎn)望去宛如一片片火紅的朝霞。鄉(xiāng)間田野的泥土還散發(fā)著一股淡淡的清香，小草可茂盛了，一陣春風(fēng)吹過，他們擺動著輕快的身體，沙沙作響，就像在為我們逝去的親人唱著思念之曲。

We bought a crane of Styx to sacrifice our ancestors in a small supermarket on the side of the road. Then we drove straight to the countryside. We walked along the cement road in the countryside. I looked out of the window. The countryside was beautiful. Every corner of the mountain was full of red YINGSHANHONG. From afar, it looked like a piece of red morning glow. The soil in the countryside still exudes a light fragrance. The grass is luxuriant, and a spring breeze blows. They are swinging their light bodies and rustling, just like singing the song of missing for our departed relatives.

大約經(jīng)過半個小時的車程，我們到達(dá)了老家，曾祖母就安葬在一個陡峭的小山坡上。我和爸爸來到了曾祖母的墳前，先掛上了那吊紙錢，然后在她的墳前跪拜了三下。望著曾祖母的墓碑，我瞬間想起了她對我的疼愛。記得有一次爸爸媽媽帶我去看望曾祖母，我一進(jìn)門她就拄著拐杖，邁著蹣跚的腳步在她的大木箱子里，掏出了她最喜歡而且僅有的一個雞腿，塞到了我的手里，我推辭說“您自己吃吧?！痹婺竻s說她不喜歡吃，叫我?guī)退?。那時年幼的我相信了。直到現(xiàn)在我才懂得她并不是不喜歡吃，而是為了留給我。想到這時，我頓時熱淚盈眶，視線漸漸模糊了……

After about half an hour's drive, we arrived at our hometown, where our great grandmother was buried on a steep hillside. My father and I went to my great grandmother's grave, hung the paper money first, and then knelt down three times in front of her grave. Looking at the gravestone of my great grandmother, I instantly remembered her love for me. I remember one time when my parents took me to visit my great grandmother. As soon as I entered the door, she was on crutches and hobbled in her big wooden box. She took out her favorite and only chicken leg and put it in my hand. I said," eat it yourself." Great grandmother said she didn't like eating, so she asked me to help her. I believed that when I was young. I don't know until now that she doesn't like eating, but to leave it to me. Thinking of this, I immediately burst into tears, and my vision gradually blurred

隨后我在曾祖母的墓前插上了我最愛吃的兩根棒棒糖，心里默默念道：“曾祖母您放心，您的曾孫女已經(jīng)長大了，我會聽話好好學(xué)習(xí)的?！?/p>

Then I put in two of my favorite lollipops in front of my great grandmother's grave, and said in my heart:" don't worry, great grandmother, your great granddaughter has grown up, and I will obey you and study hard."

每年掃墓，都會想起曾祖母生前的音容笑貌和對晚輩們的牽掛關(guān)心，心中頓時感慨萬千，“生前的一次孝敬，勝過身后百次掃墓?！蔽覀兠恳粋€人都應(yīng)該珍惜身邊的親人，百善以孝為先。

Every year, when I visit the tomb, I think of my great grandmother's voice, appearance and care for the younger generation. I feel a thousand emotions in my heart," one filial piety before my life is better than one hundred grave sweeps after my death." Every one of us should cherish the relatives around us. Filial piety is the first priority for all goodness.