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Qingming Festival

Qingming Festival

By Maya CoberlyPublished about a year ago 3 min read

Another Qingming Festival arrived, we wore school uniforms, wearing a bright red scarf on the chest, holding a hand-made small white flowers, holding a red flag, to the tombstone of Luo Jinwen martyrs.

We walked neatly and firmly, sad and heavy steps, came to Luo Jinwen's tombstone, that tombstone is how solemn, solemn. I thought to myself: Dear martyr Luo Jinwen! Our classmates have come to see you. Our life is very happy, beautiful, healthy, happy, please rest in peace!

On the high monument were written the big words "The revolutionary martyrs are immortal". We held grave cleaning activities here.

The sound of the cannon was so loud, the recitation of the representative was so affectionate, and we were very excited, silently comforting the hero in our hearts.

Next is the introduction of teacher Tang as a martyr. Listening to his deeds, I seemed to see Comrade Luo Jinwen that death, heroic killing of the enemy scene, heard the heroic unyielding cry. He gave everything for the victory of the motherland, for the sake of the people, and gave his precious life without reservation. Martyr Lo Jinman! May you, like that beautiful flower, bloom beautiful and fragrant on the land of the motherland, so that every corner of the motherland is full of vitality and hope!

Standing in front of the tombstone, everyone looked up to the tombstone of martyr Luo Jinwen, and gave the white flowers made by himself to the most respectable hero. At this time, I seemed to see countless heroes and martyrs standing in front of me, standing tall! A brave war? It is they who, for the liberation of new China and the people, shed their heads, shed their blood, and sacrificed their lives in exchange for our good life today. O martyrs! Your spirit, which would rather die than yield, inspires us to move forward, so that each of us is full of the heart of unremitting efforts for the motherland.

O martyrs! We will live up to your expectations. Take responsibility for the prosperity of our country, building our country's mission, please rest assured? We must study hard, make progress every day, and be proactive to become the pillars of the motherland.

Please rest in peace!

Reading is like a spiritual journey, accompanying us through the cycle of seasons, accompanying us through thousands of mountains and rivers, each reading, condensing a bit of wisdom, slowly infiltrating into life. Become the precious wealth of life.

I like reading extracurricular books very much. Reading books makes me learn a lot.

Reading has made me understand that success can only be achieved with grace.

I have read such a story: in the First World War, a British army was defeated by the army led by Napoleon. The generals of the army fled to the farmer's cowshed. When they were tired, they were surprised to find a spider spinning a web in the strong wind. Again and again the web is torn by the wind, but again and again the spider weaves it. The general was shocked by the elf. So he returned to his army, regrouped and prepared for battle, and finally defeated Napoleon's mighty army at Waterloo in Belgium. This story made me understand that if you don't go through the storm, you can't see the rainbow, and no one can succeed casually. There is no smooth road in the world.

Reading makes me understand the great selflessness of parental love.

I have more than once read A Cold Heart, in which a young man promises the girl he loves his mother's heart as a dowry. He killed his mother, holding her heart overnight rushed to the girl's home, accidentally, fell, the heart fell to the ground. At this time, the heart suddenly said: "Child, did it hurt?" Every time I read this, I am deeply shocked: only by understanding the love of parents can a person obtain eternal happiness.

Books are my spiritual food. They shape my soul. When Jane Eyre said, "We are equal, I am not an emotionless machine," I understood the dignity of being a woman. When Pedofi said, "If you are free, you can throw away both," I learned the value of being a human being. When Browning said, "Take away love and the world will be a tomb," I learned how important it is to give love to others.

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