How to write a diary for the Qingming Festival

An interesting day is coming to an end, and I'm sure we've all had a lot of experience with it, so why not sit down and do some journaling? So what kind of diary is appropriate? Here is my 2021 Qingming Festival Diary (Selected 13), I hope it can help you. Qingming Festival Diary 1 Qingming Festival is a traditional folk festival in China, usually around April 5 on the Gregorian calendar. The origin of the Qingming Festival is rumored to have begun in ancient times when emperors and generals "sacrificed" to make up. Later, the folk follow suit, on this day to ancestors and sweep the tomb, has become a fixed custom of the Chinese nation. In addition to sweeping tombs, Qingming Festival customs, there are also trekking and so on. Qingming in April, spring, everywhere showing a vibrant scene, is a great time to go trekking. I followed my mother to participate in her unit organized by the "Three Gorges of the Yellow River one-day tour". Along the way, we sang and laughed, enjoying the scenery along the way. Especially there is a beautiful sister, afraid of our seasickness, took us to do a fun game, called "werewolf kill". This is my first time to play this game, I was a little nervous, both afraid of their own draw "werewolf", but also afraid of their own "werewolf" inexplicably killed. It was really exciting! I have not played enough, to the scenic area. In the three gorges of the Yellow River, we visited the ghostly Lushan Gorge, the majestic Eight Mile Gorge, the nine twists and turns of the Longfeng Gorge and the marvelous deep Xuanlong Cave. My favorite part of the tour was riding the cable car, looking down at the turquoise waters of the Yellow River below and feeling like I was flying high in the air like a bird. The Qingming Festival, with its sentimental feeling of missing loved ones who have passed away and the atmosphere of joyful appreciation of spring, is really an extremely distinctive and very special festival. Qingming Festival Diary 2 This year's Qingming Festival vacation, our family to go to the field to go trekking. Along the way I was very excited, sitting in the car I always keep talking, laughing, twisting my body, my mother said I was happy crazy, haha ...... spring wind blowing us, birds singing in the sky, the roadside willow trees waving to us, they also tell me how beautiful spring. The roadside fields, wheat seedlings turquoise green, golden rapeseed flowers all open smile, like yellow and green composition of the picture. When we arrived at Maling Mountain, the mountain was already crowded with people, and it was so comfortable to walk among the green trees and red flowers. I like the dandelions by the roadside, with their golden petals and furry hearts, how cute they are. I like the peach blossoms like red clouds, a piece here and there, and my mood turns pink like the flowers. I like those green shiny leaves, like mom's cooking as fragrant ...... We came to the Ma Ling Shan Mausoleum, there are many people come to burn paper on the grave, Dad said that this is called ancestor worship, Qingming Festival in ancient times is also called the Ghost Festival, is to commemorate the deceased loved ones of the festival. Hearing the cries from afar, my heart can't help but feel a little sad, can't help but think of the classic recitation of the poem, "Qingming Festival rain has been, the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." This is really a festival that makes people sad and happy. Diary of Qingming Festival 3 Today is Qingming Festival. As the old saying goes, it rains a lot during the Qingming Festival. The weather is also cloudy. Our family went to Cihu for a walk. We walked on the road, see that the strong grass and with its tenacity to break out of the ground, to meet the spring is not willing to show weakness, it put on the new turquoise clothing, green grass in the flowers piece, there are red, green, yellow ...... We walked a little way to a field, before the eyes of the eyes everywhere is a pleasing golden, rapeseed flower Spirited solemn, a pearl-like dewdrop slide slide like in the golden flowers roll around ...... Cihu side, willow tree a willow braid and green leaves and buds decorated, really than any girl's head jewelry. Passing by the Cihu Mausoleum, we couldn't help but walk in. Looking at the graves of the martyrs, looking at a wreath, looking at the pure white flowers, my heart can not help but waves. I thought a lot of many: our happy and beautiful life today are created by the revolutionary martyrs for us, but also with their blood. So, a thought came into my mind: I should inherit the will of the martyrs, study hard and strive to become a pillar of building the country. Then, we went to Huangjiaoxao, the mountain is also crowded, everyone's face is full of nostalgia, looking at this scene, my heart has some regret. I hope my elders will live long and healthy. This Qingming Festival trekking gave me more feelings, but also made me once again understand the soft side of nature, my harvest is so great! Qingming Festival Diary 4 In the afternoon of Qingming Festival, I made an appointment with my father to go to the wetland park to fly kites. When we arrived at the wetland park, the first thing we saw was countless cars, both ends of the road, both sides of the road, the parking lot was full of them. It took my dad a long time to park the car. When I left the entrance of the park, wow! It was a food market, with stalls all over the place. The goods are beautiful, let me see is dazzling. There are selling barbecue, there are selling fruits, there are selling kites, there are selling flowers and plants, there are selling tents ...... people come and go are almost crowded over. After squeezing through the crowd we left a large lawn. The lawn was crowded with people relaxing and flying kites. I and my father had a hard time finding a group less center, mounted my kite. The kite was a bit difficult to fly and I couldn't get it up. Then my father taught me a little skill to fly the kite: you have to run and let go the line at the same time, then the kite will go up. I tried many times and finally succeeded. I think there is no method to do anything, just practice from time to time, and you will surely succeed. The Qingming Festival in the past years was really special. Qingming Festival Diary 5 In this bright spring day, we have ushered in the Qingming Festival, which is a traditional festival in China. China's Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu wrote a poem entitled "Qingming": Qingming Festival rain has, the road pedestrians want to break their souls. I asked where the tavern was, and the shepherd boy pointed to the apricot blossom village. Early in the morning of the Qingming Festival, when the sky was drizzling, many of my relatives and I went to a small mountain village in Huadu, bringing offerings such as joss sticks and candles, roasted pigs, fruits, teas, pastries and wines, etc., to pay respect to our ancestors. When we arrived at the cemetery, we began to clean up the weeds on and around the grave. After cleaning up, we put the roasted pig, fruits, tea, wine and pastries in front of the cemetery, and then lighted joss sticks and candles, clothes and pants made of paper, and paper money to pray for our ancestors to bless us with health, peace and happiness! Finally, we also set off firecrackers. Before going down the hill, I also reminded Uncle to put out the fire to prevent hill fires. Qingming Festival lets us remember our ancestors and learn to be grateful! Qingming Festival Diary 6 Qingming Festival is a traditional Chinese festival. On that day, people hold offerings in their hands. Carrying paper money, they go to the graves of their loved ones to sweep the tombs. Qingming Festival falls in the first half of April every year. On the day of Qingming, relatives and friends from far away will rush to their hometowns to sweep the graves of their loved ones who died in their hometowns and to honor their loved ones. On the day of Ching Ming, those who go to sweep the graves prepare a lot of offerings, including rice and fruits, pork, chickens and ducks, goggles, rice wine, tea, fruits ...... In addition to these, they also bring paper money. Scented candles. Firecrackers. People door to the mountain on the splitter to loved ones before and after the tomb of the weeds split off, and then hoe the tomb before and after the tomb of the grass to remove clean, and then in front of the tomb to light incense and candles, set up offerings, offerings, to the dead loved ones to bow a few times, the offerings of tea and wine poured on the ground to the end of the paper money brought to be burned. Finally, a string of firecrackers is set off, and the tomb-sweeping is completed. Qingming day, to the mountains to sweep the grave of very many people, and this day the mountains are full of azaleas, there are big red. There are pink ones, very beautiful. After sweeping the graves, people have to set off firecrackers, this side of the "cracking, popping" sound, and that side of the "cracking, popping" sound. This is the busiest day in the mountains. This is our traditional Chinese festival - Qingming Festival. Qingming Festival Diary 7 Qingming Festival has a history of more than 2,000 years, and in ancient times it was also called Treading Green Festival, March Festival, Ancestor Sacrifice Festival and Tomb Sweeping Festival. "This morning, our family went to visit our great-grandfather's grave in the light rain. The fine rain felt a little bit cool on my face. Crossing the road and then taking a rugged mountain road, I passed through a lush forest, where the leaves of the trees looked even more delicate under the wash of rain. The mountain azalea red blooming colorful, halfway up the mountainside covered with a thin layer of fog, if hidden there is a bit of mystery. There is a tall pine tree on the mountain, standing tall in the mountains, like a guard guarding the mountain. In a short while, we came to the great-grandfather's grave, grandma milk took out a towel and wiped the tombstone, grandpa pulled out the weeds in front of the grave one by one. My brother and I picked two branches of the reddest red of the mountains and stuck them in front of the grave, put on some fruits and gave our great-grandfather three deep bows to show that we y miss him. Grandma said, "Great-grandfather will bless us with health and peace." Qingming Festival is not only a festival full of vitality, but also a festival full of sadness. Qingming Diary 8 Qingming Festival began around the Zhou Dynasty and has a history of more than two thousand five hundred years by now. Qingming is a very important festival in the beginning, once Qingming arrives, the temperature will rise, it is a good time for spring plowing and planting, before and after the Qingming, planting melons and beans, "planting trees and forests, do not over the Qingming" proverbs. There are many customs of Qingming Festival, including tomb-sweeping: tomb-sweeping on Qingming Festival is to honor the ancestors. According to long-established customs, most Beijingers used to sweep their tombs on the Qingming Festival, but the ceremony was not held on the day of the Qingming Festival, but on a "single" day close to the Qingming Festival. Legend has it that only monks sweep their graves on Qingming. There is also willow-planting: as an old saying goes, "If you plant flowers, you will not be able to plant them, but if you don't want to plant them, you will be able to plant them." It is said that the custom of planting willows is in honor of Shennong. In some places, people put willow branches under the eaves of houses to forecast the weather. Besides these customs, there are many other customs of Qingming Festival. Qingming Festival is not only a traditional festival, it is also a long "living" cultural heritage of the Chinese nation. "The rain falls one after another during Qingming Festival, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls ......" Qingming Festival Diary 9 Qingming Festival is here, and the school organizes us to go to Nanshan Park to sweep the graves. After coming to Nanshan Park, we went to the Martyrs' Memorial Square, held activities in all aspects and offered small white flowers we made. After the activities were held, we started to taste the picnic. The martyrs gave their precious lives for the sake of our motherland and construction, their blood dyed the earth red, the national flag red, and the red scarf worn on us. They were so brave, so strong, so great. They gave their lives for the beautiful motherland and their youth for our beautiful life. Their hearts are shining and glowing, their blood is bright red and glowing, and the love they gave will never change. Without these martyrs, there would be no our beautiful motherland, without these martyrs, there would be no our happy and beautiful today. A thought rose in my mind: we should inherit the legacy of the martyrs, study hard, and become a pillar of the building of the motherland. Qingming Day Diary 10 Qingming Day is here, my father and I went to the Revolutionary Martyrs Hall to sweep the graves. When we came here, we walked in with a heavy heart. Inside there were statues of revolutionary heroes and heroic deeds of the martyrs, and I bowed y to them to show my feelings of mourning for them. There are more and more people here: some are old people with gray hair, some are small children who can just walk, and there are also students from the Junior Military School, who are wearing neat and tidy costumes and shouting loud slogans to salute the heroes. There were also small reporters who came here, and they sang a song "We are the successors of ****anism" with loud voices*** and laid flower baskets for the martyrs. Then we went to the Huancheng Lake and saw the wind blowing the willow trees like a little girl blowing her long green hair, and there were colorful kites floating in the sky. Our mood began to soothe, we inhaled the fresh air at the lake, and we turned out to be very happy. Today's outing let me grow a lot of knowledge, know the Qingming Festival is a traditional holiday in China, after this day every year I will come here, I want to learn from the martyrs, grow up to be a police officer, for the motherland to serve the people, so that people will always be happy and well-being. Qingming Festival Diary 11 In the spring once a year Qingming Festival has arrived. Because it's spring and the grass is green and the apricot blossoms are blooming, my mom and I decided to go for a walk. My mom and I walked to the Milky Way Park, after arriving at the Milky Way Park, the beauty of spring y attracted us, we strolled while enjoying the spring of the Milky Way Park. At this time a wave of apricot blossom fragrance to meet the face, it led me to the apricot blossom, I looked up, the breeze coincidentally an apricot blossom drifted to the top of my nose, a few trees are full of flowers, the ground below the tree, there are countless apricot blossoms, here into a sea of flowers, I pick up the ground apricot blossoms in the hands of a lift, apricot blossoms like a white butterfly flying down. A spring breeze, and blew me to the low bushes just spit teeth, the bushes were gardeners pruned into a variety of, some like a small pagoda, some like a rectangle, a thousand shapes and sizes. I also looked up and looked into the distance, the sky is full of different forms of kites, some like a bear, my like a butterfly, some like a phoenix ...... I certainly do not want to lag behind, and hurriedly took out my eagle kite flying up. My kite flew high, and it was one of the happiest treks I've ever had. Qingming Festival Diary 12 Today, I went to Mulberry Garden with my father, my mother and my brother to trek the green. This time, we are going to Louxi Manor to see horses and ostriches. We went with my uncle and aunt. Because the road there had just been paved, we could only walk up the hill to see the animals. After about two hours of walking, we were already physically and mentally exhausted. Suddenly, I saw a bright light in front of my eyes, a grass house inserted a few rows of large letters: Louxi Manor Welcome. I immediately changed from the end of the row to the head of the row and shouted, "The end is not far away from us!" Not long after, we arrived at the entrance of the manor. We entered the manor gate, first of all, a horse, they are all full of muscle, suddenly, two male horses in the hooves kick each other, the smaller horse a few times to be kicked. Then look at the ostriches, they have been walking around the pasture, sometimes several ostriches are running together, sometimes ...... there are several large wooden blocks with several sentences written on them, all about plants. The last sentence was for us to plant a variety of seeds. We each took a seed and buried it in the soil. And went home happily. Qingming Festival Diary 13 Tomorrow is another Qingming Festival, with a respectful heart, I left my mother's unit - Ulanhu Memorial Hall, wanting to pay tribute to Grandpa Ulanhu as well as many martyrs of the reaction. Because of the school thinking about the safety achievements, not arranged for the lower grades of students to go to the tomb, so I originally do not understand what is the tomb, tomorrow specifically to go to my mother's unit to see how some older brothers and sisters to carry out the activities of commemoration. Everyone lined up in a uniform line left the memorial plaza, with a variety of ways to express their feelings of remembrance of the martyrs of the reaction. There were poems read aloud, speeches made, reactionary songs sung, and reactionary stories told. Watching them play and listening to them read, I was moved. It turns out that our happy life tomorrow is the result of the blood of so many reactionary martyrs, how difficult it is! They are really great! Later on, we also observed three minutes of silence and laid a basket of flowers to the bronze statue of Grandpa Ulanhu. The first item is to enter the memorial hall to see. Usually I do not come to my mom's unit, but I have never so carefully viewed the exhibition hall. Listening to the explanation of the narrator aunt, I was particularly moved. I will cherish tomorrow's happy life, will also study hard, grow up to make contributions to the motherland.