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清明节

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发表时间:2021-04-06 16:06

欲清明,思往事,惜流芳,易成伤,笑还颦,最断肠。


--题记


淡粉色的紫叶李开满了坟墓周围。远望,如同大片紫云在微风中摇曳着,有一种说不出的冷美,清新脱俗。


我与家人来到坟前,望着周围被风吹出的紫叶李花雨,我拾起一瓣,端详良久,蓦地想起独爱紫叶李的太奶奶。不觉想问一句,您在天堂过得还好吗?


是有多久没有再见到您了呢?距离上一次啊……我惊异,竟快五年了,五年足以改变一个人,我已不似当年的幼稚。而您呢,您可安好?


俯身,亲吻一瓣馨香,忆起那年,您牵着我的小手,在麦地边放风筝,风筝线断了,落在了那棵紫叶李上。我急了,不停地跺脚,您浅笑,搬来了梯子,替我将风筝取下来。我欣喜地拿着风筝,却忘却了您因为年老而摔倒的场景。您的爱我感受到了,却不知如何报答。您如春雨,而我恰似紫叶李,没有您的滋润,我怎能成长?


许是看我出神已久,表姐不禁喊我,这才回过神来。大家做着简单而又不可缺少的准备工作,清除墓旁杂草,把老人生前爱吃的点心供在坟前,烧着纸币,排除鞠躬,轮到我时,泪水已溢出眼眶。


仰头,沐浴着花瓣雨,脑海里全是您的笑脸。无论何时何地、何年何月,您都是浅笑着的,您就像长不大的孩童。达.芬奇为蒙娜丽莎的微笑而倾倒,而您,则是我生命的一部分。


我不禁转过头,苦笑的对表姐说:““思念是会呼吸的病”这话好对啊,这思念已在我心中深深地扎了根。”


回眸,望着墓碑。我浅笑,忍着悲伤、忍着不舍,重重地磕了头,离开了。


紫叶李纷芳,渲染着春天。春风如歌,唱尽春愁。清明,这时节,永留心中。

英语翻译;

Desire to be clear, think about the past, cherish the beauty, easy to hurt, smile and frown, the most heartbroken.


--Inscription


Pale pink purple leaf plums bloomed around the grave. Looking from a distance, like a large purple cloud swaying in the breeze, there is an indescribable cold beauty, fresh and refined.


I came to the grave with my family and looked at the purple leaf plum blossom rain around me. I picked up a petal, looked at it for a long time, and suddenly remembered the grandmother who loves purple leaf plum alone. I want to ask, how are you doing in heaven?


How long has it been since I saw you again? It’s been the last time...I’m surprised, it’s been almost five years, five years is enough to change a person, I am no longer as naive as I was back then. And you, are you well?


Leaning over, kissing a fragrant petal, remembering that year, you took my little hand and flew a kite by the side of the wheat field. The kite string broke and landed on the purple leaf plum. I was in a hurry and kept stomping my feet, you smiled, and you moved the ladder to take down the kite for me. I was holding the kite with joy, but forgot the scene where you fell because of your old age. I feel your love, but I don't know how to repay it. You are like a spring rain, and I am like a purple leaf plum. How can I grow without your moisture?


Maybe it was because I had been in a trance for a long time, and my cousin couldn't help calling me, and then I came back to my senses. Everyone was doing simple and indispensable preparations, clearing the weeds around the tomb, offering the old people’s favorite snacks in front of the grave, burning banknotes, and bowing. When it was my turn, tears overflowed in my eyes.


Looking up, bathing in a shower of petals, my mind is full of your smiling face. No matter when, where, what year and month, you are smiling, you are like a child who is not growing up. Leonardo was overwhelmed by Mona Lisa's smile, and you are a part of my life.


I couldn't help turning my head, and said to my cousin with a wry smile: "Missing is a breathing disease." This is a good thing. This longing has taken root deeply in my heart.


Looking back, looking at the tombstone. I smiled, endured grief, endure reluctance, kowtow heavily, and left.


Purple leaf Li Fenfang, exaggerating spring. The spring breeze is like a song, singing all the sorrows of spring. Ching Ming, this season, always keep in mind.



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