又是一年清明时，天空中弥漫着一层薄雾，仿佛给大地披上了一层思念的纱衣。我怀着沉重又期待的心情，参与了清明的系列活动。以下是智学网为大伙精心收拾的《难忘的清明节英语日记》，欢迎大伙阅读。

1.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇一

During the Qingming Festival, rain falls heavily and pedestrians on the road are about to lose their souls. When asked where the tavern is, the shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village from afar. "This is a poem by Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu describing the scene of people going up the mountain to sweep tombs during the Qingming Festival.

Qingming Festival is a traditional Chinese holiday, on which living people go to pay respects to their deceased relatives.

On this day, I woke up early and rode my father's motorcycle to Dongkeng to sweep the grave. Along the way, there was a continuous drizzle, and a few gusts of wind brushed past my ears, bringing a hint of coldness.

At Dongkeng, the rain quietly sTOPped. We'll tidy up a little before going to sweep the grave. This place is located in the wilderness, with weeds growing everywhere.

Seeing grandpa Tomb, I feel my nose sour and uncomfortable. I remember my dad once told me: Grandpa can sing opera and play the role of a clown on stage. His performance is so lifelike that it often makes the audience burst into laughter. He can write beautiful calligraphy and even fold many small animals. When I was unhappy when I was a child, my grandfather always used a few comic books to make me happy. Unfortunately, he left us when I was three years old. Dad often sighed and said, 'If only he were still alive, he could teach you many things.' Suddenly, a wave of sadness spread in my heart.

The adults were busy weeding and tilling Grandpa's grave, and I also came to help. I draped silver bars over Grandpa's grave to make it look even more beautiful. We placed many offerings in front of the tomb and even inserted a cigarette. The adults knelt down one by one and kept reciting from their mouths. I silently watched everything and felt a sharp pain in my heart. It's my turn now. I knelt down three times and heard my grandmother help me recite, "May the children make progress in their studies and the adults work smoothly." I couldn't help but lift myself up and thought to myself, "Grandpa, I will study hard and not let you worry.

After the worship, everyone and I went down the mountain with a sad heart.

This is my first time coming to worship my grandfather. Today, tomb sweeping has given me a deeper understanding, which is a way of missing my deceased loved ones. This year's Qingming Festival is truly unforgettable for me.

2.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇二

The annual Qingming Festival is here again, and I can't help but think of various activities from the past, such as sweeping tombs, paying respects to martyrs, and visiting memorial halls. Let me now introduce my observations during the Qingming Festival at the "Ji Lu Yu Revolutionary Heroes Memorial Hall".

That was when I was in fourth grade of elementary school, the school organized a reward for the "Three Good Students" to visit the Revolutionary Heroes Memorial Hall.

The weather was nice that day, but our emotions were very complicated. We sat in the car, singing red songs and chatting about the stories of revolutionary martyrs along the way. Unconsciously, we arrived at a remote and ancient venue with a sign on the door that read ten big characters: Ji Lu Yu Revolutionary Heroes Memorial Hall. Here we are. After the teachers told us the precautions, we eagerly rushed into the courtyard. There was an ancient well here, and after finishing it in a hurry, we walked inside again. As we walked, we looked left and right, and the tour guide told us many stories from the past. Looking at this ancient courtyard, with its ancient furnishings, the stories of the past seem to be right in front of me. Next, we arrived at the exhibition hall, where the most eye-catching thing was a large cannon. We looked at it several times, but still couldn't see enough. We continued walking inside and arrived at the courtyard where the soldiers were free to move around. There was only one stone table and a few stone benches in the courtyard. Going further inside, it's the place where the soldiers train daily. The row of houses next to the training ground are their resting rooms, but due to time constraints, we didn't take a closer look. Then the tour guide led us into a small passage, one after another, very long. After walking, we arrived at the place where the leaders were researching and working. Each room here had a name, which could tell us at a glance what it was for. We visited the residences of Mao Zedong and others again - they were equally rudimentary, which made us feel a lot of emotions. After reading these, the tour guide and teacher allowed us to freely visit, and we saw a lot more, including their daily utensils, weapons, and so on. It really opened our eyes.

This Qingming Festival left a deep impression on me.

3.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇三

On April 5th, my mother received an invitation letter from 人工智能A Ceiling for the "Home Building Materials Exclusive CEO Signing Ceremony" and invited us to attend. So my mother and I drove to the scene together.

When I arrived at the second floor of Jiangtian Hotel, the grand scene in front of me stunned me: countless balloons twisted into the shape of a big arrow, colorless and colorful; delicate. Cake tower powder is tender and fragrant, tempting and enticing; The dazzling array of sushi dishes is endless, making one's mouth water; And

I was playing the small game before the opening - grabbing a chair. The host said, "I counted the numbers 3, 6, and 9. When it comes to grabbing chairs, you can sit on these three chairs and get an item if you grab them." At first, someone heard the number "9" and hurriedly ran over. However, when they grabbed it, they realized it was wrong and had to retreat in a dejected manner. I listened carefully to the host's numbers, afraid of missing them. Finally, a shout of 'grab the chair' called out many people. But there are only three chairs, and everyone is racing like a race to grab them. When I ran to the chair, many people were already approaching. I had to run at full throttle and quickly entered the combat circle, grabbing a chair and obtaining a set of glass bowls.

Then the presidents of the seven major decoration companies took the stage one by one to introduce the preferential policies offered by their companies and gave many gifts. During the CEO Q Swallowtail vegetables are like a swallow's tail lying flat on the ground, with slender leaves. There's a piece of Qucai here! "I shouted. My second sister ran over and started digging with me. I always cut off the leaves at that time. My aunt told me to dig deeper and then shovel off the yellow roots, leaving only the white roots and leaves. I dug out a piece of Qucai, what a long white root! I put it in the bag, and my second sister also dug up one. Swallowtail vegetables are the most difficult to dig, as their roots are very deep. You need to insert a shovel into the soil and pry them out together. We dug more and more, and soon my second sister and I dug half a bag. My aunt said that these two dishes can be made into fillings at home, eaten as dumplings, or dipped in sauce, both of which have the functions of reducing heat and preventing colds. Upon hearing this, my second sister and I dug even harder.

As noon approached, we had already dug several bags and felt a bit tired, so my second sister and I took out snacks and sat by the field for a picnic. The warm sunshine of spring shines on us, and a gentle breeze blows by our side. My second sister and I are extremely happy. We not only harvested fresh wild vegetables, but also gained a happy mood.

13.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇十三

I remember every Qingming Festival, the atmosphere at home is always a bit heavy. When I was a child, I didn't know why, but now that I have grown up, I gradually understand that Qingming Festival is a day for living people to express their grief to the dead. My mother said that she used to have an older sister and younger brother who died of illness when she was in her teens, which had a great impact on her grandparents. No wonder they always shed tears at the photos on the days when their loved ones reunite.

This year, Mom and Dad have agreed that on Qingming Festival, our family will accompany our grandparents on a spring outing, and we can no longer let them immerse themselves in pain. We should also celebrate Qingming Festival happily.

Early in the morning, the spring is beautiful, the sun is smiling, and cute birds are singing on the branches. Our family set off in the warm spring breeze. Along the way, I sang and danced, making my grandparents happy.

Wow, the park is so lively! huge crowds of people. The blue sky was obscured by a variety of kites, and against the backdrop of white clouds, it appeared particularly beautiful. The peach trees by the roadside were covered with pink peach blossoms. As soon as the wind blew, the peach blossoms fell down like fairies. Looking at this pleasant scenery, my grandparents' mood improved. They helped me take out a kite and joined the kite flying team. We ran hard, and the kite finally flew up into the sky, soaring higher and higher, like a happy little bird soaring freely. Looking at the kite, we all laughed.

14.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇十四

The day before Tomb Sweeping Day, my mother and I decided to go back to our hometown to visit my grandpa. Because my grandpa was ill, he wanted to see me very much. My mother said, 'Let Grandpa's last wish come true soon!' So we boarded the bus to our hometown early in the morning.

Along the way, I was not only happy, but also sad. I was happy because it was my first time to visit my grandpa in go home after I came to Zhoushan. I saw how the rape flowers on the roadside looked like golden blankets! The scenery outside the car window is extremely charming. A wave of spring breeze is blowing on my face. The big trees quickly bid me farewell. I am saddened to hear the news of my grandfather's illness. Why do elderly people get sick? How painful it is to be sick, how great it would be if I didn't get sick. Unconsciously, we arrived at Lujiang County.

The next day, I arrived at my grandfather's house and saw him standing there with a pale face and thin muscles, swaying unsteadily. My grandfather saw me and held on as if he wasn't sick. I think he's really strong. When we saw my grandfather, we rushed forward and held him tightly. I kissed him deeply on the face. At this moment, my grandfather was full of energy. My grandfather and I soon started chatting and laughing. When my grandfather asked me questions, I answered them one by one. I am also very happy to see my grandfather smiling.

On the day we parted ways, my grandfather and I were reluctant to part ways. I sincerely wish my grandfather continued health and longevity day by day!

15.难忘的清明节英语日记 篇十五

Listening to the rain on the eve of Qingming Festival, it seems to have changed its flavor. The small rain before now sounds fierce and urgent. Like a person with a good temper, suddenly becoming full of fiery smell, recalling the Qingming rain two years ago, how can one not miss it? Why is it so rough now?

The sound of rain was once beautifully described as a heartbeat, but now this healthy heartbeat has turned into the wild and disorderly bouncing of heart patients. The sound of rain was once depicted as heavenly in a lyrical way Tears, now they are devoid of beauty, like a group of cursing shrew's foaming at the mouth

The sound of rain, the spirit of the earth, has gone bad like this. In this narrow space where even lightning has become thin and small, people's visual enjoyment has been deprived, and their auditory enjoyment has also been mercilessly deprived.

In fact, rain is a grievance. When it comes from the sky, it is originally pure and primitive, always rustling, rustling, or pitter like, silently silent. When the gentle rain silently seeps into the lush green grass, it is like a well behaved girl expressing her innocent childlike innocence with moonlight. When heavy rain falls on the mountains, the majestic voice is like that of a heroine.

In the sound of rain on the eve of Qingming Festival, I seem to have realized something: facing the sound of rain, the gentle rain has long been the past, and we should work hard not to let the rough rain return to the next Qingming Festival.