My hometown is a beautiful small country. It is surrounded by mountains, verdant trees. The annual Qingming Festival is a festival for people in their hometown to sacrifice their ancestors. Therefore, when I go to Qingming Festival, I will go to my hometown with my father and mother to sweep the grave.
Every time I come to my grandparents tombstone, I want to cry, because I always think of a story my father and I said: a little boy died when he was seven years old, and he was living with her old grandmother. He didnt wear a new dress and didnt have a full meal. He finished middle school by relatives and school funding, and went to normal school with excellent results. He became a glorious peoples teacher. This little boy is my father. Dad is a strong man. He didnt give up his studies because of the frustrations of life and the poverty of life. Dad told me this story when I was most unconfident, and I knew that dad was trying to make me understand that I could not give up my ideal because of a little difficulty.
On the day of Qingming Festival, I came to see my grandparents. I want to tell them, "Grandpa, grandma, rest in peace. Your son is very happy now. He used his strength to get a happy family. Your granddaughter will also be a strong man, fighting for her ideals.
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