Qingming enlightenment: born like the splendor of summer flowers, passed away like the quiet beauty of autumn leaves
Jiang Baobing
Once a year, qingming is coming again. This festival, rooted in the depths of tradition, remembers the ancestors and remembers the ancestors, stirred up waves in my heart to remember the deceased. As in previous years, I went with my daughter to my father's and mother's cemetery, offered fruit and food in front of the graves of my relatives, and then incinerated the paper money, planted new soil for the graves, repaired the graves, and made sacrifices.
There are many forms of Qingming festivals to commemorate the ancestors, and the traditional ones are burning paper and hanging money, repairing graves and weeding. In recent years, some new forms have emerged, such as: offering a bouquet of elegant flowers to express silent communication and thoughts; planting an evergreen tree, hanging the names of ancestors, intending to plant thoughts in the soil, evergreen in all seasons; offering tablets at home, family reunions, worshiping together, and educating future generations to drink water and think of the source. I think that writing a memorial essay on the Qingming Festival and pinning it on the mourning of the ancestors is not only unconventional and far-reaching, but also a good form.
"During the Qingming Festival, the rain is pouring, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." Thoughts are like this rain, endless. On this rainy day, I think of my deceased relatives. "The body goes to the sound of the room, and the life of the moral hope exists." It has been exactly twenty years since my father left me, and recently he has appeared frequently in my dreams, and his voice and smile are like a past life. In these two decades, the world has been turbulent, we have experienced "SARS", "bird flu", ushered in the World's attention of the Olympic Games, this year is the "new crown virus" Russia and Ukraine war, I don't know if the country is also so lively in that day. As long as we are alive, we must feel, feel the vicissitudes of the world, feel the bittersweet and bittersweet of life, experience joy, experience pain, just because we are living people.
The French philosopher Pascal said, "Man is nothing but a reed, the most fragile thing in nature, but it is a reed that can think." The question of life and death has always been a major problem that has plagued philosophers. In life, everyone must face this problem, and no one can avoid it, whether you are a commoner, a rich businessman, or a high-ranking official.
"Born like the splendor of summer flowers, passed away like the quiet beauty of autumn leaves." The earthly flowers bloom quietly in the clear, and the people who watch the flowers are silently thinking, life is like this flower, from the buds to the brilliant fragrance, until the withering and leaving the branches, completing the whole process of life. During the period, you must also experience wind and rain, feel the cold and heat, and endure the heat and cold of the world.
The mourning is like a tide, surging in qingming. Qingming is the visit of the living to the deceased, and it is the remembrance and remembrance of the deceased relatives of the living. Standing in front of his father's grave, he quietly talked to his father and reported on the changes in the family over the years. The grass on the grave head has been green, and a shovel of yellow earth has been added to the comfort of the soul. The impetuous mind gradually calmed down and became peaceful and tranquil.
Qingming clarifies the dust of the hustle and bustle of the world, allowing people to re-examine themselves when chasing vanity and profit, what is the essence of life? What is our real pursuit? Seek poetry in the ordinary and dim, find clarity in the red dust and glitz; see the adversity as a different life given by fate, and always face everything with a positive attitude. This is what Qingming gave me.
About author:Jiang Baobing, Zi Jianmei, Owner of Jianmei Building, Master of Qingfeng Hall, Member of China Prose Literature Association, Member of the Whole Committee of Dezhou Writers Association, Member of Dezhou Calligraphers Association. He is a director of the Yucheng Writers Association and an editorial board member of Yucheng Literature. The work "Night Reading Lu Xun" won the second prize of the national "Walking with the Republic, Good Books Grow with Me" Reading essay competition, and "Looking at Social Changes from Dietary Changes" won the first prize of the National Day Essay contest for the 60th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. "The Green Plane Tree" won the third prize for outstanding literary and artistic works in practicing the core values of socialism. "Growing Up with the Great Motherland" won the first prize of the "Lucky Color Cup, I and New China" with an award for essays. "The Ancient Road of the Yellow River" won the Excellence Award in the Prose Group in the 4th China Xiajin Yuguo Poetry (Prose) Competition.
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