After an hour\\\'s drive, we finally arrived at the outskirts of Guangzhou. As soon as I got off the car, fresh air rushed towards me. Looking around, the green lawn and clear stream were truly a fairyland on earth. Grandma asked us to lay out the picnic cloth and urged us to go there to play.



　　My mother and grandfather climbed up a small hill not far away. The hillside was overgrown with grass and trees, and the clear and gentle bird chirping could be heard from time to time. Grandpa listened and hummed a little tune along with the birds.



　　Descending from the hillside, we arrived at the side of a small stream. Although the stream was inconspicuous, it exuded vitality everywhere. Look, lively fish sometimes swim happily in the water, sometimes suddenly jump up, and sometimes spit out a string of pearl like white bubbles. There is a vast and boundless grassland by the creek, with fertile grass hidden on it. When I passed by here before, there was no grass on it anymore, but now it seems so lush. It\\\'s really like \\"wildfires can\\\'t burn out, spring breeze blows again\\"!



　　At this moment, my grandmother beckoned us to eat from a distance. When we ran back to our \\"base camp\\", we were surprised to find all kinds of delicious food on the picnic cloth: delicious snacks, sweet drinks, chicken soup in a thermos bucket... Wow, there are also a few fresh and tender pink flowers in the middle of the picnic cloth! My appetite was overpowering, and after finishing it in a few bites, I curiously asked my grandmother, \\"Where do those flowers come from?\\" My grandmother pointed to the grass behind her and said, \\"You push aside the grass and take a good look.\\" I opened the grass and looked carefully, realizing that there was such a beautiful scenery under this inconspicuous patch of grass. This was actually a hiding place for a large group of beautiful wild flowers! Suddenly, I couldn\\\'t help but admire nature.



　　Wonderful times are always enjoyable, and we talk and laugh, immersing ourselves in this charming \\"fairyland of the world\\". Two hours later, we had to pack up and bid farewell to nature with reluctance.\\n

　　The car is driving on the winding rural road, with undulating hills rolling endlessly, wheat seedlings rolling like green waves, branches sprouting tender green buds, and magpies working hard to build nests... The earth is wearing a brand new spring outfit, and my mood is extremely comfortable.



　　I finally arrived at my destination, and as soon as I got off the car, I was captivated by the scenery in front of me. At the foot of the mountain, there are several households living, with cows and sheep leisurely strolling in front of the door. Cherry trees are scattered all over the mountain, with clusters of snow-white cherry blossoms blooming in competition. Visitors can freely shuttle and play among the flowers. I approached a blooming cherry blossom tree, some in full bloom, some grinning, with snow-white petals holding yellow petals, as if a beautiful girl was dancing on stage. I imagined it would take me a while to come back to my senses.



　　As we walked towards the mountaintop with the tourists, I suddenly noticed a cherry tree that was very special. A few small branches were tied to its thick trunk, and I curiously asked my dad, \\"What is this for?\\" My dad said, \\"This is called grafting. When one branch of this variety is connected to another variety of tree, it will generate a new variety. Look, this tree has pink flowers and snow-white flowers, and the fruits it produces are also different.\\" It\\\'s really amazing. I want to plant a fruit tree at home and graft all the fruits I like to eat.



　　Eh! I heard the clanging sound of flowing water. It turned out there was a hidden stream by the mountain road. I washed my face with a handful of stream water, which was clear and cool. Suddenly, my exhaustion disappeared without a trace, and I felt extremely comfortable. Standing on the mountaintop, looking around, the mountains are covered in cherry blossoms, as if putting on a white coat. The spring breeze gently blows, and the cherry blossoms slowly dance. The hometown is really beautiful, and only tourists who come here are fortunate enough to enjoy this beautiful scenery.



　　This spring outing, I not only saw the beautiful scenery of spring, but also learned what grafting is. It\\\'s really killing two birds with one stone.\\n

　　The small grass sprouted its delicate green buds, leaping upwards without fear of the thick soil breaking its waist. Everything is racing against time at its fastest speed, even the lazy ivy leaning against the wall in summer, willing to move after the wind blows, is working hard to climb up the wall and grow purple sprouts. Spring is a race, and all life wakes up from the slumber of winter, everything is completely new.



　　Spring is a beautiful girl, bringing one beautiful color after another. The bright petals of the azaleas stretch out, reflecting the mountains in a red and lively manner. Spring girl is dressed in a gorgeous new outfit, using her long skirt to dye a layer of new green to the undulating mountains; With a warm and warm spring breeze, blow the cold and piercing stream water into a trace of warmth; With the patter of spring rain, the earth with burnt lips and dry tongue is awakened from its slumber. The awakening of all things just now due to the gentle call of spring, with sleepy eyes open, makes this season in the drizzle even more hazy. Spring girl\\\'s eyelashes, like black butterflies, send bursts of spring breeze with every flicker. The beautiful canvas of spring, stained with various colors, sprinkles spring light on the plain silver bouquets of winter.



　　The warm wind shatters the sound of birds, and the high sun casts heavy shadows on the flowers. Spring plays a soothing symphony, depicting a beautiful picture soaked in ink. Stepping in spring during the Qingming Festival, enjoying the beauty of spring to the fullest, is it not a joyful thing?\\n

　　The grass in the field also poked its little head out of the ground, as if to see if spring had arrived. We went to my grandfather\\\'s house, and our neighbor\\\'s garden had green spinach, garlic sprouts, and chives. There are two big peach trees growing in the garden, with pink peach blossoms all over the branches, looking like butterflies dancing. The hardworking bees are collecting honey on the flowers. There are small yellow flowers on the ridge, which are dandelion flowers. Hello again, what a beautiful countryside scenery! My favorite place to go is by the river at Grandpa\\\'s Village. After lunch, my cousin and I went to play by the river. The trees by the river have all changed into new clothes. Look at the tall poplar leaves shining green in the sunlight. A string of elm money hung on the elm tree, making people drool. The willow tree by the river has drawn new branches, and the green branches sway in the wind, looking like a little girl combing her long hair by the water. There is a group of tadpoles swimming happily in the river, looking like a group of swimming commas. The reeds in the river also appear tender green. A few ducks are playing upstream of the river, occasionally diving into the water as if catching small fish to eat. Looking at this beautiful scenery, I couldn\\\'t help but think of a poem I had learned, such as three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of warm ducks in the spring, the short reed sprouts on the ground of Artemisia, when the pufferfish wanted to go up.



　　Ah,The scenery in spring is really beautiful! I like the vibrant spring.\\n

　　We got up early to sweep the grave. After completing the tomb sweeping, I enjoyed the beautiful scenery of spring while eating the food from the memorial ceremony along the way, including my favorite rice cake. As I ate, I thought to myself, \\"Why is Ma Ci green?\\" So I asked my dad for advice. My dad replied, \\"Because Ma Ci contains Ai Qing, which is a plant. The color and aroma of Ma Ci come from Ai Qing.\\" I asked curiously, \\"What does Ai Qing look like? Where does it grow?\\" My grandfather heard our conversation and said, \\"Do you want to see Ai Qing? There are many villages in front of us by the river.\\" So he took us to a field by a small river, and we searched carefully with his grandfather. After a while, my grandfather squatted down and waved to me, saying, \\"Xiao Guo, come over here. This is Ai Qing.\\" I ran over and saw a small grass in the bushes that was not very eye-catching. Unlike other small grass, Ai Qing\\\'s leaves had a shape similar to those of Artemisia annua. The upward side was green, and the downward side was white. I picked a plant and leaned under my nose to smell it, saying, \\"Oh! Yes, it\\\'s the taste in the Mazi, it\\\'s really fragrant!\\" Knowing the characteristics of Aiqing made it easy to handle. We picked a lot in no time, and we really harvested a lot.



　　On the way, we found another great place to go for a spring outing, which was a large rapeseed flower field, vast and boundless. There is also a long windmill corridor in the middle, which is built with countless colorful windmills. A gust of wind blew by, and the windmills spun rapidly, it was truly spectacular! The rapeseed flowers on both sides swayed in the wind, and passersby stopped to take photos.



　　Unconsciously, the sun is setting in the west, and we are going home. Spring is really a beautiful season, I love spring!\\n

　　As we walked on the road, we saw the strong grass breaking through the ground with its tenacious perseverance, unwilling to be outdone in welcoming spring. It changed into a new green dress, with fresh flowers in the green grass, some red, some green, some yellow... We walked another section of the way and arrived at a field where there was a delightful golden field in front of us. Rapeseed flowers stood tall and spirited, with pearl like dewdrops sliding on a slide, rolling back and forth on the golden flowers... By Cihu Lake, the willow braids of the willow trees were also green. The decoration of leaves and tender buds is really more beautiful than any girl\\\'s headgear.



　　After passing by the Cihu Cemetery, we couldn\\\'t help but walk in. Looking at the graves of the martyrs, the wreaths, and the pure white flowers, my heart couldn\\\'t help but fluctuate. I have thought a lot: our happy and perfect life today was created for us by revolutionary martyrs, and it was also exchanged with their blood. So, a thought came to my mind: to inherit the will of the martyrs, study hard, and strive to become the pillar of building the country.



　　Afterwards, we went to Huangjia\\\'ao again, and the mountains were crowded with people. Everyone\\\'s faces were filled with nostalgia. Looking at this scene, I felt some regret in my heart. I hope my elders can live a long life and be healthy.



　　This Qingming Festival outing gave me more insights and allowed me to once again understand the gentle side of nature. What a great harvest!\\n

　　We arrived at the resting place of our ancestors - Meishan, where we planted willow branches and carefully cut paper money on their graves. We also burned piles of high denomination \\"banknotes\\" in front of the tombstones, sending our endless longing for them... I bowed deeply and kowtowed earnestly to show my deep respect! Looking not far away, I didn\\\'t know from which graves there were wisps of green smoke rising, which lingered with people\\\'s longing for a long time!



　　After descending the mountain, we passed by a small flowing river. The green weeping willows by the river were like shy girls combing their hair and greeting us. I walked to the edge of the willow tree and couldn\\\'t help but gently stroke the graceful willow with my hands. The spring breeze brushed over her, making her particularly beautiful. The morning dew that had not yet dissipated slowly slid through her tender green buds, as if conveying the beauty of the entire spring to us. And at this time, did the ancestors on the mountain also see such a beautiful spring? They will also be very pleased and happy, right?



　　The Qingming Festival will soon come to an end, and we deeply remember our ancestors. However, in this vibrant spring, I have made up my mind to double my efforts to study and let them know that as younger generations, we will live even more exciting lives! Full of hope!



　　This is the Qingming Festival spent for my ancestors. How did you send condolences?\\n

　　The car was running along the winding path, and through the window, I saw the strong grass breaking through the ground with its tenacious perseverance. It was not willing to be outdone in welcoming spring. It changed into green clothes, with fresh flowers in the grass, some red, some green, some yellow... We ran another distance and arrived at a field, where a sad and pleasing golden yellow was everywhere. The rapeseed flower stood in full spirits, and a pearl like dewdrop slid back and forth on the golden flower like a slide



　　The willow trees on both sides of the path by the field are decorated with green leaves and tender shoots, which are even more beautiful than any headdress. After passing by the Martyrs Cemetery and seeing the graves of each martyr, I had an idea: to learn from the martyrs.\\n

　　Mom said the happiest ones should be children, because we can take off our thick winter clothes and change into colorful spring clothes, playing together like cute elves. I like spring because at first glance, the scenery of spring looks like a colorful watercolor painting, it\\\'s incredibly beautiful!\\n

　　Just arrived at the entrance of the park, waves of warm spring breeze rushed towards me. Wow, it\\\'s really comfortable. The wind in early spring is like this. It\\\'s not as hot and dry as in summer, nor as piercing as in winter, nor as strong as in autumn. It brings people a sense of comfort. People enjoy themselves to the fullest in the spring breeze. Look, a group of children over there are happily skating on rollerblading. Some are highly skilled, shuttling back and forth between obstacles, while others are just beginners and occasionally fall to the ground, but they are still very happy. Look, the nest of kites in the sky is vying for height. It\\\'s really you who came to my stage after singing. I believe the people who fly kites are also extremely happy. The people leisurely strolled along the path, enjoying the beautiful spring scenery and feeling very comfortable. I was suddenly moved by the warm spring scenery and couldn\\\'t wait to take my mother\\\'s hand as I continued walking in the park.\\n\\r\\n \\r\\n