Qingming sweeping grave

Today we went to the countryside to sweep the grave. The road to the rain was drizzling. The grass and flowers on the fields were drinking sweet spring rain. The grass was greener, the flowers were redder, and it looked like a beautiful picture. . Because the sky is raining, the road in the mountain is not easy to go. My brother and I have fallen. We climbed the hillside, walked through the green bamboo forest, passed through the red peach forest, and then went to the grave of the ancestors. The tableware, the father-in-law weeded, my brother and I pulled the grass, and when the mother-in-law prepared for the work, we went to worship the grandfather, then put the firecrackers, and finally we got back when we collected the good things.