How to write a message for Qingming Festival? Here are the messages for Qingming Festival this year

The Qingming Festival is coming, and every family will go to visit the graves. When visiting the graves, there will inevitably be some sacrificial words. So how should the Qingming Festival message be written? Let’s take a look at it together below.

How to write a message for Qingming Festival

1. The sorrow of separation during Qingming Festival lasts endlessly. The spring rain is continuous and dense, falling on the cemetery. I recall the old friends again, and my heart is filled with tears. No one can replace the melancholy, and the love is lingering as I burn incense. Another season has passed, and I still miss you as I pour wine.

2. Every year on Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, silently by the graves. The cuckoo's cries are still sad, and its words of sorrow and desolation increase. Paper money is flying among the green pines, and the tears of loved ones are buried deep in the loess. If you ask what is the most important thing in the world, it is to keep filial piety in your heart while you are still alive.

3. It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival. People are eager to worship their ancestors. The whole mountain is filled with people shedding tears. The smoke from burning is curling, paper money is flying, the souls of the dead are far away, I hope they are all happy. Qingming Festival is here. I hope my friends will pay homage to their ancestors, show filial piety, burn paper and incense to express their grief! Deep in love on rainy Qingming Festival, holding flowers in hand in front of the tomb. The past is vivid and full of emotion, and the words of loved ones are still ringing in my ears. It’s a pity that the heaven is blind and makes people cry. May heaven be with you happily and pray that your family is safe!

4. To commemorate the martyrs, the green cypresses are covered with verdant leaves and the wind blows on the hills; to pay homage to the predecessors, the green pines are covered with verdant leaves and the flowing water is long; the mountains are low and high, and the sobbing of thousands of valleys is mighty; the rain is fluttering, and thousands of words of sorrow and melancholy are condensed; to celebrate the Cold Food Festival, the thin wine in the cup soaks the fine soil. Qingming Festival, worship ancestors and pray for peace!

5. A cup of sake is filled with thoughts for loved ones; a chrysanthemum is wrapped with concerns for the deceased; thousands of tears are entrusted with memories of the past; wisps of green smoke are floating with memories of ancestors. Qingming Festival is here, may the deceased rest in peace.

6. During the Qingming Festival, peach blossoms are in full bloom, shining with their gorgeous beauty. Spring water flows happily across the distant mountains, and the warm sun shines on the grass that stretches to the sky. The clouds are brilliant and the songs are graceful, and the azaleas are in full bloom. I hope you can go into nature and enjoy the beautiful scenery.

7. Qingming Festival lets us know that life is fragile and too fragile to withstand any hardship. Life is a one-way street. Once you start, you can’t turn back. Only when you understand loss can you cherish better. Seizing every day of your life is the best tribute to the deceased.

8. Qingming Festival, this special day, needs to be remembered. Remember the power of perception, wipe away the tears of remembrance, encourage us to move forward, study hard, love our China, and bless the motherland!

9. The spring breeze is smiling, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the green grass on the grave is growing freely. The blue smoke burns, the red candles burn, and the heroic spirits of the ancestors linger in my heart. On Qingming Festival, let us light a candle for the deceased and add a sense of yearning for our future life.

10. It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and travelers in the suburbs are feeling melancholy. Paying tribute to the heroic souls returning to their hometown, the breeze blows across the short pine hills. My heart is filled with tears as I kneel beside my ancestors’ graves to pay homage to them. I advise you to be filial to your parents and don't wait until separation.