As your guys known, Qing Ming Festival was around April. My family took the oppotunity to go on a sunday with was April 9th. Suprisingly, this year was cloudy and gloomy. Usually it will be crazily hot and hell-like.. lol.. It looks as it was about to rain. Visited like alot of graves. Don't remember who are they. I know for the fact we went to my grandmother's and grandfather's parents grave. They were just mumbling bout how they were so poor and stuff. Somehow, everyone must help out in cleaning the grave. I got the honour to place some kind of paper onto the grave.
The place was so noisy. Firecrackers. One after the other. Then i remember the seconnd last grave we went too... My grandmother's husband, to me my grandfather. Haven seen my grandfather since forever. He died when my father was 18. Cancer. Seeing my grandmother standing there just looking at the grave just stole my attention from all the stuff going on. But worst of all, my grandfather's grave had a hole.. It was real deep.
As always, after praying to the dead, we get to eat the food. It was good as they were prepared by my aunts and grandma.
After that, we headed to the last grave. My uncle's wife. The atmosphere was still. No talking or chatting. Just silence. As my uncle and his children hurried up to tidy the grave, i went to the top to see how was the view.
In one word: Gloomy
great grand parents
random abandoned grave.
burning of hell money everywhere.
hell money and some stuff?
my grandmother in white.
red shoes.
the hole in my grandfather's grave.
the top.BEEEZZ POWW!!.. ENJOY!
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