“清明时节雨纷纷，路上行人欲断魂”。在通往公墓的小路上，三三两两的扫墓人打着伞或持鲜花、或提祭奠用的瓜果默默来去。墓前，有人轻泣，有人低诉，也有人静静地伫立沉思，缅怀故人……厚重的云层愈压愈低，雨，也越下越细密。扫墓的人们陆续离去．只有墓地西北角那块墓碑 “Rainy season have rain, pedestrians on the road want to break the soul.” On the trail leading to the cemetery, two or three thousand two hundred and twenty-three graves carrying umbrellas or flowers, or offering the fruits of melody silently come and go. Tomb, someone weeps, some people complain, but also some people quietly standing contemplation, memory of the deceased person ... ... heavy clouds lower the pressure, rain, the more the more the more detailed. Sweep the people to leave one after another. Only the tombstone in the northwest corner of the cemetery