今天，妈妈爸爸带我去扫墓。这座山很高，我好不容易才爬上去。天上下起毛毛雨，我们点香上拜，放起鞭炮吓的`我连忙把耳朵挡住。鞭炮中我慢慢地走下山去。在回家的路，我心情十分沉重。
Today, mom and Dad took me to the grave. The mountain is so high that I managed to climb it. It's drizzling rain in the sky, we point incense to worship, set off firecrackers to frighten me and quickly block my ears. I walked slowly down the mountain in the firecrackers. On the way home, I feel very heavy.
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