The act of filial piety, that’s, carried on by the third generations, passed down from the second, from the Front Page Sections, translated…
Remember how when I was younger, my father would always carry a stick of incense, and, run up to the roof, facing the west, to offer the blessings, to show his love for his parents. After the straits were opened up, our parents rushed back to Nanyang, Henan to offer their respects to their ancestors and parents too. As they’d come back, they came with a pair of cotton-filled boots that my paternal grandmother had made while she was still living, and, placed it on the shrine. Whenever Memorial Day came, my father would always, walk around in them, but, back in the September 21st Earthquakes, the house was, destroyed, and the cotton-filled boots, gone.
something that the Chinese people would do every April…photo from online…
The sweeping of the graves on April fifth, is so that the offspring don’t forget where their ancestors came from, it’s a holiday, to gather together, on behalf of the deceased loved ones. Recent years, because my father became, immobilized, both my wife and I started, going back to China on his behalf, we’d gone to my aunt’s place in Nanyang, and, gone to my grandparents’ graves every day to offer our deepest respects to them.
And so, this is how important, that value of filial piety is to the Asian community, we always remember where we came from, and, even though, as our great grandparents had already, gone, we’d still remembered, to go visit them on their graves every year in April.
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