Going home after twenty years

Time flies like an arrow, and the sun and the moon are like a shuttle. In a blink of an eye, twenty years have passed. One day, I opened the drawer and inadvertently took out an old photo. It was taken many years ago. Looking at me at that time, I can’t help but feel the tide and tears. Yes! The green leaves are inseparable from the big trees, because that is its warm home; the clouds cannot be separated from the sky, because that is its free home; the flowers cannot be separated from the earth, because that is the home of its life, I have not returned home for twenty years. I don't know what happened in my hometown. I decided to go home and see.

I took the train back to the long-lost hometown of Pandu Village. Just stepping into the village, I was shocked by the sight. At that time, the pitted road became flat and spacious, and it could accommodate four or five cars in parallel. The dwarf houses were all five or six-storey villas. The buildings are all blood-red tiles, which are neatly laid on the exterior of the house, very delicate. There are many small triangular windows on the villa, and the location is extraordinarily ingenious. In front of each household, there are many flowers and potted plants, including peony flowers, roses, hyacinths, gladioli... Walking on the streets and lanes, you can always smell the fragrance. Colorful flowers shine in glamorous colors and dress up the entire street. Walking down the street, a breeze blew, making people feel refreshed. There is neither urban air pollution, noisy, nor luxury, style, or color. I closed my eyes and felt the beautiful scenery with my heart. I was really excited when I remembered the monotonous and simple village in that year. The current Pandu Village is probably the "new countryside" to be built 20 years ago.

I walked around, and suddenly a crystal clear stream came into view. I bent down and gently held the water with my hand. The water is very clean and there is almost no stain. I called a passerby and asked, "What kind of stream is this stream?" The passerby said, "What kind of stream can this be, of course, Panxi!" "What, Panxi!" I can't help but call. When I think of the turbid creek of that year, I have a lot of thoughts. After all, life is better and environmental protection is getting stronger.

At night, I lay in bed and quietly looked up at the scenery outside the skylight. The bright moonlight shines on me and shines on my heart. The moonlight of twenty years is still so beautiful. In my heart, it is far more beautiful than the moon in any place, because it is always my hometown. Although I left my hometown, I know that my love in my hometown will always be with me!

Fifth grade: Su Lin