Composition about returning to my hometown after twenty years, about 400 words

It has been 20 years since I left my hometown, and I finally returned to the land where I was born and raised.

The house I once lived in has now been built into a high-rise building; the school I used to live in has also been renovated.

What a big change in my hometown! The garbage corners that used to be everywhere on the streets no longer exist. High-rise buildings can be seen everywhere. Every household's life is beautiful. The market is more lively at night. The old people are doing sports and the children are playing happily. What a harmonious scene!

As I walk around the streets, every scene I see brings back some memories. When you walk by the building, you will remember that you used to take shelter here from the rain. When you walk by the gravel road, you will remember that you used to run here. When you walk by the bus stop, you will remember when you were waiting for the bus. When you walk by the leisure house, you will remember that I once had a drink here... Everything about my childhood was so beautiful, and this place left me so many wonderful memories.

I really want to find someone to drink the water that nourished me. Is the water still as sweet and clear as before?

I was walking and saw Uncle ***. He used to like me very much. I walked up quickly and said, "Uncle ***," he was a little confused, "I am ***. ", he exclaimed, shook hands with me enthusiastically, and held on tightly. "My child, you have grown up." "You are still so good." I talked to him a lot, and I could see how happy he was to see me. I'm so relieved. However, he has aged a lot. Who wouldn't change at all after 20 years? Elders who have cared for me, how are you? Where are you all! Will I see you again?

I want to find my old friends and teachers, but where can I find them! Where can I pursue those lost memories? Now, why am I so unfamiliar with my hometown and why is it so difficult to find a partner.

I still have some things to do, things are going smoothly, and the time for me to leave is coming soon, and I can't bear to leave. And I feel like I no longer belong there. I linger in every corner and have my footprints on every path. Everything in my childhood is so beautiful. My hometown has changed a lot 20 years later. It’s coming more and more, and people’s lives are getting better and better, but I prefer my hometown when I left.

My dear hometown, when you need me, I will definitely go and comfort you. My heart will always be with you.