600 words for veterans to go home

A veteran walked slowly to a deserted village, which was his home when he was a child. Since 15 years old, he has been looking forward to returning to his hometown one day.

Now, he has returned to his homesick home. He walked home step by step on crutches, pushed open his yard with trembling hands and stepped on it carefully. A kind of excitement from the inside out flooded his mind. He went home as fast as he could, and the veteran tripped over a pebble with a bang. The veteran got up bit by bit with a cane and looked back. The fallen leaves on the tree shook. At this time, a boy of about fifteen years old and in rags came to his yard. Seeing that the old man seemed to be struggling to get up, he quickly stepped forward to help him. He was so grateful that he wiped the child's face again and again with his broad hands. Suddenly, he felt that the child looked like him when he was a child, and those who came to arrest him and those words came to his mind. A familiar voice came, and the veterans knew that if they were indulged. The old man didn't want his children to have the same fate as him, so he said to the children, "Can you ... come with me to the back garden?" The child smiled: "No problem!" So they limped to a very secluded garden.

This is the garden where veterans used to play. At this moment, a few stout people walked into the hut. They shouted, "Hello?" The innocent and lively child lay motionless on the ground, and the old man realized that the child belonged to his neighbor. All the family members died and the others went to war.

The old man burst into tears, and later they lived alone. Fortunately, the child was not sent to the army.