When I was a child, I often passed a winding path. It made me know the way to school, guided me back to the grave, and led me to the road of literature and the palace of knowledge.
Not long ago, I took the train to my hometown in the morning (because I went to school in other places, so I & hellip& hellip;). With enthusiasm, I returned to my hometown and stepped into my long lost home. Suddenly, I had a sour feeling. I didn't know what to say when I saw two parents over half of the age at home. I can only pet back to my residence with wet eyes and smiling face. Everything in the room was so heavy, as if it had returned to childhood. Fatigue puts pressure on me. I feel a little sleepy. I want to go out for a walk. It was midnight. I washed my face, changed my clothes and went out of the house. There was a big street on the right in front of my house. After about ten steps, there was an alley. At the end of the alley, turn right and there was a winding path. On the left side of the path is a small river. There are many branches of grass on both sides of the path. Some roads have been covered by grass. Obviously, no one has taken this road for a long time. This path is the school leading to my children's school. It makes me miss going back and forth. It's hard to forget its figure and what happened to me on this lovely path - cut & hellip& hellip;
Today, the night is very good, the sky is clear, and the bright moonlight shines. Everything is in my vision. The gentle wind blows, opening my sleeping memory. The stories of the past begin to ripple in my mind, and my sleepiness gradually disappears. I am very happy, and I see the hope of my life.
I can't tell how many times I've walked on this path. I can't tell
How many things have happened on this path, just because I love it deeply. I look up at the moon and think. I don't know how long later, I was startled by the cry of frogs in the river grass, quack quack - hellip& hellip; Many frogs seem to welcome my return. It seems to be a kind of fate. I walked along the path and picked up the weeds on both sides with my hands. After walking for a period of time, I came to the place where I studied as a child [Xiyan primary school]. The name gave me a sense of singing together. It really makes me unforgettable. The old houses were demolished and all the buildings here, It's all built in recent years. What a big change! But the only thing that hasn't changed is the four words [Xiyan primary school]. This is its name. This is its reward. Because it is a school founded after countless storms. So its name can be changed and will never be changed.
At this time, the night was very deep, most of the people were asleep, and I was sleepy. I had to reluctantly leave the school, walk through the path and go home.
Up to now, it's hard for me to forget. I often miss it. I hope its fate can become better and create brilliance again. I hope more people can walk on the path I walk. Although it's a little unsatisfactory. But I am convinced that in the near future, someone will take it, because the bright roads come out from the small roads.
Path, path of life, path of hope.