Just because I ve been there Essay 500 Words Hurry !!

Year after year, time passed, and I used to live next to the noisy street, living on a humble floor, and I had already moved, but I couldn't move away from the fond memories of my childhood......

The carefree childhood is gone, and all that is exchanged for is heavy learning. Even so, I often lie on the windowsill and miss the life I had there, the happy times I used to have.

The floor where I used to live was provided by my father's unit. I still vividly remember the joy and excitement when I first entered ...... new house

The days of living on that floor made people feel warm and warm ......

When I have free time, I sneak out to the balcony and look at the endless traffic on the street through the cracks, and I always scream with joy.

The most memorable thing is my birthday when I was 5 years old, it was in that small room, in the candlelight on the birthday cake, that I recorded memories that only belonged to the three of us.

At that time, I was still young, and I couldn't think of anything to do in the face of my parents' mysterious smiles, but I just stupidly followed them, and they didn't reveal a single "secret" to me.

They just took me back and forth between the children's clothing stores. "Daughter, try on this dress. "Daughter, try this dress.

Voices like this lingered in my ears. I had to go in and out of the locker room again and again. I finally got a suitable outfit, and it was already afternoon.

Then, my mom took me home and my dad didn't know where to go, which was weird.

In the evening, looking at the table full of delicious food, I unceremoniously ate and ate ......

Then, in my astonished gaze, my mother "transformed" the cake.

In the golden candlelight, the faces of the three of us were also reflected ...... yellow

Now that I've moved, and I've taken many of my memories with me, but the only one on my 5th birthday that I have forever left in that nostalgic cottage ......

The power went out at night and I lit a candle. The flickering flame of the candle flickered in time, reminding me of a path.

The road is a very ordinary road, and it is only 300 meters from home to school. My elementary and junior high school were all on this road.

When I was a child, I always loved to walk on the stone road, and my brother walked into the campus gate together, at that moment, it was as if I had gone through infinite ups and downs, and finally arrived at the other side of success.

Gradually, we grew up, gradually fewer people, and finally said goodbye to our alma mater in a fiery June, and said goodbye to the road we were reluctant to give up.

The people are gone, but the road is still the same, and the sound of my feet echoes ...... on the road empty

When I was in middle school, I still walked this road sporadically, but not on it, but with the help of the wheels of the bus. How many times, how many days, I can only stare at the children playing on the road, and every time I walk that way, I always have to stick to the window in every possible way, staring intently at my alma mater and the footprints of my childhood.

Of course, time does not stop, and the road of my childhood has been retouched many times, and the buildings on the side of the road have changed with it. However, the road that is full of our songs and flows with our time will never change.

The sunrise is beautiful on the road, and the blue sky is dotted with a rising sun.

The sunset is also beautiful on the road, with a slowly descending sun on the red horizon.

The sky is cloudy, the sky is cloudy, the whole six years, six years are fleeting, like a blink of an eye. And now, I will still walk this path and make my best memories.

On the night of a blackout, the candlelight froze time. Years later, perhaps there was another night like this that reminded me of the path I had traveled.

Autumn came, and our family of four went to our hometown, Shijiazhuang, to visit relatives.

Early in the morning, we came to Shijiazhuang by car. I live in a village called Xiaohezhuang in Shijiazhuang. There is a gentle breeze and there are often many children playing on the road.

The blue sky is full of white clouds, and the sun sprinkles warm sunlight on the ground, and children often run on the ground.

In the wheat field, I saw an endless golden sea in front of me. When the breeze blows, the wheat shakes like a wave. When you walk to the cornfield, you will smell the smell of corn and make you want to steal one and eat it immediately.

When you walk to the wheat field, you will smell a burst of thatch...

Some family members still raise chickens, cats, dogs, and even pigs, vegetables, and flowers in their yards. Therefore, the yard is a "playground" for children.

My grandfather also had a cat, a rabbit, a horse, a flock of pigeons, and some loofahs and cucumbers.

Of course, I've heard that every year there is a "set" here. What does that mean? On this day, the shops on the street will move their stalls outside.

There are tofu brains, flatbreads, bed sheets, quilts, and toys. will all be reduced. Therefore, the streets are especially lively, and people come to shop.

It's time to go back to Wuhan, and I say goodbye to my family. Although I couldn't see my sister's reluctance, there were tears in her eyes. This can't help but make me sing the song "Farewell" again: "Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green.

In the end, I said goodbye to my family, left my hometown, and returned to Wuhan.