过故人庄英语版
Passing by the Old Residence - English Version
As I wander along this familiar road, I find mylf back in my hometown. The sun is shining brighter than ever, casting a warm glow on the quaint little paths and peaceful hous. Here, my childhood memories reside.
Amidst the myriad of hous that pass me by, I come across an old residence. A place once so rene and tranquil, it now sits abandoned - an eerie, haunting shadow of its former glory. The windows are broken, the walls crumbling down, and its roof has long since caved in. But despite its decay, I cannot help but feel a pang of nostalgia sweep through me at the sight of it.
This was the place where my childhood friend lived. We would spend hours playing in his backyard, chasing each other around, and exploring the countryside that lay beyond. In the warmer days, we would splash around in the nearby creek, or climb the tallest trees, feeling them sway and creak under our weight.
As I stare at the old hou, I am reminded of the wonderful times we shared together. It strikes me as a symbol of the past - a time that I will never be able to revisit, as tho moments are now forever gone. But still, they reside deep within my heart, never to be forgotten.
As the sun begins to t, I reluctantly turn away from the old residence, thoughts of my friend and our adventures still swirling around in my head. I reali that even though our paths may not have crosd for years, the bond of our friendship will forever live on. And as I walk away, a n of longing washes over me. A yearning to relive tho days and be lost in the joy of the prent, once again.
As I leave my hometown and make my way back to my current life, I can't help but feel grateful for the memories this old residence has sparked within me. A reminder that our past will always have a place in our hearts, and that even the most rundown of places can hold the strongest of emotions.
