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Returning to My Hometown After a Long Time |
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As I returned to my hometown after a long time, I felt a subtle sadness that was
difficult to detect. It was like moving from a familiar place to a new one,
leaving me feeling lost and helpless. But upon closer inspection, nothing much
had changed in my hometown. So why did it feel so unfamiliar rather than
welcoming? Perhaps, the change was within me. Could it be true that things are
different, but people change?
The only noticeable change in my hometown was the emergence of several internet
cafes. However, even with the storefront renovations, they were still crowded
with people of all kinds, and the same old filth remained. There was also the
high school that had undergone countless renovations. Despite the improvements
in the learning environment, it still seemed no different to me. There were
still endless queues at the school gate and a rush to the internet cafes after
class. I wondered if I would be able to adapt if I studied here, or would I
succumb to peer pressure? I couldn't even imagine what I would be like if I had
gone to school here. However, looking at the number of people who had excelled
and succeeded, it was clear that many had emerged from here.
By chance, I ran into a few old friends. At first, I was so excited that tears
welled up in my eyes. But after a moment, all that was left was a greeting and a
silent stare. My friends had changed a lot, and their voices were
unrecognizable. A thought flashed through my mind: was this really them? Perhaps
they were thinking the same thing about me?
So many changes had occurred that it was almost overwhelming. After all,
everything that had once been familiar had vanished. I couldn't help but marvel
at the wonders of the creator. All of this seemed like another world, as
everything has changed, but me. |
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