How to write a quiet composition in the years?

1, I once again returned to the promised land of my childhood and found that high-rise buildings have also been built here. Has it changed here?

It is raining lightly in the sky. I climbed the hill behind my grandmother's house without an umbrella. There are many memories of my childhood here. The scenery here hasn't changed at all. There are so many lychee trees and pine trees, and there is so much moss on the ground. Huh? There grew a small wild fruit, gently picked it and put it in your mouth, still so sweet and sour. I am eager to find the next small wild fruit, but now is not the season for small wild fruit to bear fruit, so eating one is enough.

Facing the scattered light rain, I continued to walk upward. At the top of the mountain, I walked into the pine forest, and with a bang, I was hit on the head by a pine cone. Looking up, I just saw a squirrel running away in a hurry. Inadvertently, I actually evoked a smile: so you are still there, and they have not polluted you.

The rain stopped, the sun came out, and the pine forest suddenly lit up a lot. I went to a shed at the top of the mountain and sat down. Several uncles in the village built it for us when we were young. When we are tired of playing, we can rest here. As before, it is built with simple things, but it can shelter from the wind and rain. After all these years, it's still the same as when it was built. Maybe uncles often come to repair it.

I watched everything around me quietly. After the rain, the birds came out to relax and find something to fill their stomachs. They flapped their wings and jumped up and down in the grass in the Woods. The birds chattered, announcing that they were hungry and asking their mothers to find food quickly. The wind also came to join in the fun, playfully stroking Hua's face, and Hua glared at it discontentedly; The wind blew the grass down like a monkey, but fortunately, the grass was resilient and stood up at once?

6. It turned out that the years were quiet and nothing had changed. I also hope that every time I look back, time passes, and you are still, my dear paradise?