grayscale photo of pile of umbrellas

I came back to the place where I lived in childhood by accident .It’s been 9 years since I moved to the other side of my little city and seldom come back to my old home ,even when I back ,I passed it without a notice .It’s never change ,the old town just like what it liked 9 years ago .But I know it will be removed very soon ,I will miss here .