When I was a child, my family lived on the first floor and there was a yard outside the balcony. The walls of the courtyard are densely packed with creepers, and in the middle of summer it is shady. My mother bought me two little yellow chickens to write an observation essay, and the chicks grew up and became big hens, so they were kept in the yard. At that time, my favorite thing to do was to jump off the balcony to pick up the eggs, and once I saw the hen lying on her stomach in the nest and never came out, so I put my hand under the hen and lifted it up, and the egg fluttered and fell, and it was still hot.

My yard is connected to the yard of my next-door neighbor's house, and the balcony of the two houses is only separated by two layers of glass. Once I cooked instant noodles, put a small bucket in it, hung it on a branch, opened the window and gave it to the child next door, the little girl called Wenwen. A boy on the fourth floor gave me a few small fish, put them in a plastic bag full of water, and used a rope to carry them down for me, and the bag hung in front of the window of my balcony, and the sun shone brightly at noon. The little boy's name was Lin Lin. It was nice at that time that the mothers, fathers, and children in a hallway and the corridor next door knew each other.

At that time, many children were playing outside at night, and there were many tricks for children to urinate on the kang, sieve rare earth noodles, and block water dams. In the summer, there are morning glories on many fences, and every day I pick a whole box. There are also a lot of gourd flowers, yellow and bright, and there are small fluffy thorns on the petals, and I will look for them within a radius of several hundred meters, and I have to pull a few of them every day, as little as two or three, and as many as five or six. Now that I think about it, they are big gourds that haven't had time to grow up yet!

These flowers are mixed with some grass growing outside and all kinds of vegetables at home, and they become the perfect ingredients for cooking, or chop them into cubes, or pick a few juicy and leafy fat and smash them together to make small cakes, which we call meatloaf. At that time, the meatloaf I smashed was the finest and roundest in shape, and the meatloaf that all my friends smashed would eventually be remitted to me, and I would do the final unified processing. Morning glory, put a little water, use a wooden stick and pestle to get purple juice, which is a more elaborate coloring ingredient. I can play with several children at home, and sometimes I play by myself on the balcony at home. Most of the plates I use are bottle caps, shells, etc., which are very delicate and beautiful. Every time you play, you have to put a whole set of things in order, then chop vegetables, smash meatloaf, set plates, and a few hours go by like this, and before you know it, you have fun.

When I was a child, there was an Uncle Tao on the second floor, who was very dark, spoke very roughly, and had a black and hard stubble on his face, he always liked to tease me. At that time, I was still young, and usually, as soon as Uncle Tao talked to me, I would cry, and I was like that kind of me, which is interesting now, like watching another child through time.

I like to sit on a small bench in front of my building, while my mother cooks in the kitchen and I read outside. On weekends, sometimes I hang a hammock in front of my house, sometimes I can't sit steadily, and it is common to be directly detained on the ground, and I usually have to get up quickly and go back to do a good job at this time, so that my mother looks okay, and I have to pretend that it doesn't hurt anywhere. At that time, eating ice cream for five cents a piece, eating candy for a dime and two dollars, my friends were out of school, and if they had a few dimes on their bodies, they went to the store to buy a piece of candy and a popsicle, which was a very happy thing.

When I was a child, the time was shining, like a small river in the mountains, crystal clear, flowing all the way, and the sun shone brightly. At that time, we knew very little, but we knew a lot, such as the lily of the valley on the mountain, the grasshopper on the tip of the grass, the pine caterpillar on the pine tree, and the elm on the treetop. If you ask me, do you want to go back in time? I didn't think about it, because just thinking about it, I was already happy.

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