Now to the distance from childhood, I can't tell whether it is far or near. It seems to be so far away, but also so close, no matter what, it has long become a part of the memory, as for its weight, it can be clearly said that only we are at that time, and we are also playmates at that time.

The kindergarten I went to was private, just below the elementary school. Out of the kindergarten gate, there is a slight curved uphill slope on one side of the elementary school gate, which is the place I look at every day, because there are infinite fantasies and an unspoken sense of accomplishment, because I am no longer a child. You don't have to hand over the teacher's hands to your father and mother every day, you don't have to go to the toilet to report to the teacher, you don't have to wear a pocket when you eat, you don't have to stand in front of the slide and listen carefully to the bell of the elementary school.

Every week, every week, I look forward to Friday. Every day, all the children in the kindergarten will obediently sit on their own small benches and listen to the teacher's speech, everyone will tell stories, tell jokes together, play games together, and the last class is the glorious moment when we are rewarded. When the children who are named can go to the podium to get a little red flower made by the teacher from the teacher's hand, and the teacher will also help us tie it to our clothes. We study and play in the kindergarten for a week, but also for the last moment when the little red flower is put on, when I put on the bright red flowers out of the kindergarten door, how much I hope that my mother and father can be the first to see the little red flowers hanging on their clothes, and the smile of my father and mother is also a gift to me, and I often reach out at this time, with a triumphant smile, looking at my mother. In the end, of course, I went to the commissary and bought snacks full of hands, and I was much happier when I ate snacks than when I received the little red flower!

Little saffron is not always delivered to me, and occasionally I don't get it, as for the reason, you can guess a few points. Although I am a little girl, I am no less skinny than a boy. When I came home on Friday, I couldn't take my little hand for granted, and the expression on my face betrayed me completely. I will be choked, and I am completely embarrassed with myself, but children are still children, and they are diluted by other interesting things or delicious things after a while, and they often do not even leave a trace, I have to say that this is the best place to be a child!

The kindergarten I went to was not as large as it is now, not only was the area small, but the number of students was not very large, probably the children in our town, and the children were basically only children, only daughters, and correspondingly my playmates were not so many!

The kindergarten is surrounded by iron fences, and the distance between each iron fence is about 10 centimeters. The fence is about 15 meters long! I don't really know if that's the case? After all, I haven't been back now. The iron railing is only close to the entrance of the kindergarten is bare, about three or four meters, and the rest is because there are flower beds, each rectangle contains an oval flower bed, there are several spring greetings, and the branches that grow every year in spring cover the iron railings little by little, not only that, some branches are actually pumped outside, and the long branches touch the places that we can not touch. As I said earlier, the primary school is above us, and an uphill slope outside the iron fence is the only way to the primary school, and it is also the road that I can't hope for.

I just remember that I would stand in the iron fence and stare outside almost every day, and I also had good friends with me, and we watched the elementary school students carry their school bags and go to school together. Some little brothers and sisters wear red scarves, and some don't, but for us, whether they wear red scarves or not, they are all the objects of our envy lying on the iron fence. Elementary school students will occasionally be attracted to us, pause their steps outside the iron fence, talk with a group of our little children, and occasionally give us their little gifts, a marble, a paper airplane, a candy__However, such kind brothers and sisters are only a few, most of them are triumphant boasting to us so-and-so, saying that they seem to be big men who stand up to the sky, but we still look at them with envious eyes, and listen to their talk with relish. Special talk and special worship! When I see them, I want to go to elementary school soon! Now that I think about it, I feel like I and my good friends at that time were like fish longing to swim into a bigger part of the elementary school, and for this reason, I would spare some time to play every day to look, which was also longing and fantasizing at the same time.

I fantasize that one day, I can go to school hand in hand with my good friends, and it would be better if I could wear a red scarf! Then, I am also a Young Pioneer! This is undoubtedly a great thing compared to the small point of kindergarten! Thinking about it, thinking that I would occasionally laugh stupidly. Therefore, chatting with good friends is also indispensable for this important topic!

As a result, the small point is still the small point, the "ideal" of the first five minutes, and after less than ten minutes, it will forget to the back of the head, and after class, I will run to the "secret paradise"! I can't forget that I and my two good friends for some reason, were so deeply attracted by the small alley next to the women's toilet that they couldn't extricate themselves, and the three of them were in a circle in the alley of less than one meter, don't be surprised! The distance is not only enough, there is also a superfluous place, it can only be said that we are really small! What are you doing in a circle? Don't believe it! We are digging small pits, small pits the size of marbles, and the purpose is not to dig the pit but to dig deep, to praise the fine soil that has been dug up, and to fill in the pit when it is very deep! This is the most important game of "Secret Paradise", in addition, we will even lift our own clothes, look at each other's stomachs, look at each other, and put down our clothes if we don't want to see them. It is said that there were! And also discuss the color of the underwear, what you like, what you don't like, what your mother likes__

I can't help but think of the boys in the kindergarten who are not only naughty but also!

In the summer, whenever a little girl wears a floral dress, the boy will pretend to fall down in front of or on the side of the little girl, glancing at the girl's panties while screaming in pain, and will happily tell his good friends! Immediately after that, there will be little hooligans in twos and threes, circling around the girls in skirts, like little Laipi dogs, sticking around. If the boy makes the girl cry and runs away, the boy will apologize unless he is carried to the girl by the teacher's ears! I have no memory of whether or not I have been peeked at, but I remember that my good friend was bullied, and I beat the boy for a recess, and there was no concrete result, because I forgot! I just vaguely remember that I chased the wrong person! The real "murderer" is a little chubby! You never thought that he and we would become good friends! Knowing that mistakes can be corrected, good is great! Let's call him S for the time being! S is a little fat man, but he still can't stop eating, eating, eating! Soon our friendship faced a great test!

The boy I had impulsively "taught" before actually took the initiative to join us, saying that there were no strong boys in our team! My good friend nodded without saying a word, I turned my head in embarrassment, and S was not angry because he was being flicked his tongue by his own jumping candy!

So suddenly there was a boy in our team, a handsome boy! I was the only one who was silently puzzled, and everyone else seemed to be happy! In the next ten minutes, we learned that W turned out to be the most wanted playmate for our kindergarten girls! Naturally, W was with us, which made all the girls a little upset! However, we, three girls, only two boys, that is, one of them was left behind, and I took the initiative to become that individual! Who's the truth, I hated W at that time, being taller and better-looking? often bullies S, and the stupid S is often squeezed into the corner by W. I couldn't stand it anymore, and I wanted to get rid of W but was stopped by my good friend, so I took S to "break up", and glared at W angrily. lost his temper, and after a few days, S resolutely said that he was going to find his good friend and let me go back. I really wanted to punch him at the time, didn't I do this for nothing? S said to go and left, and I was really the only one left! I sighed. It turned out to be unexpected, W appeared in front of me, apologized to me and took my hand, pulled me to my best friend, I found out that they all had company, and I had company, and we both burst out laughing. In the end, the six of us, "playing in pairs, but still as one!" The other two are W's buddies! At that time, the boys and girls in the kindergarten loved to play together. We often go into the spring bushes, peek-a-boo, looking for not one person, but two people, the people who are looking are often in the flower beds, in the bushes, behind the stones, every time we play peek-a-boo will sweat, even if the teacher criticizes as a naughty ghost, the crazy girl will not be unhappy, will only think of the joy of playing, will laugh with each other, laugh endlessly.

As for the writing, reading pictures, recognizing clocks and watches learned in kindergarten, as well as playing with building blocks and learning to make small red flowers, they are not as good as the time to play with playmates, occasionally quarrelling, occasionally noisy, occasionally crying, fighting, but the happiness is far more than the unpleasant, and the learning is far more than the loss.