Thinking back to his childhood, the days when he was studying were still worth remembering.
At that time, I was still a child who didn't know anything. Every morning after breakfast, I would carry my bag and walk to the primary school in the village.
The days of studying back then were wonderful.
In school, we kids would play games on the school field after class. We would play with the grid, the king of heaven, and the rope skipping.
We played Eagle Catches the Chicks, mud, bugs, and all the fun games that we thought were awesome.
At that time, we were still very young. We always thought that there was only the sky, that there were immortals on the mountains, and that there were ghosts in the water. We watched our favorite cartoons when we were young, Journey to the West, Cat and Mouse, Wood-chasing Birds, and so on.
At that time, the 10-cent or 20-cent popsicles in the Ministores also became the favorite snacks of our children.
At that time, after class, we would invite a few friends to the fruit trees near the primary school to steal pears, sweet potatoes, and sugar cane.
At that time, the corn stalks seemed to have become our favorite sweet food.
At that time, the wild waxberries on the mountain also became the favorite of our children.
I remember that there was a large red berry tree on the mountain behind my old house.
At that time, we were children. We often went there to steal people's waxberries to eat. In the end, we were seen by the farmer. In the end, he took a stick and chased us to another mountain.
At that time, the little tyrant and the game console seemed to have become the favorite of us children.
At that time, there were children in our village. We already thought that it was amazing to have a little tyrant game console.
At that time, Soul Douluo also became a classic game for us children.
Every afternoon after school, we kids would invite a few friends over to our house to play games.
Moreover, once he started playing, he didn't want to leave, didn't want to go home, and didn't want to go home for dinner. When his parents came to call him, he kept saying," Wait a minute, wait a minute." After playing this game, he kept saying," Wait a minute." When it was eight or nine o'clock in the evening, he still didn't listen to his parents and go home for dinner.
"At this time, our parents could only take tough measures and forcefully drag us home.
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