The child doesn't want to go home and talk about it.

I remember when I was three or four years old, I always worried my mother. Because I am very playful, I don't want to go home after playing once, and I never get enough. I used to be crazy, and I always felt that time passed too fast. At that time, I lived and ran outside every day, playing with children and often didn't want to go home for dinner.

As children, we don't want to stay at home. We always like to find friends to play with. The children are very happy and energetic together. Because of the same age, everyone's mouth is always particularly broken somehow. When we are together, your little mouths are always talking. Chatters are happy together and curious about everything. At that time, there was nothing. I can play with anything in my hand for a while, such as branches, Ye Er, grass and pebbles. Anyway, I think everything is a treasure, and I like it very much. I can't put it down. Every day when I go home, my little hands are dirty.

This is all that we children can be happy together every day. Whenever we are particularly engaged in playing, no one wants to take the initiative to run home for dinner.

The children's mother and my mother often look for us everywhere, calling our nicknames while looking for us. And we often pretend not to hear because of the input of play, until our mothers come to stop us from playing happily. Mothers picked up their children's dirty little hands and reprimanded them: "It's time, and I don't know how to go home for dinner. I have to shout, have a good meal and look for it. " What a worry for adults! "It was not until the mothers led the little darling children home that the game and play came to an end and they reluctantly followed their mothers back.

Childhood is so short, it is really fun to play!