When I was a kid, summers were happy just looking at the sky all day long. Nowadays, the summer sky hasn't changed, but the mood has changed. However, when I was a kid, I was too busy to just look at the sky in the summer. Summer meant summer vacation, and of course it was wonderful. Winter meant winter vacation, but, for one thing, it was too short, and for another, it was too cold, so it couldn't be as fun as summer. I have not had the habit of sleeping in since I was a child, so summer must be from early to late to play. There are a few little friends must sleep until noon, I do not know how their young age is not at all passionate. After getting up, I went out to the little friends live in front of the building whistling, whistling can be blown out of the tone of each person's name. That year, others rely on roar, we have basically to civilization more step forward, already rely on blowing. Whistling has the advantage of strong penetration and wide dissemination, blowing well but also very elegant, pulling the voice to roar the barbaric call method can not be compared with the natural. The most memorable breakfast is the small pot of rice noodles. The founder of this small pot of rice noodles, known as Wu boss, when we were young, he was a bit of the oldest old man, and then passed the stall to his daughter. The first night before going to bed, the most missed and most expected must be the bowl of small pot rice noodles, the night has become darker and longer. After breakfast, start playing ball. Soccer to play a big field in the abandoned swimming pool open space to play, play a small field in the basketball court. No matter where, there is always a **** nature, is always ready to be evicted. When I was a kid, none of the playgrounds were used for sports, as described in the previous article, "The Unsettling Sins of the Square Dancing Mothers and the Stadium Players". I hated it at the time, but now I remember it with great fondness. This gave me a great life inspiration, when you encountered hardship must not be sad and desperate, through the past is full of sweet memories, but also you can blow their own bullish coaxing capital. The normal procedure is to play basketball after the first kick, and sometimes it will be reversed. Sometimes it's just kicking the ball all day long, and basketball is not very popular at that time. The program is a lunchtime break. Afternoon generally to sneak away to swim mainly, this incident recalled some thrilling, because we named the black water pond pond is really black, often drowned. In addition to swimming, and take fish, watch TV shows, nap ...... In short, the afternoon is the afternoon of nothing to do. I'm afraid this kind of "leisure" will not come again in my lifetime. The real leisure is not just to do nothing, but to have no thoughts. Now look at the more pessimistic, shoulder heavy responsibility, trivial entanglement, do not cut off the entanglement with the world and recluse, I'm afraid it is difficult in the "leisure". After dinner, the whistles are four, that is our rallying cry. The night out is much more fun. When I was a little bit younger, hide and seek, catching everyone, jumping wooden horse ...... are playing very skilful. There were times when we also gathered at home to play video games or watch videos. Some of the more exciting ones were playing gun battles. No more play, then continue to play ball. A little older, part of the precocious on the dark and the girl to get something. But then our factory was invaded by kids from the surrounding countryside, who had to hit or be hit when they met. They were affectionately known as "country bumpkins". It's a violent and interesting past, and I'll talk about it in a separate article in the future. Basically, when I was a kid, a whole day in the summer was never wasted. If you spread out the memories, it can be very interesting to write. At that time, it was a waste of time to take time to eat, and the parents were absolutely furious when they were late in cooking. And now in the summer, only after a busy day, take a shower, lying in a rocking chair, a hint of cool breeze, and then look at the sky, only a little cozy. But this cozy can never be pure again, the heart has only that sentence circulating on the network: a child is really stupid, actually looking forward to grow up. You still remember how you spent your summer as a child?