My family has raised goats as long as I can remember. My parents feed them every day with leaves and fodder. In the spring, the female goats would give birth to the baby goats, and my younger brother and I would get the grass in the field. We often took the baby goats out of the fence and let them run in the yard. The baby goats are so cute and naughty. They love to jump around the yard, up and down. We took photos of them and fed them with the food. I still remember we often drove all the goats to the river to graze when we were five or six years old, Sometimes we chased the butterflies or dragonflies and sometimes we lay on the grass and looked at the clouds in the sky. There were so many children playing together. We usually went home when the goats were full.