My name is Bob, a ten years old boy. I live in a small village is around the mountains and forests. There is a nice river through my village , flowing day and day. The village at night is very quiet, the sky is too clear and the stars are winking at me. If the ladder is long enough maybe I can climb up the ladder to the stars.

       There are many trees behind my home, some apple trees, orange trees and peach trees are among them. When the harvest season is coming , I invite my friends to taste it. The apple and peach cores and orange peels all over my home. I sweep up it on the floor and put it into the large rubbish bin.

       After eating the fruit , I play the games with my friends. We hold all kinds of “guns”, run around the village. Sometimes aim the guns at the cats, sometimes aim the guns at the dogs. We aim the guns at the cow and shot it at last. When we spill water to it ,the cow is eating the food and feeling  nothing.

       Then we jump into the river, swim and spill each other. We take off our clothes are dried in the sunshine and lie down under the big tree untill we are tired.