There is always a song that takes you back to childhood. Do you remember the first nursery rhyme you hummed when you were a child?

Speaking of childhood! The impression is yellow and old, as if memories should be like this.

I remember the first song I hummed when I was a child was adapted by my mother through an ancient poem, right? Goose Goose, this ancient poem, is the most impressive song in my memory.

Why is my nursery rhyme a poem? Because my mother wanted to teach me ancient poetry, but I could only say it word by word, so my mother taught me to read long-sounding poems and finally became a singer, haha.

First, now that I hear this ancient poem, I will go back to my childhood.

My family is rural and my mother is a cultural student. She only studied in the second grade of primary school, and she knows nothing but "singing geese". She wants me to study hard in the future. Being an honorable person should be afraid that I will lose at the starting line! So he taught me to recite ancient poems. As you know, children talk very loudly. The more so, the longer the parents teach. Finally, my mother and I began to sing. She sang and danced, and I raised my hand and laughed.

My mother said all this later, because I didn't remember anything at that time, but when I remember, my mother often sang this poem, which was quite fun.

Second, why not listen to children's songs?

Because I was born in the north in the 1990s, the economy in the north can't compare with that in the south, and it still does. Personally, I think there is a ten-year gap between the north and the south. At that time, in the 1990 s, there was no TV set, and my family didn't seem to have a radio. If I watch TV, I will go to the village head's house to watch TV at night. Then, how can I hear children's songs?

And at that time, it seemed that even the lights could not be turned on! Only when it is necessary, such as when guests come to the house, will the lights be on.

Third, therefore, Ode to the Goose is my best nursery rhyme.

My family keeps geese, and I sing Ode to Goose to them. It was fun back then. At that time, people came to my house to watch me sing to geese, as if I were a pistachio.

But the north is too backward, my home is in the mountains, and education can't keep up. When I grew up, I failed in the college entrance examination and went to be a soldier. Isn't that a retired worker working from home? Now I think of singing geese, but I still want to laugh! Hey hey.