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Today is Valentine’s Day. The atmosphere on the street is really good. The gift on Valentine’s Day makes people dazzling. I took a rose from someone else, which makes people feel very strange. It’s very romantic at such an old age. In order to prescribe medicine for my mother, I went to the hospital and gave it to my mother in light rain. While I was walking in the small street, I felt the drizzle on the street was smooth and crisp, and the grass color looked near from a distance but there was nothing. Scenery. Passing by the park on the way, the rain fell on the grass, moist and silent. Negative ions and oxygen ions lined up to spread from the lawn to all sides. I took a deep breath and enjoyed the welfare given by the grass. I went back to my mother and saw her watching TV alone. I felt that she was very pitiful, but she made me feel very angry when she started to play. I helped her to do this all day long, I didn’t hear her saying a good word about that, but I was confused all day long, thinking that today this was gone and that was moved by someone, which made me confused, I had to go to work all day and had a rest occasionally. I prescribed medicine for her and paid the utilities. I had to listen to her endless nagging. I couldn’t stand it. Besides, I had to pay for my family, but she is almost 90 years old, and maybe she has cognitive impairment, but I can’t accept it, but I always get angry with her and argue with her. My sisters use various reasons, she didn’t come to relieve her boredom personally. She was afraid that she would pay too much for her old-age care. She thought that one monk carried water to drink, two monks carried water to drink, and three monks had no water to drink. I am annoyed by these common things. When I was annoyed by these common things, a group of disorganized words were grazing deep in my heart, so I went home quickly, typed these words in the computer, and combed my sensitive mood with a disordered word, A persistent dream. Those jumping words, like spring breeze lingering at my fingertips, like drizzle moistening my heart, as well as a gentle melody lingering in my heart, washing away my exhaustion. However, I met my sister again on the internet. She asked her mother, and I was so angry that I said to her, who was not raised by mother and mother? How old people are, why don’t you come to greet me in person and ask me to convey that it is useless to be unfilial when you are born and cry when you are dead? My mother is getting older and older year by year, and she doesn’t want to make the elderly happy, having a happy old age, but leaving her alone facing the TV, can she say that her daughters are filial? It was written that I was annoyed again. I did filial piety but was not recognized, which was also my helplessness. So open computer, Listening to the songs of grassland, I seemed to see my words like white sheep, leisurely and loose, and my pen and plate were like sheep whips in my hands. Blogs are like broad grasslands, which can accommodate these cheerful sheep. In this group of words, the sweetness of love and depression have become my motivation to make progress after being soaked in words, and the warm and touching things are also flowing in my words. Life has made me bound with words, so I will stick to it and make them beautiful in my life. Troubled me, I searched a few pictures in the computer, and they were so beautiful. The sun shone on the mountain and the mountain was yellow, and the shadow reflected in the lake was so beautiful, there is also a picture of chrysanthemum, the flower in bud is golden and blooming like a sunflower. I collect these beauties in my blog. Sometimes I turned it out and looked at it. It faded out and faded away. I was involved in the storm of annoyance again. That kind of helplessness, that kind of helplessness, that kind of regret, I really don’t know what my sisters think about in the aspect of old-age care, ask me, I will listen to my sisters to arrange, of course, work plans and personal summaries should be written at work, I still have to do some detailed work. I have to arrange what to eat today, what to wear tomorrow, and the hygiene should be cleaned. Many instant thoughts struggle and shout in the middle of my mind, looking forward to the miracle, struggling to dock. In the suffering, I felt tired and tired all day long, so I wanted to calm down and think about it. Common things are our living space. Sincerity, kindness, love and dreams grow in the soil of common things. In common things, we should learn to be grateful, grateful and grateful, and understand mother’s advice, you should share your sister’s troubles, be good at smiling at Flowers, be diligent in trying your heart, and be willing to get married with kindness. People are human beings. It is very difficult to get out of the silt like lotus flowers without being dyed. Maybe you have created beauty, but you are often watched by clowns. Maybe you have devoted your love, however, you are often alienated by the loved ones. Maybe you pursue the truth but fall into the void. Maybe you yearn for richness but go to plain, but this is exactly the charm of the secular world. Like (prose editor: prose online) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Parenting Tips

How can we educate our children well? I think it is a problem that every parent is very concerned about. Of course, I dare not to preach as an educator or psychologist. I just want to share some of my personal experiences and feelings with you, then we will discuss this ancient and profound issue with you. My son is seven years old and will be in the second grade next semester. Tonight, I called my son’s Chinese teacher and asked him about his test scores. To my surprise, the teacher actually said that his son had made obvious progress, this Chinese test took the second place, and he said that he did a good job in the reading comprehension questions later. The teacher also compared his son’s admiration with the old classmate who had always been in the class. The classmate did a good job in the basic knowledge questions in front of him, but the reading comprehension questions were not good. In fact, the classmate was rumored to be a prodigy before he went to school, and he was very talented in maths. But how could the teacher say that he was getting backwards this time? At the beginning, when my son was in the tenth place, he was the first. Later, every time I took the exam, I encouraged my son to advance two or three places. As expected, my son went from the tenth to the seventh to the fifth to the third, up to now, my son has been standing still for a long time, and he always asks me, Dad, why am I always in the third place? I saw his anxiety and desire for progress, so I encouraged him, don’t worry, as long as you do it seriously, you will definitely make progress!. This time the teacher said that his reading ability was very good. I remembered that when he was young, he pestered me and his mother to tell stories every night. His son liked listening to stories very much. He bought many story books at home, big and small, this little guy has a strong memory, and he has an impression on the content he has read. He can tell whether he has said it or not when he looks at the paper. We told him the truth in the story, let him tell his own thoughts, and he could also tell one or two or three. So far, I want to say that parents and friends, especially parents, should spare more time to accompany their children, pay more attention to their children’s hobbies and psychological changes, and encourage their children more, there must be some benefits. Sometimes when I went to the school gate to pick up my children from school, I met the parents at the school gate. When I saw my own children, I just criticized and complained, saying that the children were not easy to learn, and it was also common to abuse them. In fact, this is not to blame children, but to blame our parents for not cultivating their children’s personalities, hobbies and habits. Some people say that teachers’ children have good academic performance, not because their children are smarter than other children, but because their parents pay more attention to their children than them. I know very well that at the beginning of human life, the nature of nature is good, and kindness does not mean kindness, but the original essence of life that people have when they are born; In other words, when a child is born, it is just a piece of white paper, it depends on how the painter colors. The painters here are the parents and teachers of our children. The most important thing is the parents of our children, because parents are the first teachers of our children and also the teachers who accompany them all their lives! Parents’ words and deeds, living habits, interests and hobbies will influence children imperceptibly. Can a child in a family who is impatient and exported to be dirty become a poet? The answer is undoubted. Some time ago, my child found the writing brush in my drawer. I knew that it must be because he had heard the story of Ma Liang, and always hoped that an old man with white beard would appear in his dream, in this way, he can get a magic pen that he has been longing. So I was very happy to see this pen, and I was very obsessed with it for a period of time. He also started to write calligraphy. Although it was not good-looking, it was spiritually commendable. Every parent is devoting, and it is day and night, loyal, without hesitation, without asking for return. However, we love right, how to love? Some people think that giving children the best food and the most fun is love; What’s more, they dare not to give stars to the moon, but they don’t know that this will harm children. Friends have heard the story of why cats don’t catch mice. The owner gives them fat food and drink. Why does they catch mice? When the owner blames him, he won’t blame himself for spoiling the cat baby. The famous educator Mr. Yu Minhong, the boss of New Oriental, deeply understands the art of education. His daughter wants to buy a new computer, and he will never immediately promise that although he is not short of money, he will let his daughter exchange his grades, this is a good way of education. Some people say that it is reasonable to let children know the pain. Think carefully, this is the most difficult thing to do, love a person, how can that person not know? Unless he is a fool, he will never know. And I prefer to let your child know that he should feel your love for him, and let him learn how to be grateful and how to treat everything in the world with a grateful heart, but what I feel is not only spoiling. There is another saying that a steamed bun also needs to be cooked. Imagine that if there is a steamed bun in real life, probably no one will waste fire so much time. But for today’s families, there are very few children, one or two, and no more than three. They are like steamed buns one by one. Who is willing to give up? Some elders said: a filial son is born with a stick, or beating is a kiss or scolding is love. It seems that the child is disobedient, and everything will be fine with a dozen. In case of problems, parents should think more, be more patient and be less rude. At noon today, my child was going to play computer games at his grandmother’s house. I told him to go home for lunch break, because there was still class in the afternoon, and he said to go home to play computer games, otherwise he would not go back, I agreed to his terms. After I came back with him, I asked him to have a glass of milk first. After he drank, I asked him to have a lunch break, and he said that I didn’t say anything, and tears began to flow. I watched him shed tears, and felt very angry in my heart. I also thought of yelling at him, but I finally restrained my emotions, I felt that it was still because I compromised the child’s condition that caused harm to him. So I said, there was a child who drank milk and had urine in his stomach. Hearing this, he burst into laughter. I fell asleep after a while. Children are the hope of every family, but also the future of our motherland. Let’s let our educators join hands with the society and families for the future of our children and our motherland, please focus more on your child! Like (prose editor: Ke Er) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…