Guilt

My son still has three or four months to take the senior high school entrance examination. After dinner every day, he put down the bowl and chopsticks and went back to his room to study. My wife and I packed up and watched silent TV plays. One second, one minute, one minute, we hope that time can go faster, and we can hear our son walking out of the room at 12 o’clock in the evening, saying, “I’m going to sleep; We don’t want time to go faster, so that my son can learn more. My wife and I counted seconds and nights in this contradictory mood, and also counted the future of our son. The TV drama in front of us is just a prop with eyelids. As for the good or bad plot, none of us cares about it. What we care about is that we are still opening our eyes, still fighting with my son. Especially when my son went out of the room and sat next to us and glanced at the TV, my wife and I were in the same mental state as my son, spirited and excited. Positive and aggressive. We are encouraging our son as well as ourselves. We must fight to the end. When we fight, our son said, “I’m going to sleep. Going to bed early became the biggest luxury for my son and the extravagant hope of a teenager who was growing up. We know we shouldn’t treat our children like this, and parents like us all know we shouldn’t treat our children like this. How many years have our quality education been called and how many years have our education been reformed? However, what parents and children face is still cold scores and scores of real economic interests. Helpless, we can only fight with our children! In that case, he must not be alone. One day is OK, two days are OK, three days are OK, which fourth day? Fifth days? How many days? How many years? I have never experienced any sense of guilt, but I experienced it on a night when my son still had three or four months of senior high school entrance examination. It makes me uncomfortable, it makes me blame myself, it makes me feel ashamed, it makes me feel guilty, it makes me hate to replace me…… That night, somehow, let the more haggard wife go back to the room to have a good rest, and swear that I will stick to the position. I took the TV remote control, changed this station, changed that station, and finally found a movie that can make you more spirited. Watch it…… Dad, go to bed too. I don’t know how long it took, my son’s voice woke me up. I looked at my son standing in front of me and said hurriedly, “Dad is not sleepy. I’m not sleepy yet, and I snore. My God, I also snore while sitting and sleeping. Snoring is one of my problems. When I was young, when I was a salesman and a colleague on a business trip, no one would like to share a room with me, so I had to disturb the strangers. Don’t sleep, don’t snore, don’t disturb children’s study, hold your ground and fight. Dad doesn’t play anymore, Dad is still watching movies, you go to learn. My son went back to his room. However, before long, my son woke me up again. Dad, you snore again. Dad, go to bed first, I will sleep soon. I had a look at my son, but did I still insist? I let him catch it twice, but was it okay? Let me see the clock hanging on the wall. It will be 12 o’clock in half an hour. OK, son, you should also go to bed early. When I came back to the room, I didn’t fall asleep any more when I really lay down. I blamed myself for my weakness, and I felt guilty for my snoring…… Guilt arises spontaneously. Lying on the bed with this sense of guilt until the light in the son’s room turned off. With this sense of guilt, I wrote this article until tonight, telling myself that when I have no spirit, I will look at what I wrote and see my guilt. It is 09:45 late…… Written 20120223 late 9.4 fifteen Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…