On August 10th, I went to participate in a game competition organized by the company. My son didn't show weakness, he used breath-holding and dog planing to report to me what he had done during this time. I said:

"Joy, you have improved a lot, you can swim more than ten meters, and then work hard. ”

When we got home from the race, we opened a watermelon. While eating, the son said, "Dad, what does the watermelon field look like?"

"You ask me, who do I ask. However, I know that there are a lot of watermelon patches in Little Chahan Beach. ”

"Can you pick the watermelons there?"

"Yes. ”

"Is it stealing?"

"Not really. ”

"Why?"

"The salt heaps in our salt works are like mountains on the platform. Are you going to pack a bag and someone will take care of it?"

"Nope. ”

"It's the same as a watermelon patch. As long as you take care of the seedlings, you ask the farmer uncle in the field for one, and he will give it to you. ”

"Dad, let's go to Little Chahan Beach tomorrow and see what the watermelon field looks like?" said the son with a wink.

My son's words came as a surprise to me. He was using his heart to chase a goal that he thought was worthwhile. It is a spiritual quality that whoever possesses this quality and guides his life will find ways to improve himself in life, no matter how many setbacks he encounters.

"Joy, you are a brave child. I said happily.

The next day, we set off early. Ride to the dam, where there are trees and no one around. I slowed down and waited for my son to come up and say, "It's almost eight o'clock, it's hot, rest and rest?"

"Nope. Ride to the eighteen-kilometer billboard and then rest. ”

In this kind of weather, few adults are willing to ride 18 kilometers in one go. I looked at my son's back, got into the car, and chased after him.

Eighteen kilometers arrived. "Rejoice, take a break in the shade of the billboard," I said cheerfully, "and it's hot on the road." ”

"It's not hot," the son said, "Dad, drink water, let's ride forward after drinking, I still have to pick watermelons in the watermelon field!"

My son's words once again brought the question of "goals and actions" out of my mind, which shows that goals are things that arise from the relationship of interests in the process of experiencing things, not imposed by outsiders, and that suitable goals can arouse people's pursuit of them, so that goals and actions can complement each other. Wang Xile is now doing this kind of action. In this kind of action, the human spirit and body, the conscious and the subconscious, are subordinated to the leadership of the goal. Goals are such a wonderful thing.

It was already nine o'clock when the twenty-fifth or sixth kilometer was reached, and there was a strange phenomenon when the sun shone on the oil road. I said, "Joy, do you see a phenomenon on the road?"

"Something seems to be flowing,"

"Yes. In the hot summer, the ground can be steaming and shaking, and up close it looks like a river made up of hot currents, and from a distance it looks like a lake. You see, the first kilometer is not the root lake water. ”

"Yes. ”

"This is the basic condition for a mirage to occur. ”

"I've seen mirages in books, and the books say that mirages are in the air!"

"Dad can't tell me the details of the mirage, go back and check "Tell Me Why" to see what's going on. However, when we return in the afternoon, we may also see the phenomenon of mirage. ”

"Why?"

"Because the evaporation of salt lake water is particularly large, the probability of mirage is relatively high. ”

My son listened to me, smiled, and rode away at an accelerated downhill pace.

My son was far away from me, and the phrase "bite the root of the vegetable, Pepsi can be done" somehow suddenly got into my head. This is what our ancestors left behind to teach us not to be afraid of hardship. That is to say, only when children are not afraid of hardships can they have the possibility of doing things. In the past, the living conditions were poor, and there were hardships everywhere, but now that life is better, everyone thinks that children have no bitterness to eat and no vegetable roots to bite. So what is the root of modern society?

It must be the smelting of the body, and the physical life with the flesh. It is a pity that Chinese school sports have been assimilated by the Chinese feudal utilitarian ideology of "everything is inferior, only reading is high", and it has been positioned at the level of dispensable "activities". Education should be a process of developing feelings of loyalty to a certain life. Empty preaching will only produce some shoddy good gentlemen, who will be good when they are profitable, and run away when their interests are damaged; and in pure sports, students will have developed limbs and dull minds, and such people lack the ability to make decisions about life.

"Golden Triangle, Golden Triangle," my son interrupted my meditation with a loud shout. When I got to the Golden Triangle, I looked at my watch, and it was ten o'clock. I said, "Joy, you've improved so much!"

"What's the progress?"

"Last time I rode for six and a half hours. After three months, this time you only took three and a half hours. My son just laughed and didn't speak, so I continued, "Let's go, go to the melon shed and buy a watermelon to eat, and then after lunch at the restaurant here, then go to the small Chahan Beach not far ahead." ”

"Where did you come from?" asked the woman who walked to the melon shed to sell melons.

"From Gillantai," the son replied preemptively.

With a "bang", the wrench in the hand of the man who was repairing the tractor on the side of the melon shed fell. For a moment, the couple remained silent. I don't know what they were thinking, who knows, but, whatever they thought, the couple were a genuinely good couple, "This kid is riding a bicycle too?" the man asked, picking up the wrench.

"Yes. ”

"How can you let the doll suffer like this, it's time for him to learn. The woman said puzzled.

This woman's words reminded me of the fact that I went back to their hometown with my wife last year and saw that rural children generally hated labor. I couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in my heart. Our education, teaching and teaching, makes the educated begin to despise labor, so what are we still educating? I am a little terrified when I think about this, because this problem is too big.

"Learning is for better labor," I said to the couple, staring at them.

My words made me a kind of person in the eyes of this couple. They widened their eyes, looked at me contemptuously, and said, "Whoever spends money for their children to go to school is not to work less and not suffer in the future." ”

As they spoke, they weighed the watermelons for us, killed them, put them away, and sat quietly. Staring into the distance in a daze, hoping that someone would come again.

"What do you do?" asked the man as we were about to finish our melons. Obviously, he didn't have any purpose in asking, but there were few people in the world who liked to be silent.

"I'm a teacher. ”

"Teacher!" the couple's brain consciousness was attacked by my words, "The teacher still led the doll and ran around?!" The woman's eyes were about to bulge as she spoke, as if the teacher only had to lock the child in the classroom to be considered normal.

"What school are you from?" the man asked.

"Jiyan Middle School. ”

"Oh, it was a really good school, and several dolls were admitted to Tsinghua University from there. ”

They ask this and that. My eyes slowly left the melon shed, staring at the grassland in front of me, although my face remained quiet, but I didn't want to say anything anymore, because these melon farmers around me could be the idea of hoping that their children would stay away from labor after school and earn more money......

"Dad, don't eat here, let's go to Xiaochahan Beach to pick watermelons first." ”

I can't imagine how terrible people's ability to act once they have a goal. Before I could say "agree", my son got on his bike and rode towards Little Chahan Beach, completing the last two kilometers, when the scorching heat and scorching sun did not exist for him.

I watched from behind at the goal, expecting him to call me back. He didn't. I happily touched my head. I thought to myself, this child's ability to act independently has reached a new level.

When he came to Little Chahan Beach, his son went straight to the big elm tree last time, and his happy face changed, and as soon as he got there, he jumped into the pool under the tree. This shows that the son is very hot, but he has been persevering for the sake of the goal. I said:

"Joy, is this water good?"

"This pool makes me feel weird, as if I have never been more happy than I have ever been. ”

Naturally, the son's brain has a causal feeling of happiness and joy. He is about to realize the origin of happiness in the world. Everyone is in pursuit of happiness, but many people don't know what happiness is, where it comes from, true happiness comes from the heart and influences his behavior. It is based on inner harmony and sincerity towards real life, from which loyalty to things is created. Wang Xile is now feeling the joy and happiness from his heart and being faithful to his actions.

The son relieved the heat. He came out of the pool, took a few steps forward, patted the elm tree, and said, "Uncle Elm is so nice." After saying that, he kissed on the tree.

The son has a sense of gratitude. At this time, the trunk of the tree had become a man in his heart, and it was infiltrating his son's mind with its useless but useful mind, developing his relationship with nature. Can a child who has a sense of gratitude for trees not be grateful to his family, and can he not be grateful to the ground under his feet?

"Dad, where is the watermelon field?

"Little Chahantan is so big, where the watermelon is not something that can be found in a blink of an eye, we must choose the right direction, you first go to the vegetable field next to you and pick a few tomatoes, cucumbers and other vegetables, you haven't picked these vegetables yourself, right?"

"Yes. ”

The son is gone. I stepped out of the shade and reconnoitred in all directions.

The son's picking of vegetables went smoothly, and it was the same for a while, but it was difficult to find spiritual comfort. I said, "As long as you can pick a few of the vegetables from the garden, I'll be fine." ”

When the son heard this, he ran back and forth more energetically, and it seemed that the goal was close to the ruler.

"It's all picked," he said, fiddling with the vegetables, "Daddy, where's the watermelon patch?"

I stepped out of the shade again, stood on the road, and looked up at the sun. The sun elephant is for whom it is secret, and it is protecting the whole body with strong light. I knew in my heart that pointing in the direction meant that the success or failure of today's camping was in this move. I raised my hand to the north and said that the watermelon field was under the slope not far to the north. The son said excitedly:

"Let's get out of here. ”

We walked from here to there, about 200 meters, surrounded by cornfields. My mind started to get a little confused, and my son kept asking where the watermelon patch was. I saw a piece of fresh watermelon rind thrown in the canal, and I knew that the watermelon patch was nearby.

Turn around the corner of the cornfield. The crowded fields opened up a little, and the sun shone on the green pearls. My eyes lit up, "Watermelon, watermelon," my son shouted first, and he rushed towards the watermelon field. I hurriedly shouted, "Stop. ”

"What for?"

"What should I pay attention to when entering the watermelon field?"

He understood, and carefully entered the watermelon field.

"Dad, why is there a hole in this watermelon?" said the son, looking around.

"I don't know if it was stolen by rats. However, there are many small animals in the melon field that steal watermelons, and they come out to steal watermelons at night. The watermelons in the watermelon field will not be as smooth as the streets, and they must be a lot of bad. ”

"A bad watermelon, another bad watermelon," the son kept making new discoveries while playing, "Dad, I originally thought that the watermelons here were the same as the ones on the street, but I didn't expect them to be big and small, and there are so many bad watermelons!"

"Joy, why do people go through practice, many things seem simple and easy, but it is not easy to do well. ”

"Dad, you talk about this kind of thing a lot when you play it. Er pointed to a watermelon seed of about ten catties and said, "How about this watermelon?"

"Very good. ”

The son picked the melon, and he didn't take a few steps forward and said, "Dad, help, I'm not going to be able to do it soon." ”

"Joy, I'll help you pick this watermelon, you pick another one, the elm tree is about three hundred meters away from us, you weigh your ability to see how big the watermelon is." ”

I spoke briefly, and then walked towards the elm tree with the watermelon in my arms. The son stood in the watermelon field, looking at the big watermelons all over the ground, and finally picked a small melon weighing three or four catties, and walked out of the watermelon field honestly.

Back at the big elm, the son took out a knife from his bag, put on a very crazy posture, and shouted, "Watermelon, I'm here." ”

"Wait. I gestured to him.

"Why?"

"Now the watermelon is hot, not tasty. We put the watermelon in the water to cool for a while, and then use this time to set up a fire, cook instant noodles, and have a good lunch. ”

My son stopped, looked at me, and said, "Dad, it doesn't make sense, how can you eat such a big watermelon." ”

"That's right, too. I said, "That's just watermelon and instant food." ”

"That's it," said the son, "I'll play with the watermelons in the water again." ”

I leaned my back against the elm tree and closed my eyes. "Daddy, is the watermelon cold?" said the son.

"Oh! it's been half an hour, and I thought it wouldn't even be ten minutes. I said, "Eat watermelon!"

"Eat the big ones first. ”

"Why?"

"The big ones are heavy, and the burden is reduced by eating, and the small ones are light, and they are taken to the road to eat, which saves effort. ”

"Joy will think about it. I said, "Why do you think I chose to go north to find watermelons?"

"Don't know?"

"When you were picking vegetables, I scouted and found two watermelon peels in the grass on the north side, and decided to go north through judgment, so no matter where you go, you must learn to inquire about useful things from the actual local situation, which is the most real and valuable learning. ”

We ate and talked, and the conversation was mainly about the children's childhood anecdotes......

After eating the watermelon, packing up our things, and returning to the Golden Triangle again, it was already four o'clock, and we entered the same restaurant where we had eaten last time. "This is not the kid who came to May 1st!" A voice came from behind me, and when I looked back, it turned out to be the aunt who was cooking here. She continued, "You're not afraid of tiring the kid! "How does this aunt know that Wang Xile is in the second grade? Because the last time I came here for dinner, I talked to her. His child is also in the second grade, but not in the same school as Wang Xile.

"There aren't many children who can endure hardship now. We are pastoral people, and after our children go to school in the city for a while, they are too lazy to work. ”

"Laziness is a common problem with dolls nowadays," I said, "and everyone wants their children to study well, and nothing else." ”

After eating, the road was very empty. We whistled, sang, and rode home in high spirits. The son believes that he can continue to ride like this......

"Click" walked to the twenty-fourth square, and the chain of his son's car broke. After getting out of the car, my son picked up the chain, I looked at it, shrugged my shoulders and said, "No way." ”

I untied the rope from my bike, tied it to his handlebars, and carried him back on. After walking two kilometers, I got to the second team, "Joy, get out of the car, the car chain is ready." I said.

"Dad, the broken chain is still in my basket, how can you say it?"

"Do you see that thin wire on the side of the road?" I pointed, "go and pick it up." ”

"Learning is in the service of life," my son picked up a wire about the thickness of a match, and I took out pliers from the small tool generation, turned the wire into a pin, and then put down the bicycle and connected the chain, and said, "Joy, although the wire is soft, it is still okay to ride home." If the more you go to school, the more you have no solution to the problems in life, it means that the learning you are doing is the most useless learning in the world. ”

As we talked, we were riding, and at eight o'clock, a kilometre away from Gillantay, a train was coming from south to north, and the sun in the west was arming the sunset with gold. We ran in the scorching sun for a day, the scorching sun was being absorbed by the distant mountains, and a peaceful warmth entered the heart.

The train is gone, the sun is gone, and we should be gone. The son said, "Dad, the scenery over the mountain is so beautiful. ”

Yes, the experience makes people discover beauty, and three months ago, my son was still scornful of this scene!

In this way, at the end of the SARS holiday life, which was a bit like an ascetic, my son became a good playmate with three or five classmates through games on the basis of insisting on one hour of study, and on the other hand, I also taught him chess, checkers, Go, backgammon and other ways to compete for time, and in this competition, the child's life in the second grade ended.