My wife and I were cooking at home in the afternoon. "Come in, it's okay! Come in, it's okay!" said the son, standing at the door. "What if your dad scolds?" a voice outside said very seriously. "It's fine. My dad asked me to bring my friends to my house to play games. ”

The son led a child in, it turned out to be a child from the neighbor's family in the east, named Guangguang, who was in the fifth grade this year. Because some families have strong restrictions on children's play since childhood, there is a very unnatural look on the face when the light comes in, and the teeth bite the lips tightly. "Dad, I'll invite Guangguang to play games at our house tonight. The son spoke as if he were shouting, and he was right. Guangguang was taken aback and stood there blankly.

"It's your freedom," I replied calmly.

"Guangguang, hurry up, what are you doing standing there, come on!"

Guangguang came back to his senses and hurriedly caught up with Wang Xile, "You're not afraid of your father, I'm scared to death!" Guangguang said with a trembling mouth.

The breeze blew the night into the treetops. It's time to eat. I invited my son and Mitsuko from the computer to call them to dinner. Guangguang sighed and said, "My dad won't let me eat at other people's houses. There was a fire in his eyes, he walked to the door, turned around, and asked, "Wang Xile, do you still play games after eating?"

"Play. ”

"Can I still come?"

"Yes. ”

The light is gone. From behind me I saw that there were many ropes around him, wrapped around his weak limbs, and although he was calm on the surface, there were already ripples in his heart. "Dad, he bragged that he was very good at playing games, and he couldn't do it at all. My son's words interrupted my thoughts, and I asked, "Why do you say he's bragging?"

"Guangguang only plays the childish games I used to play, and he can't play games like 'Swordsman Love'. ”

"Teach him more. ”

"Do you know where Hikari plays the game?"

"Of course at his house. ”

"Not true. Their family let him study in one day, and he was not allowed to play at all. Every day at noon, he tried to trick his parents into going to school early, but in fact, he secretly went to the Internet café to play games for a while. ”

"How do you know?"

"Hikari told me. He doesn't tell me, and I know. ”

"Why?"

"Our little doll is in a good mood. ”

"Didn't you go to an Internet café too?"

"That's in the past. I'm not going to go if it's going to catch me up now. ”

"Why?"

"It's more fun and freer to play at home. ”

"This is progress, and it is even more progress to be able to play games with children today. ”

The son became excited. He stood up, holding the bowl in one hand, holding the chopsticks in the other hand and pouring all his strength into his mouth. The wife was anxious and said, "Slow down, don't get stuck." As soon as the words fell, I heard a noise outside the door, I thought it was a friend who came to visit the door, and when I turned my head to look, it was too unexpected, it was light. "Wang Xile, you haven't finished eating yet!" Guangguang whispered with regret.

"No, right away, you go in and play, the computer is on. ”

The son said to let Guangguang go in to play, but he walked in front with a bowl.

My son had eaten fast enough, and I couldn't guess how the light had finished eating! Looking out, the night was just dawning, and the trees were chirping. Perhaps the birds also smelled that my children had the freedom to play and did not want to return to the nest, and all this was soon wiped out by the power of the night. "Ahh The voice of the light came, and the fear was clear.

"Let's play a little longer, it's only eight o'clock, it's early. The son said.

"No, if you don't go back to study at eight o'clock in the evening, my dad will take care of me. ”

The light is gone, and the moon is getting brighter and brighter in the silence, but my heart is rising and falling. Now, in order to learn, adults do everything they can to unconsciously confront the natural behavior of children. Like Guangguang, he used to study very well, and his parents sent him to various study classes in order to be better, and when he reached the fifth grade, he was bored with studying, and secretly carried adults to Internet cafes. In addition to using the temporary advantage of position to force discipline, adults do not seem to take into account that children are also human beings, and they also have seven emotions and six desires, and they did not come to this world for the sake of studying! I put on my coat and walked out of the house.

The March evening breeze was Buddha's face, but the pitiful appearance of Guangguang who hurried home in a hurry was difficult to erase from my mind, which made me quite chill and erected the collar of my coat. I walked along the road, and it is true that education has developed a lot materially, but the phenomenon of students asking fewer questions is getting bigger and bigger, and I felt this deeply in high school. Without the education of problem awareness, the failure of the mind in the future is necessary.

When the wind was strong, I pulled up on my collar and reached out to realize that it was the wind blowing in my heart. I have inadvertently walked to the entrance of our middle school, and the small shops on the street are all hung with lights in front of the door in order to compete for student customers, and I am very uneasy when I walk on the road with the lights shining, because some high school students who have no intention of studying often smoke in the small shops in the evening study room. Those shopkeepers who have a conscience will unpack and sell them to their students. But nowadays education is only interested in scores, and everything else is symbolic, especially in the last decade or so. The education of children and adolescents is only the foundation, and how to use knowledge to develop the mind, shape the spirit, and become real talents in real life is the theme of education.

When I got home, it was eleven o'clock, and I thought that my son would turn off the computer in a panic, but he didn't, but smiled and said, "Dad, I just cleared the 'Swordsman Romance', and now I'm playing 'Swordsman Romance II', do you think I'm good?" I hesitated, I wanted to say that he had exceeded the bedtime. But when I touched his head, I said, "You're amazing, your level of playing games is improving so fast." Can you tell me how it improved?"

After listening to my words, my son felt a little embarrassed and said, "Dad, it's not my credit alone. ”

"Why isn't it your own credit that you were fighting with other friends when I went out?" I asked with a warm and comprehensible look.

"Not really. I came back from Yinchuan and learned from many big brothers about the tricks of playing games, and as I became proficient, the more I played, the more powerful I became. There was a faint hint of self-harm in his son's tone, as if it was dishonorable to use someone else's trick.

"It's good to be happy, that's the power of relate to others. Everyone in the world has their own strength, and those who are good at interacting with others can gain more power. People who actively learn from the experience of others to succeed are the smartest people in the world. In the future, if you learn to learn and unite, you will become the most powerful person in the world. ”

"Dad, so you said that 'Swordsman Love' relied on my ability to beat it?"

"Of course. Let me ask you, is the text in the textbook someone else's?"

"Dad, I see. ”

The son regained his joy, and he moved from one thought to another. He stood up and said, "Dad, it's so late that you still can't play the game?"

"You ask me, who do I ask? ”

When I came back, my son turned off his computer and sent me a "good night Dad". My heart is full of joy.

The next day was Saturday, and at 10 o'clock in the morning, my son got up and hurried to do his homework. I was secretly anxious, because he must be playing a game after finishing his homework, and he had to start first and draw his attention to other aspects. "Joy, after finishing your homework, play three games of chess with your father, do you see if your level has improved?" I asked.

"Okay. He laughed.

With a cheer, my son's homework was finished. "Dad, play chess. He said.

As always, my son plays chess, and I move to the son. Everything was ready, and we went to war in the living room. Playing chess, I've never been so busy. I mobilized all my forces and ran around the position. The son would eat one at a time, and one at a time. Every time I eat a piece, I praise a good move. "Good chess, great. "My voice was so loud that it could be heard all over the house. The son's face was full of light, like the face of the sun.

"Don't be good, let's eat. Behold you and be happy. The joy in his wife's voice made the whole family happy.

"Eating is too time-consuming", the son moved to Fang Deng as a table, and said, "Dad, eat and eat at the same time." ”

"It's hard to die. The wife said in her throat.

We are in separate positions, but the joy of harmony is heartwarming.

"Dad, has the cistanche in Huxi grown?"

The son suddenly said this. "It's good. I said.

"We should go and take down the cistanche that has grown and let the cistanche roots grow well. The son said.

God, my heart is beating out. These years of life education have borne fruit. The son began to care about the flowers and trees that were not directly related to him, and in the years to come, he would inevitably accept the guidance of the gods of nature and mature his mind.

I stared at my son, faces less than three feet apart, "Joy, you've changed!" and I pulled him to my side and kissed him on the forehead.

"Dad, what have I changed?" said the son gently.

"Do you want to care about the cistanche in the west of the lake?"

"Yes. ”

"Why should you care about it?"

"Because if you don't remove the cistanche that grows, the roots below will be uncomfortable!"

"That's what changes you make, and that change keeps you going. ”

"Why?"

"The world we live in is closely linked to social activities, people's labor and the natural environment, and the plants and trees in nature are the farthest away from people's interests, and it is the most difficult to establish friendship with people. You are now emotionally connected to the farthest things, and you want to care about them, especially if you are closer. Your mind has grown by leaps and bounds. I gave him a thumbs up to pay homage.

It was a moment of extreme joy in my life. Although I often go camping with my children, today, it seems that I am facing nature for the first time. Riding a bicycle and walking on the Huxi Highway, the white clouds float in the blue sky, the warmth melts people's hearts, and the clear sunshine generously pours blessings into all the places that the eyes can touch.

to the west of the lake. Putting away our bikes, we walked leisurely among the sand valleys. Although it is fruitless and gray, the stubborn Saxon tree shows the beauty of life. The spring breeze caresses over, delights people's hearts, and the world is beautiful in addition to beauty. Walk up to the Cistanche tree and say, "Rejoice, dig." I said.

"Is Cistanche deep?"

"It's not deep, it's about the same as Suoyang, and you can get it by hand. ”

The son slashed the sand, "Cistanche" he shouted. "It's so beautiful!" The son bared his teeth, touched the cistanche head with his hand, and his eyes narrowed happily, and he didn't even use his hands to plan. It's no wonder that a child sees what he is looking forward to. I pursed my lips and smiled and said, "Joy, don't just stare at a cistanche seedling, maybe there is another next to it." ”

"Last year, I dug up two seedlings, one big and one small, and some are also at the bottom, so they must be small. ”

"Not necessarily. We have taken care of the roots of Cistanche, and naturally we are the most affectionate. ”

The son planed again, "Cistanche" His voice became sharper, and he said, "Dad, I touched a seedling with my left hand, and I also touched a seedling with my right hand." He hunched over his waist like a rabbit burrowing holes, "one seedling, another seedling," and the shouts became louder and louder. Facing a piece of cistanche, the son said, "It's so fun to dig cistanche!"

"How many seedlings?" I asked.

"Eleven seedlings. ”

"What is the reason for the two seedlings last year and the eleven seedlings this year?"

"It's us who love the roots. Dad, don't say it, dig it up. ”

The cistanche was dug out and placed on the ground in unison, and the son looked at the cistanche and said, "Dad, quickly fill the cistanche pit with sand, and fill it with wet sand." ”

"Why do you need to fill the sand with wet?"

"Wet sand has moisture, which is good for cistanche roots. ”

I filled in the pit, and my son picked up the small grocery bags and other small wrappers on the ground. It's all natural. The long-term life education has subconsciously accepted the concept that his life is the result of the cooperation of all the good things around him, and he should express his gratitude and gratitude to everything around him, and what he can do is to take care of the environment. After filling in the cistanche pit, I pointed around and said, "Is this desolate?"

"Desolate. ”

"These cistanches can be sold for at least a hundred yuan. This shows that if the desolate land can be developed rationally and also generate wealth, it depends on whether we are creative or not. ”

"Dad, hurry home and tell Mom the good news. ”

It seems that my son doesn't understand what I mean at all, but I'm still very happy, because education has a serious afterlife, and what seems useless will be lifelong once it has an effect.