On the first day of the Lunar New Year, more than 20 people from five brothers and sisters reunited. In the midst of laughter, Wang Xile's second mother asked:

"Wang Xile, how is the final exam?"

The laughing son sank, and the brother, sister, and sister stopped speaking at once. Time seems to freeze suddenly. Obviously, the son did not want to talk about his academic performance in front of his relatives. "My studies are terrible, I only scored 71 points in the first grade of mathematics!" said his wife.

"It's not bad, I scored 92 points in the Chinese test, which is excellent, and although I only scored 71 points in the mathematics test, I am not wrong in all the problems in the back, and I have great potential. "I did my best to preserve my son's self-esteem. At this time, the whole family persuaded me to send my children to the study class as soon as possible, and told me about the progress of their children's learning after going to the study class, and a feeling of loss and confusion obviously pressed against me.

I sat heavily in my chair. At this time, a passage from the book came to mind: In the long river of life, everyone will have a dilemma, which forces you to make a decision on the spot, choose the right one to go to heaven, and choose the wrong one to go to hell.

Since I have decided that examination-oriented education is wrong, and that the kind of history of learning mathematics, physics, and chemistry well and going all over the world will inevitably come to an end in the next few years, then what do I hesitate about my choice? In the world, once people are entangled in self-disturbed thoughts for too long, they will no longer have the sharpness.

I stood up and took the initiative to guess the drinking order with everyone, and was having a good time, "Whoever is taller, who is taller." The children's shouts caught the attention of the adults. Several children walked over honestly one by one, comparing themselves with their sister, who was obviously a lot taller. Wang Xile was the youngest, and when it was his turn last, he scurried to the armrest of the sofa, "I'm the highest, I'm the highest!" shouted

"Tricks, Wang Xile cheats. Brother, sister, and sister shouted in unison.

"I'm not fooling. The son said, "You didn't say how to compare, if you want to compare with your sister, find a way on the spot." I'm the tallest anyway, and I'm winning anyway. ”

The son's actions amused everyone, and one praised the king for his joy and cleverness. But this kind of cleverness can never be brought by books.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, my son went out to play, "Joy, Teacher Liu's house is not far from us, why don't you go to pay New Year's greetings?" I asked.

"I don't dare. ”

"Why?"

"Studying is not good. ”

"Just because you don't get a good score doesn't mean you don't study well. No matter how low the score, a teacher is always a teacher. Go, I'll lead you. "I took my son to pay New Year's greetings to the teacher......

The fifth day of the Lunar New Year is the day when my son plans to start writing his winter vacation homework. At nine o'clock in the morning, I walked back and walked into his bedroom, and when I saw that there was no movement, I just wanted to go out, Wang Xile sat up and said, "This will not delay anything." ”

"What do you say?"

"Dad, I have a great study plan. It must be carried out. ”

I looked at him, "Hmph, interesting," I said, "the plan was decided before it was even discussed." Is there anything like you?"

"I think my plan is exceptional. The son pursed his lips and said.

"Good plans are negotiable. You talk about it. ”

"There are a lot of people who can come out to play during the Chinese New Year, and the original study plan is unreasonable, and I want to change. ”

"How?"

"I finish all my study tasks before half past eleven in the morning, and I go out to play after listening to the Water Margin story. ”

"Why?"

"It's cold in the morning, no one plays, so there's no delay. ”

"Sounds good, but it's hard. ”

"Why?"

"It's not easy to get up alone, carry things, and do your homework, and it's hard for adults to persevere, and no one urges you to do it?"

The son was silent. I looked at the child, who was becoming self-aware. "Dad, can I play all day after I've finished my homework?" asked my son suddenly.

"Yes. Sure. ”

"I can. I can do it. The son said seriously.

"Since you have faith in yourself, go according to your plan. ”

My son got up and went to do his homework, and by half past eleven he had completed the day's study tasks. He immediately asked me to tell the story. "Joy, 'Water Margin' has become the last part", when I talked about Wu Yong and Hua Rong crying in front of Song Jiang and Li Kui's graves, and both hanging themselves from a tree to death, my son also cried when he climbed on the desk. After crying, he said: "Dad, is there a wonderful story like 'Water Margin'?"

"Yes. ”

"What?"

"Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties". ”

"Tell me in the evening. With that, he went out to play.

The son didn't come back until half past eleven in the evening, "As soon as I went out, I didn't hear from him, and I didn't call home, so we were in a hurry, not to mention that even your grandmother came over twice." Call grandma. I said angrily, "Have you eaten?"

"I ate it at the same school. "My son was a little scared.

"It's not impossible to go out and come home late, but you have to call your family. The mother of the child is worried. You see this night to put grandma in a hurry!"

"Dad, I was wrong, I know what to do. Tears glistened in his son's eyes.

On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, the weather has a bit of spring. The son stayed at home during the day and refused to go out, which was exactly the opposite of the previous day. One is that he was captured by cartoons, and the other is that when the study class starts, he often can't find anyone to play with. He got up at 9 o'clock every day to study, watched cartoons one after another after listening to the stories, and didn't go out to find someone to play until he finished dinner in the afternoon. I'm worried. Although cartoons use varied and intuitive means to let children know a lot about things around them and distant countries. However, if the extreme thrill and super coincidence in the cartoon stimulate the child's brain for a long time, people will become illusory, and when they grow up, they will use children's thinking to solve adult problems, which is not conducive to the healthy growth of children and teenagers.

Today is windless, the weather is warm, and it is a good day to go to the wilderness. When my son was doing his homework, I was thinking about how I could "trick" him out. "Dad, homework is done. The son said, "Last time, Li Yuan mistakenly killed Shan Xiongxin and his brother, and Qin Qiong was ready to save Li Yuan. ”

The son turned his head triumphantly.

"Joy, don't tell stories now. ”

"Daddy is cheating. The son protested.

"Dad doesn't cheat, Dad just wants to talk to you about changing the way you tell stories today. ”

"How can you change?" said the son, snorting.

My son dared to be "presumptuous" in front of his father, and I felt that he had a desire for "equality". "Wife, you see, our children have grown up. I said.

"I've grown a lot, but I don't have eyes. The wife said, "I know how to play all day long, watch and see, and study to have this energy, then I will grow up." ”

"Who said that he didn't have a long heart, today he dared to discuss things openly and unfairly with adults. I said by patting my son's ass with my hand.

"You're so used to it, you dare to talk back to adults at such a young age and say that it's honest and unfair, and laugh to death! When you grow up, you can't take care of it, what do you do?" the wife said coldly, "I've never seen such an education for children!"

The son's energy just now was gone, standing motionless in front of the desk, with his own experience, he understood Wang Xile's mood at this time. "Joy, storytelling has nothing to do with your mother's words, you are a conscious and intelligent child, you don't need adults to manage to progress, let's continue to discuss storytelling. I said.

There was enthusiasm in my son's eyes, and I responded with the same gaze. He sat down slowly and said, "Dad, what's the change?"

"Today's Sui and Tang Dynasty stories are told in the wild. ”

"What, go out into the wilderness?" the son was startled.

"After lunch at noon, let's ride our bicycles to the back of the alkali field to dig Suoyang, as soon as we cross the intersection, there are fewer cars on the road, we will tell stories, and there will be much more time to tell stories than usual, what do you think?"

"No, I can't. So I can't watch cartoons anymore. ”

"Cartoons are available every day. If you can dig up the lock sun today, I will take you to roller skate, eat barbecue, and drink drinks in the evening. ”

"I'm not going to slip. The son said.

"As soon as you go up, you will. ”

"Liar. The son said, "A few of my classmates fell down as soon as they went up, but it hurt so much that they were so scared that they didn't dare to slip anymore." As soon as I go up, how can it be!"

"Last year I taught you how to skate with wooden skates. Ice skating is much harder than rollerblading. Believe it or not, you'll find out when you try it at night. ”

There was silence. The son left the desk and walked around the ground with his hands twisted. "Eat," said the wife. Entering the dining table, the son ate stiffly, occasionally eating and smiling. I said, "Joy, how are you thinking about digging up Suoyang?"

"Dad, what do you think? Don't you often say that you are a high guess?"

"I guess, but you have to tell the truth. ”

"I promise to be honest. ”

"For the sake of justice, you take a pen and write the results on paper. No one can play tricks in black and white. I said.

My son ran to the study to write a note, came back and put his hand on the table for me to guess. The result was written on his face early on, which is the nature of a child. I said, "You agree to dig up Suoyang." ”

"Gao Guess, what a high guess!" The son said admiringly.

"The family is running like crazy, and I'm going to run in the wild to see what I can do in the future. The wife said angrily.

The son pulled the rice into his mouth, on his forehead, around his eyes, inside his eyes, and on the shape of his mouth when eating, a cost-effective look was all over his face. "Didn't you say you'd delay watching the cartoon, why did you agree?" I asked.

"The cartoon is only a temporary delay, there are reruns. You're going to suffer a big loss this time, and you'll have to invite me to barbecue and drinks if you tell more stories. The son said happily.

"Let's make a rule, okay?"

"What's the rule?"

"We go out camping once every two weeks, and every time I treat you to something delicious. ”

"Okay. ”

"Manly man counts. ”

"Count. ”

My son agreed to camp with me, which made me happy. It's a challenge, though. In children's hearts, the beautiful side of things is always infinitely magnified, and the difficulty is not thought about at all. It's early spring, and the snow has not yet changed dramatically when the earth is frozen into ice. At this time, the good wish to dig up the lock sun is as easy to shatter as a magnificent treasure. I pray to the heavens: give me luck.

"There are too many words today, eating too slowly, you two wash the pot. The wife got up and left. The son sped up, fearing that if he slowed down, he would lose the good things that camping bringed. "The little dolls are all eaten, and the adults are still grinding like this. "My son protested to me. I smiled at him and showed him that I knew his heart......

"Let's go. "I called my son to push the bicycle out.

"I hope to eat your Suoyang. The wife said in a widowish tone.

"Mom, we can dig a lot of Suoyang back in a while. The son said happily:

The wife smiled. The meaning of the wife's laughter is something that the child cannot grasp.

The two of us got on our bicycles, crossed the alkali field intersection, and crossed the train track to the west, and the wilderness unfolded in front of us, with the voices of people, cars, and noise, everything seemed to be the east side of the train track.

The field was so quiet that there seemed to be no ground. The tornadoes on the earth seem to have fixed points, and they often roll up in fixed places, and the salt powder flats in the east and west are still snow for those who don't know. "Dad, talk about Sui and Tang," the son's words were soft, but in the silent field, the voice was particularly loud.

We rode forward for three or four kilometers with the story, and then looked for Suoyang, and two hours passed, "Dad, why can't you find Suoyang?" said the son with a sigh.

"It's not the season to dig Suoyang, which is very hard to find. I said with a smile.

"I thought it would be easy to dig up Suoyang. It seems that there is no hope for a good meal in the evening. The son said dejectedly.

"What do you think this is, joy?"

"Delicious. There was a smile on my son's face.

"You eat here, I'll go find Suoyang. I took out the snacks that I had quietly prepared and gave them to him. Then, briskly run to the place where I think there is a lock sun. It's been three hours, and I haven't found Suoyang, which I didn't expect. I originally wanted my child to feel the joy of success, but now I walked to my son helplessly with empty hands. I felt so miserable, like I was struggling in a nightmare and couldn't move. In order to complete the task, I have never racked my brains and tried my best as I do today, but to no avail. When I was about 50 meters away from my son, he shouted to me, "Daddy, did you dig it?"

"Nope. It's almost there. I approached and said.

"I'm not going to dig up Suoyang again. The son said.

His words made me feel a little cold pain in my bones, and also made me understand that difficulties can easily defeat people's hearts.

"We'll be able to dig up," I said, "and we'll go to the bike, looking for it as we go." ”

There was timidity in his son's eyes. That's not who he is. I'm in a bit of a trance. Walking to a place 40 meters away from the road, I saw a place that seemed to have been dug by others before, and I was about to go over and dig it, "Dad, don't dig it, hurry back, there is no lock at all." The son said disappointedly.

"This is the last chance, try anyway!" I walked over, but my son walked to the side of the road. "Suoyang," I exclaimed.

One afternoon, my son, who was a little drowsy, ran over, threw himself on the ground, gently stroked the pink lock with his hand, like a puppy touching him, and said, "Little baby, little baby." "We worked together to dig up the edges, and we had a total of six heads.

The cold air makes people feel refreshed at once, and it is a little fluttery. The son wanted to dig out the lock planer with his hands. I smiled and said, "Although the soil in the place where Suoyang grows cannot be frozen, you must use a shovel to dig Suoyang." Get up. ”

The son was a little reluctant at first, but finally stood up and the light of success overflowed from his eyes. On the road of life, this kind of light will give people self-confidence.

The shadow of the sun began to converge in its brilliance, and the air in the wilderness, as if it had a temper, became cold. We rode our bikes back. I thought that camping has a lot of opportunities for children's education, so what should I talk about? I looked sideways at the setting sun, "Dad, why did you stop?" my son asked.

"Joy, let's see the sunset. ”

"What's the sunset?"

"You'll find out after a while. ”

We stood on the side of the highway and looked west, there seemed to be white mist in the depths of the salt lake, and the sun hanging over the mountains made people feel that there was a boiling world in the depths of the salt lake, which was the spirit of Yancheng people to build their hometown. I use my senses to enjoy the twilight, immersed in the tranquility of body and mind. This kind of scenery seems to be specially designed for me and my children, there are no people nearby, there are no cars on the road, and there is a kind of detachment that makes me feel as beautiful as in a painting.

"Dad, what do you have to see, hurry back. ”

My son's words brought me back to the real world. There is a world of difference between children and adults in how they feel about things, and children cannot be asked of adults with their ideas. If you insist on this, it is really the biggest stupidity in the world. Children are naturally wild and messy, and beautiful things need to be injected with the education of life.

"Joy, is it cold?"

"I felt a little cold in front, but it won't be cold when I dig up the lock sun. ”

Success has the same psychological effect on adults and children. I pointed to the distance and said, "Is the salt lake beautiful?"

"It's not beautiful. The son said childishly.

"Beautiful or not, it is the land that nurtures you. Whatever happens in the future, wherever you go, you have a responsibility to protect it as much as you protect your bag. ”

The son said "um" anxiously. It seems that he doesn't understand my words.

We walked back again. I said, "Today, why can you dig up Suoyang?"

"Just keep looking!"

"Yes. We made a final effort in the case of almost losing confidence, and the result was successful, which is the reward of perseverance, which is the same as your current learning situation, as long as you persevere, one day you will become the best. ”

I crossed the railway line unconsciously. The smoke of the workshop made the twilight desolate, and the beauty of the sunset changed. "Joy, look at the smoke", I wanted to say something about the environment, and my son immediately said, "Dad, what's the black smoke, don't say it, hurry up and ride." "My son's words gave me a terrible chill. Inspiration tells me that knowledge education is powerless to get rid of the "cold twilight" in people's hearts.

When he was almost home, in order to ride the bike faster, his son stood up and swayed from side to side and pedaled violently. As soon as he arrived at the door, he shouted, "Mommy, Mommy, open the door." We're back. ”

"Did you dig up the lock?" how much did you dig up, and take it to see?" said his wife.

"Dig up six seedlings. "My son quickly took the lock out of my basket.

"Ouch, this lock is no bigger than a fist. ”

"Don't stand and talk without back pain, we almost came home empty-handed. I said in a low voice.

"Mom, Suoyang is too hard to find. ”

The son told his mother about the afternoon, and they laughed from time to time.

After dinner, go rollerblading. Walking out into the street, some drivers did not obey the traffic rules and forcibly made a U-turn on the road in order to grab business. Faced with this, I began to think about what to do if the roller skating rink is not in good condition.

When you get to the roller skating rink, it's darkly lit. Horizontal wooden chairs are placed on the west and south sides, opposite to the word toilet on the east wall. A few elms in the roller skating rink, which had tormented me by the cold, seemed to make a sigh of relief to me.

There are forty or fifty junior high school students in the roller skating rink. They were "remy and remy horses" in school, and now, stimulated by pop music, they are staggering, grinning, and their language is filthy. Near Zhu is red, close to ink is black. What to do?

I stood stunned. "Dad, why do you always love to be distracted, and you say one day that you won't let me get distracted, give me money, and I'll rent shoes," the son said, "Well, why are you still distracted." ”

"Joy, stop rollerblading. "I felt my face flush.

"Daddy's words don't count. "The son was angry.

"Joy, the children here speak uncivilly, and Dad is afraid that you will learn to be like them. ”

"I don't learn from them. The son said firmly.

At this time, I thought about it, how can I close my child when I have difficulties? If I don't dare to let my child participate in such an environment, how can his mind grow?

"Joy, as long as you finish your homework, I will support you any day you want to roller skate. ”

My son's eyes lit up, and he tried his best to restrain his excitement and took the money from me and rented back his roller skates. I pointed him out and helped him get dressed. Say, "Rejoice, I'll take you around twice." ”

"I hope so. "My son's eyes didn't believe me, but he hoped for a good omen.

"Joy, you are a smart and self-motivated person, and there is nothing you can't do. It can be reflected from learning roller skating. ”

I took him and slid away.

After a lap, "I will!" said his son excitedly.

My son didn't understand what was going on, but I knew it well. This is the result of the migration function of the human nervous system.

After a few laps of skiing with my son, I said that he didn't want me anymore, and he kept playing with a group of kids until he had no strength to play.

Out of the roller skating rink, to the barbecue restaurant, stepping on soft music, to the dimly lit southwest corner, a beautiful large canopy lamp in the southwest corner, a reflective light on the wall, illuminated a Western oil painting, the harmony in the painting attracted me, but also helped me choose a seat.

"I'm so happy. ”

Obviously, my son's words were addressed to me. I said, "I'll talk about the glad things later." ”

The son quickly called the waiter, stretched out his little hand, and pointed, explaining what was needed. His actions even the waiter said: I like him.

"I'm so happy, I'm so happy," the son said repeatedly, and I felt that this ordinary sentence came out of his mouth today with special meaning. "Why are you happy?" I asked. I thought my son would say that he had dug up Suoyang and had a good meal, but his answer was beyond my expectations. He said: "I'm the first person in my class who can roller skate, and now I'm a 'cow', and I'll go tomorrow at noon if I can meet my classmates." ”

My son tries his best to show himself in front of his classmates.

When the food came up, the son opened his bow left and right and ate a lot of food. Looking at the smell of his food, I said calmly, "Joy, are you a stupid child?"

"Dad, I learned roller skating so fast, that can be stupid. The son said in a tone that he had never said before.

My son's words convinced me that only by experiencing things can one discover one's progress and potential. "Are lamb kebabs delicious?" I said.

"Delicious"

"Who should I thank for eating something delicious?"

"Of course thank you Dad!"

"Why?"

"I bought it with my father's money!"

"Why don't you have so much freedom in normal times?"

"Uh-huh, uh-huh. The son couldn't answer.

"It's not dad or money that should be thanked, it's our tireless efforts. It was hard work that ushered in this delicious meal for us. For hard work, success or failure must be celebrated. I said, "Come, let's have a toast to the effort." ”