In the past two days, there have been two winds of playing with four-wheel drive cars and bullet guns, and my son has been very busy! On Friday afternoon, my son came to my office and happily told me that he had been selected for the "June 1st" performance team. There are only five people in the class, and we will go to school for rehearsals at half past six tomorrow morning.

Those who have hope in their hearts always overflow with the vitality of life. Although he doesn't know what the outcome will be, he will put it into practice with all his pleasure.

On Saturday, while I was still asleep, my son got up and went to rehearse. It was the first time he had gotten up so early on a day off. This one went out and disappeared all day. At noon and in the afternoon, he called home to tell him where he went, and at nine o'clock in the evening he called to say that he was going to sleep at his brother's house and that he would have to rehearse early tomorrow morning.

At noon the next day, we made an appointment to have dinner at my grandmother's house. After eating, we enjoyed the cool in the courtyard. I asked, "Joy, do you have an afternoon rehearsal?"

"No, I don't practice. ”

"No matter how busy you are, you can't ruin your study plan!"

"Dad, I'll make it up. ”

"It's not a question of making up for it or not, it's about being defeated by your self-control. It is very difficult to stick to the plan, and you have to ask a little bit of Wang Xile in your heart. I said.

My son, they rehearsed very hard, and they didn't go to middle school to play this week. On Saturday of the second week, I fell asleep before ten o'clock after playing the game, and got up early in the morning on Sunday to go to rehearsal, and strangely enough, he came back before ten o'clock. "It's infuriating. The son said as soon as he entered the door.

"Why?" I asked.

"The teacher didn't go in the morning, and it wasn't until nine o'clock that Teacher Zhang came to say that Teacher Li couldn't come, and practiced at four o'clock in the afternoon. The son said unexpectedly, "The teacher didn't call earlier, so we waited for so long in vain." ”

"The teacher's family must have something urgent to call in time. I said, "Don't care about the teacher, you should care about your own plans, and don't let self-control defeat you." ”

The son smiled and ran into the study.

When he came back from rehearsal in the afternoon, he said, "Dad is really a high guess. The teacher's child had a fever in the morning, which was very serious. ”

"The teacher's child didn't forget to ask someone to tell you that everyone has difficulties, and you must learn to measure people from other people's perspectives. The son nodded as if he didn't understand.

The streamer is easy to pass, and sometimes it is difficult to tell who is right and who is wrong. The "June 1st" festival is here, the weather is bright, and the sun emits dazzling light. On the north side of the elementary school, there is a guest seat consisting of tables, on which various prizes and certificates are stacked. The school staff was busy greeting the leaders at all levels who came, and the leaders came one after another without hurrying.

The children waiting below were in a mess. My brain is a little foggy, but this confusion is a little peculiar and not confusing. Whether it is the taste of waiting for the students below or the taste of waiting for the school staff above, the leader is the time of the opening, and everyone knows very well. It tells the countless young hearts below in a different direction that being an official in life is the most important.

The festivities began. One after another, the leaders' speeches were broadcast around. The repetition of the speech made me want to sleep with my eyes half-closed while standing in the shade of the tree, but I held my breath to watch my son perform.

The leader's speech was finally over, and I felt a sense of victory. This feeling only lingered for a moment and was chased away by the endless awards. It is strange to say that it is difficult for China to win the World Science Prize, but in such an elementary school, what international awards and gold medals are one after another, and it is really a nation that wins at the starting line but cannot reach the finish line! I persevered patiently, and I pity the children under the sun, who arrived at school at 6 o'clock in the morning!

The performance activities finally began, and with the support of a large number of material conditions, the grand "June 1st" activity had a strong professionalism compared to when I was in elementary school. At the end of the event, I said that my son performed well, but he said that he would never participate in the 'June 1st' event again. I was taken aback and asked, "Why?"

"It's so boring. Anyway, I won't participate in the future. ”

It's no wonder that on children's festivals, children themselves don't have a little autonomy, their performances are just for the "epic" desires of adults, and it's natural to get bored once the freshness passes, and no one is the same.

"Participating in group activities is to train people, and there will be more opportunities to perform in the future, which is interesting...... "I tried my best to do work for my son.

June 3 was a cloudy day and the last day of the child's holiday. At noon, my son put on shorts. Long-term outdoor activities have made his figure already show a bit of strength. "Burn the bun, it's cloudy, and there is less wear. The wife said.

"It's called energy abundance. The son said proudly.

"Energetic lad, do you dare to do that?" I said.

"What's the matter?"

"Do you dare to take a trip to Huxi with me?" I asked.

"In the afternoon, I play games, and in the evening, I want to go to the building. ”

"Huxi doesn't dare to go and has enough energy, and I don't have the courage to see it. ”

"Who doesn't have the guts. What are you doing in Huxi?

"Dad drank too much yesterday and felt unwell, and wanted to go out for a walk, but it was boring to be alone. ”

"Let's get on our motorbikes and go. ”

"Riding a motorcycle doesn't make sense. ”

"Why?"

"Riding a motorcycle is not about conquering difficulties. ”

"Alright then!" said the son reluctantly.

We got on the road to Huxi, the sun was hidden in the clouds and refused to show its face, and the boundless Gobi kept moving behind us. As soon as I arrived at the west side of the lake, I turned a corner, "Wang Xile, does the thing under the small shuttle tree by the sand forty meters away look like a flower?" I asked.

"You saw it all, and asked me. The son muttered.

"Dad's eyes are a little short-sighted, and he can't see things. I shrugged.

"It's flowers. It looks like a rocket head. ”

My face was unresponsive, my lips stiffened, and I picked up my son and spun around a few times, but he didn't understand what was happening. I excitedly said, "Joy, we've met Cistanche." ”

My son broke free from my hand and ran towards Cistanche. When we arrived at Cistanche, we watched it beautifully. He said: "Cistanche is like this. ”

"It's Cistanche head, it's a pity that it's blooming. However, I was so lucky to be able to meet it. ”

An unexpected discovery made the physical discomfort disappear. The sun is smiling from the clouds, and the birds are flying back and forth over our heads. My son's cheeks were rosy and full of energy, and we worked together to pick up the cistanche with our hands. After more than two hours of planing, when he was about to reach the roots, his son said in a sweet bass:

"Dad, slow down, don't break the roots, Cistanche is too hard to find. ”

The son is sensible. I carefully took the two cistanches from the roots. My ears could hear his breathing, and I could see that my son's otherwise clean shirt was covered with sand, and it seemed that there was infinite energy in it.

The sun drilled out of the cloud array, and the sunlight caused a golden-red cloud line to appear on the west side of the cloud array, showing the taste of life. "Rejoice, how beautiful the clouds are by the clouds. I said.

"Really. The son said while holding two cistanches more than two feet long.

"Rejoice, there is a Chinese proverb that says, 'If you don't have a heart, you can make a trip.'" ’”

"What do you mean?"

This is to say: there is a moment of success in everything. Like the previous two times we went to dig cistan and failed, and now we have inadvertently made our dreams come true. So you have to remember: life is a process, don't be too goal-oriented, no matter what you do, as long as you stick to it often, you can't always fall behind. ”

"Dad, fill in the Cistanche pit. The son said.

At this time, the clouds in the sky drifted to the east. The sky is surprisingly pure, and the blue is surprisingly blue. The Gobi Desert is smooth and transparent, and the working lights of the salt mining ships are flashing one after another, like the magic lamps in mythological stories. "Daddy, come home. The son said.

yes, no matter how beautiful the weather is, we have to go home.

It's not early, and it takes a lot of time to dig Cistanche. The son pushed his bicycle and walked forward. This is every time he takes the initiative to walk in front of his father. "Daddy, hurry up," the son urged back, then got on his bike and walked forward. My son has the courage to act alone, and I really want to catch up with him and kiss him.

Along the way, the son had the idea of announcing the good news, and he was unusual, and he didn't mention the storytelling, and kept riding forward......

Inadvertently, a month passed, and it was the day of Wang Xile's final exams for each second semester in his first grade. I said he didn't know his weaknesses, and my son said he was careless.

On July 12, my son got his results and scored 92 and 93 points in Chinese and mathematics respectively, close to the middle students in the class. Carelessness remains the same. "Wang Xile, you have made great progress," I said happily, "You have played so fiercely this semester, I thought you couldn't even pass the exam for Xiao Zhiguang in your class (a child who is worse at studying)." ”

"Alas, the teacher said that my classmates are still earning points for me. Bai Yu scored 100 points in Chinese and mathematics, which is the pride of our class, and our whole class learns from him. I interrupted my son's words and said, "Bai Yu's double hundred exam is his business, it has nothing to do with you, he is not a role model for you to learn, your role model is the Wang Xile in your heart who loves to do his best." Your mom already knew your grades. For your progress, your mother is going to take you to Dalian for half a month, and your aunt and brother will also go, where you can see the sea. ”

"Really?"

"Really. ”

"Hooray, hooray, long live mom," the son cried out and ran to his mother.

Taking pride as an example to the students with the highest scores is nothing short of a blatant crime in education. Because psychologically speaking, it will cause students who are not suitable for score learning to have low self-esteem and depression, and make the academic life like hell, but this is a matter of the system, at least for the time being, we can't do anything about it.

Looking back on this semester, it was a strange experience. Originally, I was worried that playing games would have a serious impact on Wang Xile's study and life, and even ruin, like some of our middle school children. Unexpectedly, the son had the prototype of doing his own thing, and the parents were not blamed by the teacher, what is the mystery here?