Learning is a big thing, and it is the only ladder for progress in life. But the idea of comparing others with progress is not only a sin, but also an invisible mental drain, and one day people will be held into the abyss by that attitude.

In the past few days, I have seen that my son can control himself a little. That day, he talked to me about playing games, and at first I didn't care, just listened casually. The son waved his little hand, clasped the beat, shook his body, and said the head of every tactic in the game. The more I listened, the less it was like that. Because the child has a certain logic when commenting on the game tactics, and the language is also refined. The more he talked, the happier he became, and the louder he spoke. With the child's voice, a beautiful idea was born in my heart. I said:

"Joy, what you say about the game is so good, can you write it in the composition? Every tactic of the game is a good article. ”

"Write the game as an essay, then don't let the teacher criticize it!"

"But what you said is really good! Since you can't write games, it's not bad for you to tell fairy tales, how about writing fairy tales?" I said, "You've published an article in a local newspaper, and we're going to try to submit it to a national children's magazine." ”

"Country. It's too big, how can it work!" The son's words were a mixture of hope and timidity.

"It's not possible now, but I have a new goal, as long as I'm willing to use my brain, try to take it slow like playing a game. A child's brain is the source of ideas, and as long as he writes down what he thinks in his head, he will definitely succeed. I said, "It's okay if we don't succeed, at least we tried." ”

"Well, I'll give it a try. The stories I made up were also very enjoyable for the children. The son said encouragingly.

"Joy, manly man, every word is true, and the horse is hard to chase, and in two weeks I will see the story you made up. ”

"Okay. ”

With encouragement, the son began to try his hand at writing his own fairy tales. Without the constraints of rules and regulations, this kind of "indiscriminate" writing is not difficult, he just writes the imagination in his heart unabashedly. Although the words do not make sense, the mind is stretched. Every time he finished making up a story, he would take a notebook and tell it to me. Every time I praise him for his good writing. Two weeks later, although my son made up a story a little differently, he was disappointed to read and write it in his notebook.

That night, I thought that my son's oral story is not only unique in language, but also wonderful in body language, although he can't write it, but his brain is very active, and it is the responsibility of adults to turn his ideas into results, at least to help organize the child's story, so that he likes to use his brain more.

With that in mind, I compiled his story based on my son's oral account. This kind of behavior doesn't seem like much, but it's actually a matter of philosophy. Although his wife also said that for so many years, it was the personal work of the school teacher, and it was not published in regular newspapers and magazines across the country, let alone a child who did not participate in the composition class. In the face of ridicule, my son and I could only smile bitterly and then submit the manuscript.