The most people who say I have a bad temper are my mother. I have always regarded my mother's "prejudice" as a love for me. But my mother would certainly not think about such a question, is it that I was born with a thunderstorm?

If my mother had known that I had asked her such a rhetorical question, she would certainly not have been happy, or even very unhappy! But in life, you have to defend yourself once. My stinky temper, to put it mildly, is directly related to the family atmosphere since childhood. This sounds like a shirk of responsibility, but in fact, I am talking about the root of the matter.

Although my family is not wealthy, there is still no problem with food and clothing, but the sound of my parents' quarrels has always been in my ears. It wasn't until I went to work, away from home, away from my parents, that the chatter and quarrels of my parents faded away.

When I was a child, I always watched quietly when my parents started to quarrel and scold, trying to find the right side to take sides. But I haven't been able to stand on the side, because the world of adults is too complicated, and I can't tell which side is good and which side is bad. All I know is that they are my favorite relatives, and I don't favor anyone right.

I remember one time before dawn, my parents began to quarrel over trivial matters. In the face of the red-faced scolding of our parents, my brother and I were at a loss, so we had to endure and remain silent from the perspective of a third party. The war lasted until we were about to go to school, and as the smell of gunpowder grew stronger, my young mind continued to explode, and I thought about finding explosives for the umpteenth time, so that the world could be quiet.

I could clearly hear the footsteps of the other students, and there was no lack of eagerness in the confusion, and I wanted to go to school in a harmonious atmosphere. However, the war at home continues to heat up, and it has developed to the point of making a move!

I was disappointed!

My brother quietly left with his school bag on his back, and I decided to stay and go to school after the war was settled. Obviously I don't have enough to handle all this, and the more I mix, the more energetic they get. My father paused in the middle and told me to go to school and leave the housework alone. I stubbornly rejected this advice, and I thought, surely it is not for my good, if it is for my good, I will not keep chattering! At that moment, my head was about to explode!

I couldn't stop the conflict between my parents and went to school despite my father's reprimand. I cried while walking on the road, and I felt extremely sad. It's not an occasional scolding fight, it's happening every once or twice. Sometimes I even wonder if I will lose my family and my parents' love because of a certain parental conflict......

Parents never understood the pain that their conflicts brought to their children, and over time, my personality and temper changed a lot. The sunshine in me gradually became darker, and the burning enthusiasm gradually extinguished. Over time, my temper became a little irritable and impatient.

Of course, there may be some factors that are not directly related to the influence of the family, but the influence of the family on a person cannot be completely ruled out. May parents all over the world think seriously that your words and deeds directly affect the growth and health of their children.

My parents made me and educated me. And I made up such a me, as my mother blamed, I was so eccentric.

In front of my own parents, I had to carry this black cauldron. But in front of my parents all day, I can't carry the black pot. I feel a great responsibility, and perhaps there are a large number of children who are shrouded in discord and contradictions.

In the near future, we will also be in the role of parents. Let us learn from the lessons deeply, reflect often, and create a harmonious home!