bicycle

When you were eight years old, we asked you to learn to ride a bike. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info When you used to ride a three-wheeled children's bicycle, your two calves were old and energetic, and you ran wildly all the way, and your mother couldn't catch up, which caused passers-by to laugh. Sometimes the speed is too fast, the car rolls over on the side of the road, you get up and pat the dust yourself and move on. When you go to elementary school, you walk to school every day, and you have to do homework on the weekends, and you never want to ride a bike again. I bought the car for more than 300 yuan, and according to my habit, I wanted to keep it, but the handlebars and body were rusty, so I had to sell it to the collector for ten yuan. Now that you're in the second grade, your mom has to be on duty in the hospital's inpatient department every two days, so she doesn't have time to take care of your studies. The school teacher asks you to dictate words, memorize texts, and sign assignments. I can't leave the hospital during working hours, so you're the only one who comes to the hospital to find your mother. The hospital is located outside Chengdu's Second Ring Road, about two kilometers away from our home, in a complex environment, surrounded by many shantytowns ready for demolition, as well as many migrants from Xinjiang and Tibet. If you walk, it's okay if it's still early, but it's too late to go back after finishing your homework, and Mom is not at ease at all, and it is impossible for you to walk back alone, so we ask you to learn to ride a bicycle, so that you will have less time to delay on the road, less danger, and go home early to rest, Mom can rest assured.

I bought you a two-wheeled bicycle and took you to Baihuatan Park and Huanhuaxi Park, which are closest to our home, on a couple of weekends. After you get on the bike, your mother is holding the frame in the back, and when you grow up, you have a little weight on the bike, and in order to prevent you from falling, your mother's legs stand on both sides of the back frame to play a fixed role. At first it was crooked, but after all, you have some foundation, and you will be able to ride straight in a while. I quietly let go.

You ride away slowly. "Mommy, Mommy, I'll ride!" At the other end of the road, you shout merrily.

"Well ridden, baby!" I encourage you loudly.

As soon as you heard the sound so far away, you immediately turned back to see what was going on, and your body tilted and fell to the ground.

I smiled and said to you, "Don't look behind when riding, look ahead, you ride very well, and your mother won't help you anymore." ”

"Really?" You're a little unconvinced.

"Really." I encourage you.

You've finally learned to ride a bike after a few falls.

Then Mom took you on a ride back and forth from home to the hospital at night. You ride in front, mom rides in the back. When you go, I make you remember how to go at every traffic light, and when you come back, your mother just follows you, and you go all by yourself. You're very competitive, and you can pass it all over again. I chose the time at night, firstly, because in principle, eight-year-old children are not allowed to ride alone on the road, and there are only fewer police officers at the intersection at night (now that I think about it, my mother should not take you to do these unreasonable things, I really owe you a lot); The second is that you will ride home at night in the future, and you must be familiar with the road conditions at night.

Remember the first time you rode to the hospital. You call your mom at home and tell me you're going to leave soon. Mom remembers the time you left, and then ten minutes later came down from the second floor of the hospital and waited for you at the entrance of the hospital. The feeling of waiting and anxiety is really indescribable. As soon as I saw your little figure appear at the entrance of the hospital, I quickly held the bicycle, and hugged you and kissed you vigorously after you got off the car. We went upstairs, in my mother's duty room, my mother dictated Chinese phrases, English letters and phonetic transcription for you, and then corrected your mistakes, checked for you after you finished doing the math, and finally wrote down your performance at home that day, the completion of your homework, and signed my name only when it was all done. Then you pack up your books, your mother sends you downstairs, mother and son say goodbye, tell you repeatedly, sadly watch you ride out of the hospital, and then reluctantly return to the office to wait for your call. It wasn't until you called when you got home that my hanging heart relaxed.

This life lasted for more than a year. Years later, my mother's colleagues can still recall how you rode back and forth alone, and they all praised you for your bravery and strength.

cell phone

When I was in the second grade of primary school, you told us that my classmates all had mobile phones, and it was inconvenient for you to contact us without a mobile phone, and you wanted to have your own mobile phone. Because my dad travels a lot, and I have to work the night shift, we also feel that it is necessary, otherwise we don't know what is going on at home.

We agreed to buy you a phone, but we can't make it easy for you to get one. We put forward two conditions for you: one is to write an application to buy a mobile phone, and the other is to guarantee that you will not make mistakes within one month, including completing your homework, not being criticized by teachers, etc. At that time, I used a small notebook to record the daily situation for you, and your base score was 100 points, and if there was a reward, it would add points, and if you made a mistake, you would deduct points. I ask you to guarantee that you have a minimum score of 100 or more to buy a mobile phone, and you fully agree. You haven't learned how to write an essay, you can only look at pictures and write some fragments, and you don't know how to write the format of the application. I'll teach you sentence by sentence and correct typos for you. The application is finally written, you sign your name and give it to your mother for safekeeping. Dad annotates your application: "Agree to the application, and approve it if you don't make a mistake within a month." He also solemnly signed his name.

Within a month, you were really well-behaved, and you quickly and consciously completed your homework when you came home from school every day, and helped your mother wash the dishes and sweep the floor after eating. Every day before going to bed, you bring us a small notebook for us to mark and sign. A month is coming soon.,Look at your book.,You really didn't make any mistakes.,And got a few good news.,Plus other bonus points.,I remember it seems to have more than 110 points.。 Son, you are amazing, you did it, and we have decided to carry out the agreement beforehand.

When you arrive at the mall, you take a fancy to a black and gray Nokia phone, the size of a blackboard brush, with few functions, except for calls, texting, you can only listen to the radio. The price is 700 yuan. You bought a mobile phone as you wished, and your mother gave you the mobile phone number that you had used for many years. Because this mobile phone number is 136, the number is very auspicious and easy to remember. When you turn eighteen years old, your mother will change the name of your mobile phone number to your name, and your mother hopes that you will use this number for the rest of your life, smoothly and safely.

This phone is the first time you have earned it yourself, and you cherish it so much that you always wear a rope around your neck. The phone was used for a few years, and then you accidentally dropped it in the water, although it was repaired, it slowly and often turned off and even heated up, I was afraid that there would be danger and I replaced it for you. So far, you've used a lot of mobile phones, and your godfather even gave you a high-end phone. But then all the mobile phones did not make you cherish so much and make you remember it vividly, because it is the only one that makes you go out of your way to fight for it and makes you put in a lot of effort.

That phone is your first and only one.