Ling 036) plain assortment, spiced rainbow flattering fart; For the dearest, true love is the fish that carries the pot.

This Du Xian is also a big living treasure, and he can meet most of the students in each class, he is righteous and upright, and his popularity is super good. At first glance, you can be close to someone without saying three words. Originally, it was divided into five classes according to the grades, but then I don't know what the family did, and in the first re-examination test after enrollment, the results were okay. So, when the shift was readjusted, it was logical to change to the second shift.

Since the second shift came, it seems to have brought in a warm wind of the humid summer in the South Pacific, like a bundle of vegetables in the morning market, sprayed with the clear water of Yuquan Mountain, and immediately lush, and the spirit has risen upright, and the whole is several decibels more active than before.

Often during recess, passers-by will inadvertently catch a glimpse of a group of children gathered in one place in the second class classroom, as if 500 ducks are walking, and 500 geese are bathing on the road, arguing and arguing uncontrollably, laughing and laughing.

Needless to say, eighty percent is a small public gossip gathering with Du Xianyi as the core, and the topic is either chasing dramas or eating and drinking, not anime or handsome guys, and there will always be people in the south and the north of the world. It wasn't until the bell rang for class that they suddenly dispersed and fell back to their respective seats. It would take more than ten minutes for the class to fade and focus on the podium.

The class bell rang out, and the history professor walked into the classroom with a handout in his handout, and the class was silent. Vivian opened his math workbook, found a pen and a broken triangle and began to rush his homework, unusually diligent and serious. The history professor, though a little uncomfortable with his pause today, did not change his usual attitude towards Vivian: "What do you like?"

The closing ceremony of the evening was held on time, and the party ended smoothly in a warm and friendly atmosphere.

Luqiu Muwei deservedly and well-deserved advantages, won the annual championship of the singing group, the final track she sang is, written by Yan Xinmei, co-arranged by the Poetry Society "Happy Birthday of the Motherland", the track was rehearsed in the 190 National Day, and the response was good, this time a new adaptation was made, adding poetry recitation and small chorus, harmony and accompaniment effect is more shocking, and Du Tianchun, Tan Ouyang assisted in the design of the background projection, the picture is exquisite, spectacular, and the smooth video is full of positive energy. Therefore, their show also won the first prize for collective creation at the same time.

The chief handsome guy Wei Wei'an, who also has a high voice, although he ranked second, won the Best Choreography and Best Original Music awards, and he was also very happy. His repertoire for the competition is "Born to Be Willing", which Bai does not understand the lyrics of the collaboration with Yu Bao Zhai and composed independently by Wei Wei'an.

Afterwards, Wei Wei'an chased after Bai Bufu, Yu Baozhai and Kevin Zhao, and had to thank him, Bai Weifu pointed at Wei Wei'an and scolded with a smile: "I'll go, look at your stinky and beautiful, straight out of the three fresh and five-flower big nose listening bubbles, like a stupid mouse pad." Hahaha-"

Yu Baozhai was reading a book, but he also learned the common spoken language of the local people, looked up at him and glanced at him Vivian, and said lightly: "A whip!" ”

Bai didn't understand and laughed: "That's called 'going aside'!" It's not a 'whip to go'. It's a bit of a sandwich, Xiucai. ”

Yu Baozhai's face was slightly smoky, and he said embarrassedly: "Get out." This time - goose, you don't need to add a goose voice, right? ”

Vivian sighed: "For the sake of the goose you helped me write the lyrics, let the two of you scold enough at once." What to eat? Don't instigate, otherwise I'll change my mind in a while, don't 'steal the chicken, pick up a handful of rice', regret until the intestines are blue, but it's too late. ”

Yu Baozhai tilted his head and thought: "This sounds a little strange, it seems that something is not right, right?" Lao Bai, what do you say? ”

Bai didn't understand and explained to Yu Baozhai: "Eh, you don't understand this, right?" This is a folk proverb in my dynasty, he scolded us for being thieves, and didn't steal the hen, so I had to pick up a handful of millet and go home, and make do with it. Meaning: It's a big loss! Hahaha-"

Tan Ouyang said angrily: "You two are really unkind, that's called: stealing chickens is not a loss of rice, it is a corroded erosion, not a pick-up." It means that the rice is fed and the chickens have not been caught, which generally means: the loss is a little greater than expected. Don't mislead people here, bully people who don't understand Chinese, isn't that right? ”

Bai Buyi immediately nodded in agreement: "You are right, Wei Shuai is crooked, it is already quite rare to know the proverb, and he can't be forced to use it accurately every time." It's us who is wrong! ”

Yu Baozhai heard that there was something in the words of the two boys in the first class, and he was deliberately squeezing Wei Wei'an, so he changed the topic and explained: "Actually, Wei Wei'an, you really don't have to be polite, that lyric is just a contribution from our poetry club." The draft I drafted, Lao Bai was the vice president, revised a few places, and finally submitted a completed homework assignment, which is not a great credit, you don't have to take it to heart. ”

Yu Bao Zhai participated in many club activities, there was a conflict in time, and in the end he was not invited to attend the thank-you banquet, and only apologized.

Bai didn't understand it, but he was not polite, and ate a black nest giant barbecue pizza, a pot of Caesar salad, and a bolognese pasta, almost until his clothes collapsed and exploded on the spot. The next day, he had a high fever and was on sick leave, and was taken home by his parents to recuperate.

As a direct result, Du Xianyi of the second class took the lead in ridicule: The boys in the first class are too tasteless, and they are willing to eat anything except losses.

Kevin Zhao was not interested, all kinds of prevarications, and he was always unavailable. In the end, I had no choice but to eat a bucket of ice cream, and the matter was settled. At that time, no third person in the school knew the real reason for Vivian to ask Kevin, because the whole thing, including the big move he came up with with after working hard to light the lamp and stay up all night, was only between the two of them, and they knew each other tacitly.

Because of this, it has also attracted a lot of gossip and drama elites who have opened their brains and are suspicious of the plot of boring colleagues. This era is the era of the CP of the national love group, since ancient times, rotten girls love western farts, and their eyes and stomachs are full of western farts.

Qi Guan Langyue learned the truth of the matter from Du Xianyi's mouth, and immediately triggered inspiration, so she published a small article on the school website: "Share a fish of true love!" 》。

As soon as this article was published, it quickly attracted a lot of attention from all over the school, because everyone had more or less feelings. Finally, the essay was also selected as the best critical essay of the quarter in the high school group by the city's "Huawen Cup Middle School Student Essay Competition".

[+36 Appendix 1]: The original text of "Sharing a Fish of True Love".

There was once an innocent fish that was eaten by a doppelganger, but it carried thousands of years of pain for a pair of sons, mother and son, and could not be relieved for eternity.

There is a famous story of maternal love: a mother finally told her son on her deathbed that she had eaten fish heads and tails for her mother for a lifetime. When the son heard this, he cried bitterly, deeply feeling the greatness and difficulty of mother's love, however, the tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, and the son wants to be filial and his relatives are not there.

Originally, I was also one of the people who was touched by Sen Sen, but whenever I think of this mother and son, I always feel that there is something particularly unhappy.

But why is that?

As a result, I fell into deeper shame and self-blame for the dark side of my heart. Are we already hard-hearted, or heartless?

Today I finally figured out the problem of this matter, and asked weakly: This mother has indeed given a lot and is very selfless, but judging from her last words, is that really loving her child?

You have worked hard to raise your son, and watching your beloved child eat fish is not exactly what you want? Why do you feel like you're suffering? Eating fish heads and tails is also your own choice, no one asks you to be so wronged? It's not the fault of the little ones.

Could it be that you have always been there: you are unwilling, and it is difficult to hide your resentment? Complaining about the heavens and people, not accepting this hardship and dedication?

Otherwise, why would you vomit at the end of your life, leaving a sense of regret and self-blame for your loved ones? Is this really a mother's love?

When leaving, you want to leave a sad grudge to the relatives around you, do you want the child to feel guilty for the rest of his life and not forget you? I want him to regret it every time he eats fish from now on, is this the so-called "true love" between mother and son?

Is this exalting the greatness of motherhood, or testing the filial piety of the son, or belittling the affection of the family? This story is uncomfortable to listen to.

Since you have chosen to be a person who pays for love, you should be willing to face this result calmly.

If you are reluctant, don't compromise on everything, you have already masochized and sacrificed, and you still feel painful. What a tangled life? How happy it would be to simply share the food with your children, eat the whole fish cleanly, and then face the hardships and hardships of life together!

Children are not as vulnerable as you think, they could have been strong. It's over-protective, spoiling them. It's not necessarily that they don't appreciate or be grateful, it's that they don't know at all.

The mother said that she loves to eat fish head and tail, but in fact, she also loves to eat fish belly and fish back in her heart, although it is a white lie, it was originally very touching, but it is too difficult for a young child to guess the truth of this statement? Just because he believes that his mother will not deceive.

In fact, many of the children's psychology is created by their parents.

For example, if our parents do not make a worry, pity, distress, and flattering expression, prepare a lot of toys and candies that tempt and compensate early, and coax the baby to take the medicine on the side, the child does not know how bitter the medicine is, and how difficult it is to swallow.

In fact, it is the expression and tone of the adult's own fear of taking medicine that are directly instilled in the ignorant child, which causes him to be overly nervous and overly defensive, so that he exaggerates his fear and strengthens the psychology of lying and coquettish. Because once they show weakness, parents will be more caring.

Fortunately, when I was sick as a child, my parents always calmly informed me: take medicine! If you eat it, you will no longer feel uncomfortable. So in my memory, I never felt that taking medicine was such a terrible thing. Slightly bitter, but acceptable.

Don't use adult ideas to speculate on simple children, they are far more clean, kind and brave than adults think.

Well, that's another proposition, and today we will return to the theme of our motherhood.

In fact, most children are not so selfish in the first place, and if they see their mother eating happily, he will be happier than if he eats a fish. Isn't it good for everyone to take the initiative to say where they like to eat, and the whole family can share the joys and sorrows and taste all parts of the whole fish?

Don't worry, once you say what is in your heart, it will teach him to be selfish and disregard for others.

On the contrary, this is teaching him: a fish, no matter where it is delicious or where it is unpalatable, the whole family must share the joy and solve it together. There is no such thing as a good place for anyone to eat and a bad part for a bad part.

Besides, how do you know that your child doesn't like to eat fish heads or tails?

You yourself like to eat fish belly, others may not like it too! Why don't you find out what your own son really thinks? Maybe he really likes to eat fish heads and tails, but he is also silently accommodating your hobby. So, both made sacrifices in secret.

This is an illusion that you deliberately show, and in order to make the mother happy, the son is also acting an illusion, and the result is even more tragic.

As a result, this blind self-dedication has created a double tragedy. You have not been happy all your life, and he may not feel cared for. Children may always think: Mom just likes to eat head and tail! Although I don't like to eat fatty fish belly and thick and tasteless fish back, it must fulfill my mother's preference. Look, how filial and sensible I am!

You see, he still feels very good about himself, and he thinks he's great and selfless.

Even if the child doesn't like to eat fish heads and tails, he doesn't know that you are deceiving him with white lies and forcing yourself at the same time. So, how meaningful is such a senseless sacrifice?

In addition to being a mother who never forgets to the end of her life and endures hardships for a lifetime, what role can she play? How can we achieve the goal of educating, inspiring, and guiding children to become selfless and grateful people?

It's not that there's anything wrong with this mother, it's that her education method is really not smart enough.

The root cause is that this mother used her own subjective assumptions to deprive both parties of the enjoyment of eating fish, and the problem lies with yourself. Because of this kind of care and care, from the beginning with a sense of initiative and control, even if you think you have paid too much and sacrificed a lot, the result may not be able to educate a child who is filial to you, understands you, and respects you, which is not a child's problem, but your misunderstanding.

The most probable, and most common result, is that the son will pass on this kind of bitter love and "self-sacrifice" spiritual heritage to the next generation, continuing a heavy and aggrieved entanglement that life cannot bear.

The problem with this story is, why do people have to dress up a simple, pure, and beautiful love as a bitter drama?

is similar to the bitter meat plan that was routinely set in advance, the purpose is to test your son's conscience and kindness, and finally exchange for his filial piety to you? Or do you want to let the relatives who are still alive in the world feel grateful, guilty, and guilty all your life, and feel ashamed of you from time to time?

The truth, isn't it cruel?

In real life, there are too many such so-called self-harming "sacrifice spirits", whether it is for relatives or friends. To exchange one's own wishful self-sacrifice for the passivity of others: guilt, repentance, self-blame, guilt, this is not true love.

Sacrifice is just your unilateral choice, and you don't care what the other party really thinks!

All you care about is whether your heart is comfortable or if you can redeem yourself.

This story is not the fault of one party, but a bitter and poignant misunderstanding under traditional cultural education.

Then you will ask, how to break?

Quite simply, let's imagine that if we start this sad story in a different mode, the ending might be much brighter.

If the mother and son are open and honest from the beginning, express their wishes and preferences frankly and clearly, and say them face to face. There will no longer be that, with the forbearance and sacrifice of maternal love, grievances and resentments, but before his death, he replaced it, the psychological shadow of the second half of his son's life; There are no more tears of guilt and regret from loved ones.

There is only true affection: sharing the joys and sorrows, helping each other in the same boat, loving each other happily, and continuing to pass on this beauty to the next generation.

This is the true love we all need!

Isn't it better not to stand on a high place to give charity, but to treat each other equally and honestly?

(To be continued!) ）