Children's eggs are won all over the street,

The rain has rained and earthworms are everywhere.

The entrance silk sweet bee lingers,

The fragrance of acacia flowers fills the mountains.

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For some reason, thunder rang out on the flat ground. The people around them poked their heads out of their houses.

"Woo woo, you...... Whining...... You bully people, you bully people! But it turned out that the children were crying loudly, and they were sitting on the ground covered with dust.

The children had fragments of hard-boiled eggs on their hands and clothes, crying and sobbing and complaining, "Obviously my mother ......"

"Obviously my eggs...... Be...... Woowoo woo ........."

After a while, a young woman walked over quickly, picked up the child, and patted her buttocks a few times.

"Do you know how to be ashamed? Are you ashamed? The mother did not complain about the "culprit" standing on the side, but talked about her child, "It's just a game, happy, what are you crying about?" ”

Obviously, the child was wronged and cried louder, "woo woo woo ......"

"It's him...... It was he who couldn't afford to lose and stumbled...... Woo woo woo ......"

The mother said no more, but held the child in her arms, rubbed her child's hair with one hand, and let him bury his head in his shoulder and sob, and his clothes were wet with snot and tears as he cried.

Then the mother lowered her head slightly and whispered softly to the child who had tripped over her child, "Let's go play first, and be careful later, don't bump into others." ”

Hugged his child back to the house, coaxed for a long time, finally coaxed the child to ease up and stop crying, the child heard that the egg outside had been rated as the "egg king", and then again "wow" cried.

Meng Jiuzhou and Lixia watched the whole thing in the clouds, Kyushu frowned slightly, and opened his mouth a little puzzled, "Brother Lixia, why do you say that sometimes it is clear that your own children have been wronged, but the parents do not lose their temper with other children, which makes their own children feel very uncomfortable?" ”

Lixia thought for a while and slowly spoke, "Although we immortals don't understand people's emotions very well, I have also seen many parents deal with different ways over the years. ”

"Some parents of children will choose to quarrel with each other's children and parents, and in the end they will make both sides unhappy, and it has not played any role."

"Some parents would rather their children be wronged than forgive each other's children, and in the end, they just keep their children away from those bullying children, but to avoid similar things from happening again."

"But......" Kyushu was still trying to ask something, and he heard the mother reasoning with her own child in a serious voice.

"Child, it's not that your mother doesn't look at you, if your mother doesn't make any sense to quarrel with him, stay away from the kind of child who bullies others, so you can avoid being hurt again."

"Besides, mom has no position to criticize other people's children, so she has to take you away from there. It also prevents you from rolling around there and crying as if you are very ignorant. ”

Kyushu thought about it for a while and felt that what this mother said was very reasonable. Of course, this is not because Kyushu is not sensible, but it is true that his parents are busy with work on weekdays, and Kyushu is kind to people, so there are rarely times when there is a dispute that needs to be resolved by his parents.

"Kyushu, let's go, the locust tree behind the village is full of flowers, I'll take you to taste it." Lixia saw that Kyushu was immersed in thinking again, so he opened his mouth to call.

"Huh? Yes, yes, the acacia pistil is sweet and silky, but it is delicious. Kyushu said, smiling, "When my mother took me to the place where she was teaching in the countryside, there were two tall locust trees at the entrance of the village, full of locust flowers, like bunches of grapes, and like bunches of small wind chimes. ”

"The locust flowers were blown by the wind, making a loud noise, and the fragrance spread throughout the mountain village."

"The students there are as pure and simple as acacia flowers, and my mother said that when she lectures, their eyes are so sincere in their inquisitive eyes."

"My mother told me at the time, 'You have to cherish the educational conditions you have gotten, and the thirst for knowledge of these young students is beyond your reach. If knowledge is the sweetness of locust flowers, they are industrious bees eager for acacia nectar, working in the sea of knowledge flowers. So I always remember what my mom said. Kyushu walked towards the mountains with the fragrance of acacia flowers and the beginning of summer, and told the fate between himself and this acacia flower.

"Since then, even when I am no longer interested in learning, I will remember what my mother said, cherish what I have, and become a glorious teacher like my mother in the future, so that the children in remote mountainous areas can get better learning conditions."

The dream of Kyushu is integrated into the fragrance of acacia flowers, and with the heat wave of early summer, it spreads and is sent to the distance and the future.