I have a seven-and-a-half-week-old daughter with a long face, big eyes, and a broad forehead; Now in the second grade, she is a well-behaved, elf, and self-reliant kind of little girl.
Her dad and I were both from out of town, and after graduating from school, we were assigned to this city. Since they are both outsiders, both parents are not around, so my daughter went to kindergarten at a very young age, went out early and returned late, and was more regular than the general work cluster, and never went to school for no reason.
Because she is too young, she can't get good care in the kindergarten, and it's natural to get sick often, every time she takes her to the hospital to see a doctor, the hospital in addition to hanging water or hanging water, ** when I inject her, I am the most distressed time, but every time my daughter uses her immature voice to say to me: "Mom, Mom, the injection doesn't hurt, the injection, the illness is cured, don't you let me be a brave person!" ”
Every time I hear this, I feel unspeakably moved and indebted in my heart. I am touched that I have such a sensible and well-behaved daughter, and what I owe is that I did not take good care of her, and she comforted me in turn.
The daughter is absolutely self-reliant in life, when she was in middle school, her father cultivated her, let her get up by herself, dress herself, wash her face, so every time she competed in kindergarten, she could always win the first place, and the teacher would send her a big red flower as a reward, she was always very happy. She not only takes care of herself, but also helps other children, which is really cute!
My daughter is now in the second grade, and in September last year, I helped her enroll in an erhu interest class. Her father and I are almost zero in terms of literature and art, and often we can't get any programs when there are activities in the unit, so we can only watch others sing and dance to our heart's content, so I don't regret it, so now I cultivate some of her literary and artistic cells when she is young, and I don't want her to follow our old path.
When I first started to learn to play erhu, my daughter encountered unprecedented difficulties, she didn't understand anything, and she didn't know the simple Lepu, she was very discouraged, but I always encouraged her and said to her: "Baby, we are not afraid of difficulties, see how we face them, we have to overcome difficulties, we can't let difficulties defeat us, no pay, no gain, experience is a kind of wealth." ”
My daughter didn't seem to understand what I was saying, but she persevered in her most difficult time, and perseverance to the end was victory. Now every time she takes an erhu class, the teacher praises her, saying that she can master it very well, and now, her daughter can play a lot of simple tunes, which is very happy!
Once, inadvertently wrote on the first side of her notebook:Achievement comes from a long period of hard work, and it comes at a great cost. I quietly put down her notebook, it must have been summed up by the child in the process of playing the erhu, otherwise how could there be such a profound experience.
Another time, her father and I were a little unhappy because of trivial matters, so I was alone in the kitchen crying, and she saw it, and she didn't say a word at the time, but quietly accompanied me.
At night, when I went to bed, she said to me, "Mom, I want to talk to you about something." ＂
I said, "Tell me what." ＂
She said: "Mom, when you were crying just now, I was thinking, you have such an excellent husband and such a lovely daughter, these two are your greatest wealth, what else are you unhappy about?" "My daughter's words made my heart warm to listen to. yes, what could I be unhappy about?
Yesterday, my daughter's grandfather, who is in his seventies, came from the countryside, and we went out to dinner in the evening, when her father walked in the front to get a taxi and I walked in the back.
When crossing the street, I only saw my daughter holding her grandfather's arm, like an adult, waiting for the cars to pass and cross the road safely. Seeing this scene, I immediately burst into tears, knowing that it was usually us who held her little hand before she dared to cross the road. It is the family affection that blood is thicker than water that makes her so brave and decisive. Can you not be impressed?
Life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue's years are only similar; Looking up is spring, bowing down is autumn, and my family has a girl who has just grown up. I'm content, I'm rich, I have such a well-behaved, elf-like daughter.
Write on the back. This article was written on February 28, 2006, re-read it, the corners of my mouth rose, and I am grateful for the record that allowed me to relive the good things of the past, which is about the meaning of writing an article.