Palm

The husband preferred her daughter, and he said that her daughter was the gentleness in his palm! My daughter is the second child in my family. As the first generation of only child in China, our husband and wife are also the first batch to apply for the second child index as double single identity. The original intention is nothing else, but we just don’t want to live up to one life. While her husband refused to give birth to a second child at first, he thought it was enough to have a child. However, it didn’t help my parents and me to insist. Anyway, there were parents to take care of them, so he didn’t care. My daughter was born prematurely for 28 days. Her husband said that only one child was born that night, and he was the first person she saw when she came to this world. Although her daughter hadn’t opened her eyes at that time, but her husband firmly believed that the so-called lovers in previous life, the meeting in this life, was a romantic start enough. In the past few years, it seemed that his son’s growth had little to do with him. I remembered that in the first month of my son’s birth, the Nursing and changing diapers at night were all handled by the mother-in-law, while the husband was sleepy. My son came back to his home after 2 months. In the evening, I left my son to my husband. I went to the supermarket to buy some goods. My husband would keep calling me to urge me to go back, saying that my son would not eat milk, and my son would coax me to be naughty. Son 10 months ago because hernia pain, night crying, is mother-in-law in her arms, night worry about, but the husband can in son crying sound still asleep, also is to let people admire. The husband said that when our son was born, we were too young to have enough sense of responsibility as parents. For him, his son is a big toy. He can carry his son, hold his son, carry his son, play with him, raise his son above his head, throw it up and then pick it up, we are often frightened. Naturally, he also took care of his son carelessly. My son often knocked his forehead blue and bright. He was either tripped by his father, knocked to the corner of the table, or was lifted up by his father and hit the roof. Some marks have not faded yet. So after thinking about it, I am still afraid of my husband taking care of the children. When my daughter came back to the ward and came to us, I felt that the heart of her husband’s father seemed to be suddenly awakened. When her daughter cried at night, her husband would pop up from the sofa in the ward, rush over to change diapers for her daughter, pour milk powder for her daughter, and insist on feeding milk powder for her daughter. The next morning, I took my daughter to take a bath and got a vaccination. When he came back with his daughter in his arms, the sunshine in the ward was just right, shining on him and his daughter. The little baby was held in his palm, and that kind of happiness was shining in the sunshine. My daughter was born in her own home, and my parents came to take care of her. My husband is at work during the daytime, and he is also very tired when he comes back at night. But his alertness is very high. When his daughter grunted casually at night, he would immediately run to the small bed, touch and have a look. He always complained about my slow hands while changing diapers for his daughter neatly, I changed clothes, and then complained that the breast milk was too little, which was not enough for his daughter’s appetite. At the same time, I poured milk powder and fed milk powder to her daughter. The movement was complete, which made me speechless, I don’t know when he trained it. Husband self-deprecating, because grown sons, he precipitation for more than 3 years of time, once have had all the skills, or no underestimated. Such a scene reappeared every night. The husband had already been able to do conditioned reflex. He was sleeping soundly one second before. Because of his daughter’s crying, he bounced over and finished all the processes. After putting down his daughter, my daughter may not have licked the milk residue on the corners of her mouth, and her husband has returned to his sleep, so she can’t wake up any more. When the daughter grows up, people all say that the discerning people can see that the husband loves his daughter more than his son. The husband himself thought that the son should stand in the heaven and earth, so he should be educated roughly, while the daughter was born delicate and needed to be cultivated meticulously. When the family went out, the husband would lead her daughter subconsciously, while I would get used to being with my son, which seemed to be a very natural action. Sometimes I would take my daughter away deliberately, but by accident, my daughter was beside her husband again. My daughter was greedy and liked snacks, so her husband bought her all kinds of things she liked. The husband always said that his daughter was just like him, and that was also like him. Every time he said this, there was always a kind of pride and happiness beyond words. After watching “dad comes back”, Wu Zun wrote the ten standards of marrying her daughter. Her husband laughed at her and said, “Why is it so complicated? The one who married my daughter, just let me see if it can meet my standard. Looking like a lao ts ze xu of pride. These years with my daughter, I have witnessed the transformation of my husband, the outbreak of his father’s love, his sense of responsibility and his meticulous care for his daughter, he witnessed his tenderness like water, only the tenderness in his palm. For a woman like me who has lost her father’s love since childhood, it is simply a serious envy, jealousy and hatred! Therefore, I believe that there are always some things in this world that can change places and be breathtaking, such as love, the love of father and daughter, and the gentleness in the palm! I remember Dao Lang once sang a song called “the tenderness in the palm”. When did the lyrics love it? Love to last forever. Then, let the gentleness in the palm last forever! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Education

After soaking in the sea of questions for too long, my body began to give off a magical smell. It formed an invisible dark force field around my driving shell. When I tried to escape from it, the field would be more and more tight, so tight that I was suffocated. I can no longer concentrate on the endless journey of the bitter sea. The more struggling I am, the more suffering I will suffer. I can no longer continue this endless struggle. How can a temporary victory or defeat be compared with the hardship of the next year? Finally, he accepted the compromise unconditionally, left the long scroll in his hand, and lay back on the back of the chair comfortably, closed his eyes and concentrated on a period of academic relationship. A picture of children chasing and playing began to unfold in the empty mind. They were simple, honest and lovely, chasing and fighting with each other in the flat ground between the mountains. The crisp laughter behind them swept away the ripples of the air and spread to the distant sky. The mud bar full of hands began to slide down one by one in the light touch with nature, jumping over the fragrance of grass, bouncing in the gap of wheat Awn, and sprinkling to the flowing stream of nature. Even the floating and sinking of feet are so gentle. What a fascinating picture it should be, if there were no comparison between those worrying questions and strong contrast! How far is mom from him? Measured by time, one year, two years, ten years, maybe longer. Tears draw the outline of mother in every night. The warmth of embracing and laughing has accumulated into the temperature of the pillow. In the Deep Dream, that will be the beginning of another hope. The coming of Sunshine dispelled the memory of the night. Why does the mind of the mountain hide the innocent smile? How can the boundless blue sky cover the sunrise of life? Forget it, stay away from relatives. Forget it, hunger encroaches the suffering of the body. But please remember, don’t cry or be sad for the baby left behind. Turn into a strong force, open your arms and welcome the new dawn. How far is the kindergarten from him? Dream, dream? I thought bitterly, but I still don’t understand. The vision is far away, not clear, only unclear. The plight of left-behind children began to tightly wrap my heart. It is like a soldering iron just taken out from the coal flame, burning deeply into the depth of my soul. The pain reaches my heart and spreads all over my body. With reverence for life instinct, I began to rethink the practical significance of education. The influx of a large number of policy funds is rapidly improving the conditions of running schools in poverty-stricken areas and narrowing the gap of educational resources between urban and rural areas step by step. The spacious and bright teaching buildings make small class teaching possible in rural areas; The completion of standard sports ground makes children in rural areas say goodbye to the history of moving forward in the weeds; the start of the children’s palace even opened their way to civilization. The children laughed and finally could play football without scruple; The leaders were relieved and their waist was stiff when they spoke. White collars in government offices and cadres in the community all became experts in education. Everyone can tell a word or two in the tone of a good person. Anyone who comes here should visit here. Great achievements, great achievements. On the contrary, the teachers in Fuzhong felt a little uneasy. It seems more like a leader’s movement, a officialdom movement with foresight and political vision. People have to doubt the good intentions of the vertical and horizontal people. The Pure Land of education may be under water. The minions of political achievements have begun to touch this pure soil. Macro changes that can be driven by economic benefits have been completed, and no one cares about the changes in the core area any more. What does this mean? What a grand opening, but what a dirty ending. The beginning of the article is a great achievement, and the cloud is straight up; The later ones are slightly thin, and seek another way. Here, it becomes a place of tongue. As for the problems of people and talents, who will stay up all night for this? Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

A only

After a day’s rest, I turned off the phone. There were invitations yesterday noon and evening, so I quit unconsciously. However, it is time to quit the drinking in the past week. Once you have a rest, you will accompany your family. I cooked a meal at noon, and made it better at night. I prepared a chicken and a fish. See if your craft is as described in the book. My wife said, “it’s related to the hit of” China on the tip of the tongue “. I smiled but didn’t answer, looking at the fowl with rising fragrance, thinking. This kind of culture which has been inherited for thousands of years, the unique diet tradition of China and China, one of the treasures of the nation, is thousands of miles or thousands of miles, all because of the secular life of this nation, the plain quality has a long history and the crystallization of wisdom. Therefore, with the development of human taste buds, it is the brilliance, flowing wind, rivers and mountains of this land that rotate and rise together. However, what role will each body play in the vast river and rich soil? The drunkenness a few days ago made strange dreams appear one by one in extreme excitement and in the legendary booming illusion like taking drugs. Last night seemed to be just a picture of circulation, a TV series of self-acting and self-directed, about the memory and changes in the youth, and the fantasy and evolution of the work of the unit. I am a talking livestock, a donkey which lost its direction to grind. In the morning, the nightmare that suddenly appeared was because my heart had met the examination in recent days. The Crisis and danger that appeared increasingly tired made me wake up from my dream and say the above words. The dream image of the night before was chased by a flock of snakes. What’s more surprising is that animals such as huge poultry like adults exist in groups of groups in a dark area like hell, working and cultivating. This kind of dream or reality makes me often dream, but it is always beyond my expectation and the scene is colorful. Are these not the real field, but the world of another domain? Are those different foreign objects with different images the so-called ghosts and demons? Terrible and strange, surprised and doubtful, such dreams or reality. My soul is constantly wandering between these two worlds, shuttling between the two interfaces. No, maybe in the star point feeling of real work, in the preparation of a dinner party in reality, another interface of writing and story is entered. In this more real land, on the more magical land, like that huge cock, dragging the ploughshare, silently and surprisingly ploughing. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Suddenly

Late Autumn, a flash of rain sprinkles on the pavilion. The Sill chrysanthemum is sparse, the well Wu is messy, causing residual smoke. Sad, Wangjiang pass, flying clouds dim sunset. Song Yu felt sad at that time, facing the water and climbing the mountain. The pedestrians were sad and tired to listen to the long water flowing. The cicada is singing the fallen leaves, and the grass is declining, and the corresponding noise is loud. A Song of late autumn written by Liu Yong described the late autumn vividly and blended the scene. I always like autumn, especially late autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the moon is soft and the wind is light, everything is quiet and beautiful, as if living in fairyland. I like this season, especially the brightness of late autumn, the maturity of late autumn and the sorrow of late autumn. It is estimated that this feeling is very similar to the sadness in my heart, and there is a slight sadness hidden in the graceful and restrained. A gust of wind blows from the lake, soft, light, withered residual Lotus is swaying with the wind, floating leaves are swimming around the lake; Some flowers begin to fade, and petals are scattered in the air, there was a faint lingering fragrance; The phoenix trees on the roadside began to shake off the yellow leaves, falling on the ground one by one, adding a few faint desolation to this autumn. Is: wordless alone on West Building, month hook, lonely Indus Shen yuan lock clear autumn. There are many poems and sorrows when flowers fall on the ground. At this moment, I can’t see the osmanthus anymore. The intoxicating fragrance of the other day has disappeared. I searched in the wind, but I didn’t smell the bleak cold blowing out from the cold, it seems to be a signal from late autumn: suddenly autumn is deep! It is not too much to describe this time with the word “cold and clear autumn”. The feeling that forced into the bottom of my heart, with a withered breath and a little bitterness, adds a lot of colors to the previous words, my thoughts passed through the water of the reeds and across the shore. I don’t know that sadness, but have I ever drifted through that window tonight? Those mottled past events, those flowers blossoming and falling, all became the mark of years. After all, they could not achieve a satisfactory result. They could only fill up a poem and continue to write a story. They could only make a period of time to be quiet and beautiful, and. Thinking of this, I smiled. In fact, missing is also a kind of beauty. Fortunately, everything can be as you wish, but in the corner of the heart, quietly, for a long time, put a name. Even if the time is too late, what about Sijun’s white head! In late autumn, it was always a little thin and cold, but my heart was warm again in my palm. I wanted to write some simple words, but I didn’t write about Fengyue or you, but after writing down, I still provoked the lovesickness on the paper. When writing down, I wrote your name and painted it, just draw your face. Those once beautiful and warm are vivid in my mind. I can only fly with the breeze of late autumn. Wish a person’s heart, the white head will not be separated, this is the hope of many people’s heart, and how many people can not reach the dream. Standing at the intersection of late autumn, I suddenly realized that holding the possession in my hands was much more real and appropriate than being far away. Walking in the twilight and late autumn, I gradually experienced the unique beauty of this season, which was not only half fragrant and half thin, but also a hint of hope all the way in the setting sun. Close your eyes and think, life is like this. There are always some imperfections that will follow you. But please don’t complain or sigh. Just listen to the sound of flowers falling quietly, you can hear happiness calling you: a thin coat, a wisp of sunset, the softness of the face blown by the wind, and the fragrance of food. This is beautiful, and this is enough! I don’t know when the sky gets dark. The moon has risen up to the sky quietly, and the clear glow shines on the Phoenix Tree Forest in front of the door, spilling out the ground with tiny wisps. I stood in the moonlight, listening to the silent tears of the frost under the moon, watching the chill spreading over the treetop of the Phoenix Tree, scraping down a few yellow leaves and stepping on the rustling sound. I couldn’t help sighing: After the rustling leaves withered, the rustling face was pale. The wind gently kissed the fallen leaves, leaving a deep feeling. In the depth of time, the moon seemed to shake. The night gets colder, and the Autumn gets deeper. Poet Haizi said: in this world, autumn is deep, what should be obtained has not yet been obtained, and what should be lost has already been lost. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Retain

Retain the blue in that piece of memory as time goes by, the fragments of memory will gradually fade and blur, and gradually disappear. But some unforgettable memories will be sealed in the deep of the memory forever by Chen. Just like the treasures stored in the box, the aged wine in the wine cellar, the longer the age is, the more precious it is, the more fragrant and mellow it is. When you open the box of memory, it will appear in front of you without reservation. My neighbor is an experienced old railway and has retired for many years. When he recalled the past he had experienced, it was really like talking endlessly. He split mountains, dug tunnels, climbed cliffs and bridges, and left his footprints in more than half of China in the mountains, mountains and plateau basins. My neighbor, he is a man from Shandong, generous and honest. He seldom mentioned his hard working environment and was always optimistic. He said that the natural environment at that time was so beautiful and desirable. In the vast green prairie, the boundless Meadow is slightly wild and wild, where people are so rare that it is full of wild beauty, natural beauty, primitive beauty and ecological beauty, there is no trace of artificial carving. The most memorable time was after the Labor, the sunset glow was like the blazing flame which made the setting sun turn red. Gradually the setting sun was melted into more than half by the flame, and half disappeared bit by bit. The West also changed from bright red to orange dark red. The weeds on the grassland gradually turned into dark green with the setting sun, and the unknown wild flowers springing out of the grass filled the air with the unique fresh flavor of the grass and the faint fragrance of the flowers which seemed to be erratic, send your breath to nurture your senses. It really makes you feel relaxed and happy. After a day’s work, the workers and masters gathered around the campfire, drinking the delicious vegetable soup made by the chef with fresh fresh pulp and wild fruits, and eating the fragrant rice. A small river meandered in front of the tent. The water was gurgling and the bonfire turned everyone’s face red. Crickets and all kinds of unknown bugs were singing one after another. Occasionally, one or two melodious birds were singing, just like accompanying a beautiful and pleasant grassland Sonata. At this time, I didn’t know who blew the harmonica, and the melodious and beautiful sound of the harmonica drifted away to the distance. Someone couldn’t help singing with the harmonica, although the singing was not so professional, but the high and slightly hoarse singing interprets the cognition and awe of nature. The song is full of passion and emotion. Without the experience of being in person, I would never sing such a rich and affectionate song without the feeling of nature. People here couldn’t help being moved by it. Everyone stopped talking. Everything on the grassland was quiet except the sound of insects. People were listening to this song singing with their hearts. What a beautiful night on the grassland, the singing echoed in the air and drifted to the charming unknown places far away. There were stars in the sky, and the moon like a silver basin spread the clear glow all over the grassland. The Wilderness became both mysterious and clear. It was very late that everyone was reluctant to leave. In the early morning, when the fish belly was just white in the east, the railway workers were working in the labor site wearing the sunlight. The sun bathed in the rays of sunlight, looked at these people in advance of time in shame. The most unforgettable piece of blue on the grassland is the piece of blue after a rainy day. The sky is like a huge blue jade which has just been washed. It is so crystal clear and flawless, and the sky presents a piece of blue color. The blue one is so thorough and incredible, and the affection is so fascinating. The blue one makes your heart shake, while the blue one makes you feel happy after a little tipsy, intoxicated in this unforgettable blue light. Now I have occasionally seen the blue sky which is extravagant and rare in the city, but that blue is mixed with white or gray blue. It is the blue of regret and injury, the blue of sloppy water, and the blue mixed with anxious mood. Does this blue disappear forever in the city? Is this blue only an unforgettable memory? Is it the lingering pain? According to the old railway, I would like to recall this kind of blue, which I have seen in the grassland, and there is another place in deep mountains and rivers. When the railway workers walked into the wild primeval forest, it was really hundreds of miles long. All the peaks were flourishing, thousands of mountains were standing, and dangerous peaks were standing. The peaks are surrounded by Luo, Song Wu, onion Qian, shade, dazzling. People who entered the mountain were intoxicated in this beautiful and fairyland nature, completely forgetting the hardship and tiredness in their work. They are the spoiled sons of the Earth, enjoying everything God has given them. Due to the hard living environment, the supplies are often sent out untimely due to the constraints of natural conditions. In order to improve the workers’ meals, several cooks did their best. They themselves are mountain people, who often pick mushrooms and dig mountain treasures to reward workers. Once, they came to the bottom of the mountain along the waterfall. A huge deep pool appeared before their eyes, and the dark and secluded water was unfathomable. The huge waterfall roared down in horror, making a deafening and thrilling roar. The splashing water drops make the clouds around the deep pool swirling and mist. At that time, people still had poor awareness of environmental protection. They fried fish with explosives. In the deep pool, a wisp of red line rises from the bottom of the pool for a while. If a giant object floats from the bottom of the pool after more than ten minutes. Ah! That is a big fish! The old railway said that he was only sixteen or seventeen years old at that time and was 1.67 meters tall. He raised the fish head above his head and dragged the tail on the ground. That fish is so delicious. It really shocked you, made your heart swaying and unforgettable, and made your aftertaste full of fragrance. Since then, I have eaten all kinds of fish made by famous teachers, but none of them can be compared with them. No matter I am in the galloping mountain stream and canyon of Yajiao or standing on the top of the mountain which is not full of feet for thousands of nights, I would like to raise my head and look at the blue sky. The touching blue and the implicit and meaningful Blue will always be my favorite! I love this blue and hope it will not be buried in my memory forever and become a rare treasure. I pray that it will come back to this city and our side again. Writer: Zang Qiying Zan (prose editor: Ink drops into wounds) spring snow elimination Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Spring rain

The rain in memory is not like this. Especially in spring, the rain in hometown usually lasts for three days or two days, but at least one day or half a day. Unlike this small town, it has been more than twenty days since the second day of the new year, which is intermittent. Lingering, endless, and annoying. The rain did not wet the clothes, so I arrived at the dormitory building. I live Fifth floor. There is an elevator at the east gate of the building, so you have to walk 50 meters more. There are many workers who prefer to walk more and take the elevator rather than climb the stairs, saying that climbing the stairs is more tiring. But I don’t think so. Every time, I arrive first. Such is life, often have many far away. Standing in front of the window of the dormitory building, I listened to the rain quietly every night after night shift. The sound of rain is wonderful, like a poem, hitting my heart. It was also like the lullaby my mother hummed when I was a child, which made me sleep soundly in the continuous rain. My residence was at the foot of the mountain, and the dense green evergreen trees on the mountain could be seen through the window. Is the grass on the roadside lawn green? It must have been green under the moisture of the continuous spring rain. I haven’t walked out of the factory for more than twenty days. It’s not that I don’t like the outside world, nor that I don’t like the continuous spring rain. Busy work always makes me too busy to take care. Tomorrow is Sunday, a rare day off. Spring is coming, no matter how heavy the rain is, I will definitely go out and enjoy the warmth of the continuous spring rain. Spring elimination snow Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

The “Tong

There are more friends around me who are little aunt and Little Aunt. A friend asks, Hey, aren’t you a pre-school student? What do you think about this child? I didn’t know what to say at that time, because once bad habits were formed, it was really difficult to correct them. I don’t read much and have no practice. So many educators contend with a hundred schools of thought and each has its own advantages and disadvantages. I still can’t tell which method is reasonable. After reading The Secret of childhood for the second time, I read something. Below are my own opinions on some opinions in the book, which are published and shared with friends. At the same time, I also want to do my part to change the prejudice of kindergarten teachers caused by some child abuse incidents in the society. Everyone knows the qualities of those teachers, most of them are unemployed women without jobs or vocational training. There is want to excellent next generation, from our 90 out after the turn. Montessori did not recommend wrapping the baby with swaddling clothes. She said that in the early stage of the baby, he was tightly wrapped in the swaddling clothes. In his mother’s womb, his little body which had been bending was straightened and could not move, it seems to be plastered. In my opinion, the child huddling up in his mother’s womb is not because he himself is willing to do so, but because the space inside the womb is too small to stretch his limbs. If he has enough space to stretch, he himself didn’t want to curl up like that. Just like we adults, keeping a movement for a long time will make us feel uncomfortable, so we always adjust and change our posture constantly, and babies also need it, so, I think swaddling clothes are still needed, but don’t wrap children too tightly. There should be some stretching space for children to move their bodies and stretch their limbs. She said that the baby should be exposed as common in painting. Since the child has been living in the mother’s body all the time, it is obvious that he needs to keep warm, but this temperature mainly comes from his surrounding environment, not his clothes. Yes, this environment was mainly the warm womb of his mother before he was born. This warm environment was provided by his mother, which could be given by adults, however, the temperature of nature can not be controlled by manpower. Although air conditioning and heating can adjust the indoor temperature, most of us cannot provide such a warm environment like mother’s womb for hehe and children, besides, children don’t need such a superior environment, otherwise they are really like flowers in the greenhouse, which can’t stand the wind and rain. I think what we need to provide for children is loose clothes suitable for sports. If the environment allows children to take off their clothes, we should make their skin touch the air, and children need air bath. Montessori advised not to move the baby too much, but to hold the baby around. Some parents like to dress up their children beautifully with lace and ribbon, which will make the baby uneasy. I think children can wear beautiful clothes, but this kind of beauty cannot affect its comfort. In the process of giving children clothes, the movement should be as gentle as possible to make the baby feel comfortable. It is unnecessary to move the baby as little as possible because they are afraid of the baby’s unease, which will make them maintain an experience for a long time, that is to lie quietly. Moving the baby, our hands, arms and other parts will touch the baby, making their bodies feel the change of movement, which is a kind of sensory stimulation for children, but remember, you must be gentle! Montessori said that in the early stage of the child’s birth, a quiet and hidden environment should be provided for him to avoid the light and noise disturbing them. Some parents dare not speak loudly after their children fall asleep and act tiptoe. I think this is unnecessary. You can do all kinds of activities as usual. Parents deliberately create a quiet and suitable sleeping environment for their children, which will lead to the habit of having difficulty sleeping due to their excessive requirements on the sleeping environment when children grow up. Just like myself, I am very sensitive to small sounds before going to bed, and I can never fall asleep in noisy environment. Our living environment is a social environment, Especially with the development of society, there are always some work going on day and night. We can’t stop others, so we need to adapt to the noisy environment. On this point, I strongly agree with teacher Yin Jianli’s point of view. She was like this in the process of cultivating her daughter. She did not provide her daughter with an absolutely quiet environment, but to train my daughter to sleep normally in a normal environment from childhood. She gave an example that when her daughter was preparing for the college entrance examination, there was a place near her home where the construction was carried out day and night. When other children couldn’t review because of the noise of the construction, however, her daughter had no idea of those noises, which didn’t affect her study at all. We all know that Mao Zedong once went to the vegetable market to study specially, which was to cultivate his concentration and willpower in noisy environment. Therefore, it is good to provide a normal environment for children, and there is no need to emphasize quietness. Montessori suggested putting the child on a slightly inclined plane so that he could see the colorful things in the room instead of staring at the White monotonous ceiling day after day. Tilt? I don’t know if this will make the child uncomfortable, and the child can move. If there is no one guarding her, I think he will definitely slide down and hide his arms and legs. So, the best way should be to hang some colorful and diverse things over the baby after he was born, and change them frequently, so as to enrich the environment he saw, instead of the monotonous ceiling. Montessori suggested abolishing baby beds, Give the child a low bed, try to be the kind of small bed against the floor, so that she can lie there or get up at any time, and go to sleep happily when she is sleepy, when you wake up, you will get up and play by yourself without disturbing anyone. Obviously, babies can walk at this time. This suggestion is very good, but I don’t know what they are doing. I think the environment at home should be safe by adopting this method. For example, scissors and all kinds of Plug Power supplies should be beyond the reach of children, otherwise, the carer should master the children’s routine and wake up before he wakes up. And some warm things should be laid around this low crib to prevent the baby from getting cold and sick when rolling to the ground. Montessori thinks that the conflict between adults and children is mainly caused by adults. In fact, Montessori is not the only one. It should be said that all experts and scholars who engage in early education think so. The reason for the conflict is that adults don’t understand children and their psychology. This reminds me of various examples like wolf children. The reason why children have wolf habits when living with wolves is that they are influenced by wolves. When the child lives with an adult, he will be influenced by the adult. The initial baby is a piece of pure white paper, and they will learn whatever the adult gives them. Human nature is good, and children have conflicts with you. It must be that you don’t have a good education in which aspect. Children who have a good education from childhood should be sensible. Montessori practiced silence in her children’s home, which was to use silence to test the sensitivity of children’s hearing. She called the child’s name not far away, heard the child who called her name come to her, and did not make any sound during the process of walking, this kind of patient waiting practice is a kind of training for children. She rewarded the child candy, but the child refused, as if saying not to tarnish our wonderful experience. I was surprised that these children refused candies. Without saying this, I can imagine that it would be very difficult to practice this kind of practice for the children in kindergartens around us, there must be children who cannot calm down making trouble. Children are born to love to move. We can’t let them be as uniform as they receive military training. This is the nature of killing children. However, I think it is necessary to conduct such quiet training for children, in this way, their self-control can be exercised. I wonder if we can also adopt this method to exercise children in different ways, so that they can move when they should move and calm down when they should calm down. In addition, Montessori proposed that writing precedes reading, which conflicts with what we always think is reading before writing. Her example is: she uses cardboard to make letters, children can draw along the font with their fingers and perceive their shapes. The first child who learned to write happily shouted that I had learned to write, and I had learned to write my own name! Then they fell in love with writing. Right? When children are surprised by learning to write their own names, maybe we can guide them to learn to write. Of course, this kind of writing is not written with a pen, but drawn with fingers, because of the development of their small muscles, they are not allowed to write. Seeing this, I want to thank you for reading these things I wrote. I hope it will be helpful to your future life. Thank you for learning with me. I wish the mothers and babies who have married and have children grow up healthily. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Select

I don’t know if you have such feelings and troubles. We are filled with troubles every day. For example, what do you have for dinner? Braised pork is too greasy, fried eggplant oil is big, vegetarian dishes have no taste, dumplings are always eating tired. Eating is troublesome for choosing. Think about the days when we went to the countryside and went to Ningxia Production and Construction Corps, what choice we had every day was the thick paste made of moldy corn flour, which was eaten with a little salt and chili noodles, I can’t eat too much, because there is a certain amount of food; After I came back to Beijing, it is also because of the quantitative problem of food that I can’t eat enough. Once, my mother and sister made dumplings, and my two younger brothers and I ate more than 100 each. My sister’s hands became swollen because of making dumplings, and finally they didn’t eat a few. Another time, my father invited our family to eat Western food in Xinqiao restaurant. We let go of our belly and went back home, and each of us ate a bowl of white rice. Now, I am worried about what to eat and where to eat. The wedding banquet for my son a few days ago hurt my brain. Go to the roast duck restaurant, it is affordable, everyone likes it. However, the environment is too bad, crowded and too noisy: go to the Business Club to eat, the amount of food is too small, but the environment is very good. Come on, just choose B 16 club near my home to eat! Facing the Red Scarf Park, there is a large water surface, the restaurant has a separate bathroom, a large chandelier, and a circle of sofa as a rest area. The quality of the dishes is reasonable, but the service charge is only 15%. Bother! Now, I am worried about the piles of clothes and what to wear. In the past, when we got married in the Corps, a jacket of Dacron was so beautiful that it lasted for more than ten years. Now, if you can wear it for more than ten times without throwing it, it will burn a lot of incense. Trouble! Buying clothes for my grandson makes it harder to choose. Nowadays, it may be a social phenomenon for middle school students to pursue famous brands. My grandson was very satisfied with the clothes that grandma bought from morning market at 30 to 50 yuan. Since I was in junior high school, drinking and paying attention to it, the clothes must be made of Adi and Nike, and the shoes are the same. His feet are very big, the size 44 is a little small, and the size 45 is a little big. There are not many shopping malls and hypermarkets in Beijing on the size 44.5. His mother went on a business trip to Hong Kong once and bought him shoes of size 44.5. Select difficult! Bother! I have to choose to live in a house, which is annoying. It turned out that my family lived on the 10th floor of a tower with elevators, and the sunshine was very abundant. In order to buy a wedding house for our son, we sold the house and bought two suites with loan. I also made difficulties when choosing. On the first floor, it was too dark and dusty, but there was no need to climb the stairs; On the top floor, there was plenty of sunshine, but I had to climb the stairs. My wife was in poor health and could not climb the stairs. Then choose the first floor! It’s annoying to choose floors! Take the bus, there is no one to give up the seat; The taxi is expensive and reluctant; The subway station is far away from home, but it has to be reversed in the subway. It is difficult to choose transportation, I am annoyed! Watch TV, you have to choose. My wife loves watching Korean TV series and those boring TV series; I love watching football and sports games. Don’t fight for this! Selection difficult, bother! Once, they sent two tickets for different programs on the same day. One is the concert ticket of Korean singers, and the other is the performance ticket of Russian Ballet. There is no choice this time. The old woman watches Korean stars and the old woman watches ballet. This time don’t bother. Only this time does not bother me. Think carefully, the difficulty of choosing is a kind of social progress. Your select faces big, Social the material life and spiritual life colorful, you more quality out of life, just think, if or 0.8 billion watched eight model operas, still eat and pay for food stamps, then do our people still have such a happy life today! It is difficult to choose, I like it! Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Frost

The sky was gray, as if covered with an old clothes. The tall buildings ahead are also gray, which is the same as the sky. As for the further Mountain, there was no trace, let alone a little bit of green. When I went out in the morning, I heard the radio in the car saying that tomorrow would be frost. In this way, today’s sudden cooling and smog can also be regarded as a very suitable foreshadowing. The air was chilly, with some dew, and occasionally a few drops of sparse branches slipped into the neck playfully, causing a burst of excitement. It was hard to sigh: why is it so cold? I’m afraid winter is coming, right?! After saying that, he pulled his collar again, fearing that such Luck would come. Fortunately, the distance is only tens of meters. After leaving quickly, turn over the calendar on the mobile phone. Oh, it turned out that only half a month after Frost fell, it was winter! What is winter like? What is the frost flower like? I forgot a little. It was also that I was too forgetful. Not until three years in the South, but even the winter in my hometown had been forgotten. It was still early to go to work, so I couldn’t help recalling it intermittently. I have never seen heavy snow in my memory. At most, it was just a few thin snows in college. Except for the branches and grass, I could hardly see the trace of snow coming. Hehe, it was really rare. I remembered that it was already midnight when it snowed at that time. Even the lights in the dormitory had been turned off, and suddenly I heard an exclamation outside: it’s snowing! The scene is still funny now! A large group of southern girls, wearing thick pajamas and stepping on furry slippers, rushed out from the corridors in all directions. The dim yellow street lamps smudged out the aperture one by one, and that circle became the stage of snowflakes! The surrounding was full of shady branches, dark, and no beauty could be seen. Therefore, groups of girls gathered under the lamppost like groups of moths, raised their heads, held their mobile phones, and looked at the stars in the halo, but they were still excited to scream and jump! This is about the children in the South, isn’t it? As for frost, I have seen it several times, but it is not frequent either. Wrapped in the quilt at night, he huddled tightly and fell asleep in a daze. When you woke up in a daze again, you could see a piece of snow-white on the withered grass outside the window. Give it a breath, or you can also have an intimate skin contact with it. And? Ha ha, I will always giggle happily and greet everyone to see. Look! How proud! There is no one at a time! Colleagues in the office came one after another, so their thoughts couldn’t be carried out. Look casually, someone is wearing a single coat, someone has already worn a coat; Someone is still wearing silk stockings, but someone has already put on thick trousers. This weather is really a little confusing! Now the weather is getting more and more strange, I don’t know what to wear. A complaint attracted the collective discussion of the whole office, and finally there was some comfort in my heart. I didn’t blame me for leaving for too long, but the climate change was getting bigger and bigger! Looking up and looking out of the window, it was still a piece of gray, and I didn’t see any changes, and I didn’t mean to see the sun. Sitting on the seat silently and thinking about it casually, I still only remember that in the winter of recent years, I just wore a shirt and a coat. Recalling the row of clothes in the wardrobe, I couldn’t help being annoyed. Why can’t I get used to it when I return to my hometown? There was no solution for a while, and I was even more reluctant to admit that it was me who took the whole family back to my hometown with all my heart. I recorded it in a mess and waited until another day to find a solution. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Dream

Recalling all kinds of things in childhood often makes people laugh and cry. But thinking that he was so brave at that time did not lie in daring to fight, but in daring to set up an ideal. Even though the ideals are just bubbles one after another, the pure and clear blue can still be seen through the sunshine. Life is like a play. I have looked back on the stage in the colorful years for many times, and I can always find the fallen dream grains in the dim light. I saw myself in my father’s arms when I was young, naively wishing that I could never grow up! I saw my innocent self standing among the crowd, wishing to be a doctor when I grew up with full confidence! I also saw that when I was young, I held my grandmother’s skirt with my little hands, and sincerely promised that I would use money beyond my personal ability to filial piety her when I grew up. The elderly remembered that it should be the best in everyone’s life, in the most brilliant years, the film of infinite hush thoughts in series into dreams is shown in the screen of the brain. There is no ups and downs of plot interpretation, no hundreds of turns of emotional vent, immature but not false, pure but not complicated. But one day, the flowers in this dream fell silently. At that time, I had to follow time and race against time. Sometimes I worry about the failure of my study, sometimes I worry about the failure of my career; Sometimes I worry about my youth no longer, sometimes I worry about the death of my years; Sometimes I am afraid of giving without return, sometimes I am contradictory, lonely and unreliable, etc. When all kinds of troubles came one after another, gradually, I stood on that high place and looked back at my childhood, but my heart was waning. Because, I have indeed grown up! What accompanied childhood was not only time, but also the fruits of memory brewed by this time. People often say lingering memories, but some memories are covered by more and more thick dust in time, or some place left when they come, then one day, when we accidentally opened the dust or went back to the place where we used to be, the face decorated by years was so familiar. I always met my old friend at some time before, but my name was always called out by others. I could only think about him for a long time or remind him. Whenever I respond to others’ stiff smiles, indescribable embarrassment and confusion will always emerge in my heart. I don’t know how much of the past I can remember in these years, I can’t even repeat the deepest impression in my mind. Is this what I call childhood memory? However, some memories are often the most popular scenes in life, but because of this repetition, they are more likely to disappear in the flow of time, even when flowers bloom most luxuriant. Sometimes, there are still some films of light and shadow in my mind, reflecting the morning glow of Xu Xu and enlarging gradually, but finally I can’t imagine how many flowers fell in that dream? Or, what fell was petals, while what was broken was stamens; What was lost was dreams, while what was lost was dreams. I should be lucky that someone is guarding the fragments of the fallen dream for me, a rash guard. They are either parents, friends, lovers or enemies. In a word, I am cannot live without in this life. Every time I stop, I feel like tears. I miss the childhood dream, flowers bloom, colorful. White is pure, blue is dream, Green is hope, red is passion, yellow is harvest! The dream at that time was full of my happiness and joy in the glory of flowers and flowers! At this moment, looking at the still blue sky, I can only find that piece of broken dream! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…