Children

Have you been frightened when you were young? For example, a poisonous snake attacked you, a ghost story disturbed you, or something else? Similar events encountered in childhood often follow you all the time. Those cruel, bloody or horrible moments are unforgettable and cannot be cast aside for a long time. In other words, they become a stubborn disease and cannot be cured for a long time. I didn’t know whether my test of my son yesterday would become a knot in his heart and a big shock. I very regret. This morning, the outside Sky hadn’t recovered from the silver light of dawn. I called him to get up, and he answered with tears that he didn’t sleep well. I didn’t know how to help him walk out of the illusion, just mention his identity and call his name —— get up, today is going to raise the flag. Then when I was in school, I read his name loudly and said goodbye. He seemed to wake up a lot from where he was, with a loud voice and powerful answer: Goodbye. But I think, he didn’t sleep well. Was it because my so-called test yesterday frightened him? We went to a friend’s home for dinner yesterday noon. When we came back, he went into the storeroom to see his car. I complained that his movement was slow, so I just gave a bang, lock him indoors. I knew that there was no light in the closed storeroom. In the dark world where I could not reach out and only heard the sound, it must put great pressure on the people in the room. He was imprisoned. Hearing his rising fear and knowing some of his thoughts, I said, “Don’t Cry, find a way to open the door by yourself, find a way by yourself. At that time, he still couldn’t control his crying and said sadly: Dad, I can’t open the door! I said: why can’t you open it? Find a way for yourself! Our voice became louder and louder, which caused the neighbors to stop. I finally couldn’t bear it. I thought I ‘d better open the door: Don’t panic, don’t panic, Dad, come and open the door! I inserted the key, but I couldn’t twist the iron door. Is the key wrong? I changed it quickly, but still couldn’t open it, and the darkness still imprisoned him. Suddenly, the horrible memory in my childhood in the past and the realistic possibility that my son would be trapped in it made me panic and didn’t know what to do. The memory of being in the dark should trace back to the two scenes of childhood. One was playing with my parents on the bed. They covered them with quilts. They felt that the solid darkness was suffocating themselves. They cried out in a suffocated voice, forcing them to open the darkness. The other is to take sweet potatoes from the sweet potato cellar. In the past, this kind of food was stored in the cellar in winter. The entrance was very small, and it was not easy for adults to go down, so a mother tied a rope from her waist, hung me down little by little, and then threw me down the basket, let me grope for a basket of sweet potatoes in the dark. There was only a beam of light at the hole, and the rest was all dark. How many secret or horrible things will hide in the inner space? When I was in a hurry, I finished the task, pinned my hope on the rope around my waist, and left my courage on the beam of light. I was scared but not scared, but the dark fragments are so deep in my memory that I will never erase the mystery and astonishment of that beam of light, as if God was yesterday. This is an old thing. What I need to do now is how to open the iron gate. Open it immediately. I guess it was my son who twisted the lock in panic and locked himself in the darkness. I forced myself to calm down: Son, don’t move. What did you do on the iron lock? Let it return to its original position and keep its original state. As expected, after a period of nervous son’s groping, I opened the door smoothly. The light covered his tears and face in a flash. I picked him up and praised him for his bravery and wit, and he could handle things in the dark; And how did that beam of light exist in his memory? Is that almost a beam to heaven? Yes, it was he who was nervous and flustered, moving the round twist of the secret lock and locked it back in the darkness. I was afraid that such experience would leave him a dark illness. After introducing the principle of anti-lock in detail, I asked him to take care of himself and return to the darkness, see how he knows himself, surpass himself and overcome difficulties. After so many times, even when I went in with him, he finally calmed his mind. However, did this scare him or not? Why is he so this morning? Perhaps, we take care of the child carefully, but unconsciously, we hurt him casually and let the child lock himself in the dark. My children. How is that beam of light in his memory? Is that almost a beam to heaven? Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

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