Original author: Zhang Huimin| Inner Mongolia Alxa League
Grow – To my baby
The warmth of a winter night
Winter nights, darker and earlier, outside the window is really cold!
Under the light, I watched you play alone in the living room, so I quietly got up, went to my brother's study, just sat down at the desk and took out a pen and paper, ready to write for a while, I heard you "tailing" from the living room barefoot.
You skillfully and quickly climbed onto your brother's bed across the desk, watching me write and "treasure hunting" on my brother's desk. Today, neither candy was found on your brother's desk nor did you find a "baby" that made you feel novel, so you got out of bed bored and bored, and pedaled back to the living room barefoot.
I thought you'd go back to the living room and continue with the game you just played. Before long, you came barefoot and transferred your "belongings" one by one—first a small orange pot and an omelette, then an orange knife, a fork, and a small red plate, then a small cutting board, a small lid, a small strawberry, and a cabbage, then a small plum-red gas stove and some scattered toys, and finally you simply moved the toy box.
You sat on the bed opposite me and carefully fiddled with your "belongings." While directing and acting, talking to himself, and entertaining himself, cutting fruit, boiling dumplings, sautéing green vegetables, and making egg fried rice, he also asked me from time to time: "Mom, are you hungry?" ”
"Mom, what do you want to eat?" I'll make it for you, and the food I'll cook is delicious! ”
"Mom, do you like strawberry sandwiches?"
"Mom, you taste the egg scrambled sheet metal I made, it's delicious!"
"Mom, when I grow up, I want to be as tall as my mother, I wash and cook for my mother every day, okay?"
As I wrote, I said, "Hmmm, hmm... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh So good! "Dealing with your problems.
Finally, you are very dissatisfied with my perfunctory criticism and solemn protest: "Mom, don't you like me anymore?" ”
"No, you're Mom's favorite little baby!"
"What about my brother?"
"You two are Mom's favorite babies!" Brother is Mom's favorite big baby, you are Mom's favorite little baby! ”
"Then why didn't you answer sometimes when I was talking to you just now, not seriously at all?"
Well, it seems that the words cannot be written, I humbly accepted your criticism and protest, put down the pen and paper in my hand, and seriously accompanied you to play with the family, watching you busy cutting fruit, while boiling dumplings hotly, and enthusiastically humming "Without the Communist Party, there would be no new China..." "I picked up a penny on the side of the road and handed it to the police uncle..." "The sun was shining, the flowers smiled at me, and the birds said early and early..." Although some songs only have the first half of the sentence and no second half, some songs only have an infinite loop, some songs have run out of tune, and some songs are not on the tune at all, but they do not affect your interest and joy at all.
Therefore, on this cold winter night, under the lights, there is a joyful scene and warm picture full of vitality, excitement and heat.
The taste of growth
After playing around for a while, you pedaled barefoot to the living room and brought your phone and a little blue pair of scissors. Opened Sing English in the mobile app to watch this week's new course "What I want to be?" ”。 As you watched Mrs. Lola teach the new lesson, you took a piece of paper from your desk, cut up a small note and a small piece of paper with scissors, and asked me as you cut it, "Mom, it will snow in winter, right?" "You see, I'm cutting little snowflakes, don't you see the snowwlake I cut is not pretty?"
I watch you "half-heartedly" with scissors, afraid that you will accidentally cut your little finger, and sometimes nervously can't help but want to remind you "seriously!" Don't be half-hearted, be careful to cut your fingers", but seeing you holding scissors, quickly and without any danger, you cut out a bunch of small notes and small pieces of paper, and took a deep breath, which was really surprised, happy, and afraid.
Because, just last night, you "treasure hunted" like you didn't know where to find a piece of chocolate wafer, and then begged me to help you open it. In the case that I firmly disagreed with your eating chocolate wafer before going to bed at night and refusing to help you open the package, you also brought this little blue scissors and wanted to quietly open the package with scissors yourself. However, I tried several times, because I couldn't use scissors correctly, there was no way to cut open the bag, and I could only sigh.
For this reason, you also cried sadly, and breathlessly threw a little tantrum at me for a while. It wasn't until my brother came home from school that he finally managed to distract you and let the poor chocolate wafer escape the disaster.
How? Just one night and one day, you can listen to "singing" while quickly cutting out a bunch of small snowflakes with scissors?
So I picked up a pen and paper and wrote a little poem for you—
variation
It came so quickly
I haven't had time yet
Carefully summarize and pass on my experience
You're already stumbling, stumbling
Fumble and experiment on your own
Learn and master practical skills
Practiced skillfully and quickly
progressive
It's magical, fast and mysterious
I haven't had time yet
Observe and feel carefully
It happens to you
Little by little change
Just overnight and one day
You can already be independent on your own
Face it calmly
No more asking me for help
independent
It came so unexpectedly
I'm not ready to "let go" yet
Psychological construction and preparation
You've gotten rid of what you once did to me
All kinds of dependence and obedience
Quietly
It has its own
Small emotions, careful thoughts, small worlds and small secrets
grow
It came so suddenly
I don't even know
When did it start?
You have let go of my traction hand
Try it
Measure with your own footsteps
Observe with your own eyes
Explore with your own hands
Use your own mind to know
The world is gone
Oh time
Please walk slowly, slowly
Let me kiss your sweet little face more
Let me hold your tender little hand a lot
Let me hug your soft little body more
Oh the years
Please flow slowly, slowly
Let me spend more time with you
Let's go play
Let's explore
Grow together
make
he who
simple
seashell
Zhang Huimin is a discipline inspection and supervision cadre.