Every morning I delivered my son's pony to the school gate and watched him in until the corner, six years in the blink of an eye. In the meantime, the little pony never remembered to look back at me in the back. Although I always encouraged him to do things without his mother-in-law, but "etiquette, righteousness, and shame, the fourth dimension of the country", I think it is still necessary to remind him to pay attention to something on "etiquette". Therefore, before the Spring Festival this year, I assigned a winter vacation homework to the little pony: to prepare a small gift for my grandparents, grandparents, uncles, and two younger brothers of my uncle's family. He takes the proposition and executes it, and I come to consult.
Knowing that this was not a simple task, I did enough to pave the way. At noon during the winter vacation, I walked with the little pony after dinner, walking, watching, chatting, and digging "pits". People who buy New Year goods on the street, the atmosphere is warm and warm. Then, I threw out the assignment above. With the usual thinking of the little pony, I am looking for a stubble for him, and generally express a few words of dissatisfaction, and then obey. But this time was different, and the little pony was obviously angry—"Such a boring thing only you can think of!" A rare winter vacation! The little pony roared. When the pony is angry, its facial features are terrible, piled together like devastated bread, and its nose is whirring with rough breath.
I understand his feelings and he has the right to vent. When he calmed down a little, I said, "You can be angry, but you must pay attention to the way and the object of your anger." I noticed that the pony gave me a blank look, "After this year, you will be 14 years old, have your grandparents and in-laws counted the things that your grandparents and in-laws have done for you over the years?" But how much have you done for them, even if it's just a small show of hands? Now that you have sent a heart to the elders, how can it become a boring thing? The little pony didn't say a word.
At noon the next few days, I and the little pony roamed the supermarkets to argue about his list of gifts. Reluctantly, the foal is already working on this task, but the idea he holds out always has a tendency to simplify "cut a knife" or even "one size fits all". For example, he proposed to send books together: Grandma is illiterate, send comic books, mother-in-law has primary school culture, send joke books, Grandpa and Grandpa are old high school students, send famous books, and the two younger brothers can send puzzle books. I said, it doesn't really matter what you send, the key is whether you are dedicated and whether you look at the problem from their point of view. As long as you do this, you can naturally arouse their real joy. After several deliberations, the pony's gift list was finally rich and clear. After all the gifts were ready, the foal was carefully wrapped for an afternoon, and its concentration was unsatisfactory.
This is the first time I have done the "folding branches for the elderly" with the foal, and the process is quite like teaching the pony to learn to ride, there have been rejections, there have been collisions, there have been twists and turns, and there are rustic touches and natural joys. I believe that it will not be long before I can let go and watch him "ride" properly. When I guided the pony to do this, I also asked myself again and again: Did you do it yourself? Renyun "teaches and learns", trust.
Author: Liu Chunbin Source: Yangtze Evening News Editor: Sheng Huimei