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Mobile phones/tablets are not necessarily flood beasts, and the poems written by my daughter in the circle of friends deeply touched me...

author:Strange two treasure dad
Mobile phones/tablets are not necessarily flood beasts, and the poems written by my daughter in the circle of friends deeply touched me...

I'm sorry, there are no dry goods today, and Erbao Dad has come with everyone again.

Mobile phones/tablets are not necessarily flood beasts, and the poems written by my daughter in the circle of friends deeply touched me...

Two days ago, I opened WeChat and was @ by my daughter. Opening her circle of friends, in an instant, she was shocked by a small poem in front of her.

Mobile phones/tablets are not necessarily flood beasts, and the poems written by my daughter in the circle of friends deeply touched me...

At first, I was still half-convinced and half-questioned daughter, is this your original?

After receiving her daughter's affirmative reply, a warm current surged through my heart, and I was really moved.

The leader of my family, who was not shocked by honor and humiliation and rarely sent a circle of friends, actually burst into tears in an instant.

Mobile phones/tablets are not necessarily flood beasts, and the poems written by my daughter in the circle of friends deeply touched me...

It is not how well this childish little poem is written, but at that moment, I was deeply touched by my daughter's delicate emotions.

Sometimes, whether a child has a grateful heart and the ability to empathize, I think it is more important than academic performance.

Of course, I'm not making the two black and white opposites—it's best to be able to read and be grateful. At a time when refined egoism is rampant, if I had to choose one or the other, I would rather have a cute child with mediocre grades and qualifications but a kind heart.

I'm pretty relieved about that. The family went to the movies, and even the bears were haunted by cartoons like this, and the sisters and brothers would cry a lot. I don't think there's any shame in that.

Know empathy, empathy, soft heart, delicate emotions. How nice.

Sometimes, the little guys have a little bit of a little action, such as helping the people who come in behind to pull the door, the elevator holding down the door key and waiting for people, I will be very happy to see it, and I feel that it does not hurt them in vain.

Just two days ago, my daughter accompanied me to do something that touched and proud of me, so that I happily invited her to a big dinner, and I couldn't help but write a small essay and send it to the circle of friends.

Mobile phones/tablets are not necessarily flood beasts, and the poems written by my daughter in the circle of friends deeply touched me...

Back to this little poem written by my daughter.

To tell the truth, this flash of inspiration does not mean anything. To tell the truth, my daughter is not as bookish as I was when I was a child, she does not love to read, because of the poverty of reading, now there is not much inventory in her stomach, and the consequence of poor words is that every time I write an essay, I bite the pen and squeeze the toothpaste painfully.

The dry writing skills, the poor rhetorical techniques, and every homework handed in are definitely different from the level of my composition at that time.

(Versailles said, I am at the age of my daughter, I have won awards in the National Composition Competition, and the compositions published in newspapers, magazines and published books cannot be counted with a pair of hands)

But no matter how it is written, what we parents have to do is to try to find and discover the shining points of our children between the lines. Sometimes, in the bits and pieces of written records, there are inadvertently those "divine strokes" that are beyond my imagination and have touched my heartstrings, which makes me moved and can't help but praise my daughter for the first time.

I remember the last time I was impressed, it was also a simple (yes, almost no writing), but the content made me close my mouth "God-level small essay".

Mobile phones/tablets are not necessarily flood beasts, and the poems written by my daughter in the circle of friends deeply touched me...
Mobile phones/tablets are not necessarily flood beasts, and the poems written by my daughter in the circle of friends deeply touched me...

At that time, I was surprised by the metaphor of "charging treasure", and even a little bit of worship - the child's imagination surpassed my adult, this mysterious analogy, I could not think of it.

Now that I think about it, I still feel so happy to see such a text, so I will report to you.

Sorry, there are no dry goods in today's article. Because I rely on words to eat like me, even if I have done everything in my power to teach my daughter how to write, the little guy's "composition quality control" is still extremely unstable, and most of the time, my daughter's composition cannot enter my eyes.

Therefore, I think I am not qualified to write an essay called "How to Improve Children's Writing Ability". Tutoring your own daughter is not enough, how can He De come to you to support you?

But no matter what, on weekdays, talk more with children, listen more, and encourage the little ones to use their own eyes to discover the beauty of life, this thing can't be wrong.

If the five-hundred-word long text cannot be controlled for the time being from the structure to the writing, then first start with the short and concise text, a little bit.

I have always felt that giving children electronic products and letting them brew a text and send them a circle of friends is not a flood beast; on the contrary, if they are guided to the right path, it may also be beneficial to cultivating and improving writing.

My daughter and I have now made a pact:

If something happens in life that makes you burst into inspiration or accumulate good materials, boldly take pictures of yourself, code words, send them to the circle of friends, and show them to friends and relatives.

There is no limit to the genre, there is no limit to the number of words, you can write how you want, just be happy.

My daughter was happy and promised me. These two days, she has become fond of thinking. Every day, I looked around for materials, opened filters to take beautiful pictures, and even played with apps such as cuts, accompanied by narration lines and bgm music, and enjoyed making small videos tirelessly.

Such a picture, in the eyes of the old father, simply could not be better.

Just when I was typing the keyboard, the daughter who had just finished fitting the braces and transformed into a "steel tooth sister" happily sent a circle of friends, and I also responded to a message tacitly - it is a father and daughter in the circle of friends .0

Mobile phones/tablets are not necessarily flood beasts, and the poems written by my daughter in the circle of friends deeply touched me...
Mobile phones/tablets are not necessarily flood beasts, and the poems written by my daughter in the circle of friends deeply touched me...

Seeing that my sister began to "write poetry" in the circle of friends, my son is now eager to try. I and the leader put out a "bold statement", saying that I would first write a five-word poem, and after writing it, I would still ask for suggestions for revision in the circle of friends.

Mobile phones/tablets are not necessarily flood beasts, and the poems written by my daughter in the circle of friends deeply touched me...

Although I was speechless about my son's so-called "debut poem of five words", I still replied very seriously in the circle of friends.

Mobile phones/tablets are not necessarily flood beasts, and the poems written by my daughter in the circle of friends deeply touched me...

What do you think of the work of such a 6-year-old child?

This kind of interaction with children in the circle of friends occasionally has an inspiration collision, no, it is a soul collision interaction, what do you think?

Leave me a message and tell me about it!

Mobile phones/tablets are not necessarily flood beasts, and the poems written by my daughter in the circle of friends deeply touched me...

Finally, Rong Erbao's father came to sum up with chicken soup

Most of us

It may not be one

Talented writers

But if only it could become everyday life

The discoverer of beautiful things

Emotionally delicate empathizer

There is a tiger in the heart, and a fine sniff of the roses

It's also awesome

So, encourage children

Record your life in words every day

Maybe it's a good form?

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