When I first asked my daughter if she wanted to attend an interest class, her answer was crisp. I know that children aged six or seven are full of curiosity about all the unknowns, which is not interest.
In this way, learning electronic piano with my daughter has become the most important thing for me at the weekend. But I'm still different from other parents. The parents sitting at the back of the classroom with me are taking notes, and their attentive expressions make me respect. And I'm holding a book in my hand, enjoying myself and letting the melodious piano sound ring, which can be regarded as stealing a long time. Glance at my daughter once in a while to see her study. Look at the teacher who is giving a gentle explanation on the podium, and then look at the lovely children sitting straight below with a childish face. Compared with other parents, my accompanying reading is not competent. I just stayed with her to make her feel warm and practical.
Children with parents are happy, and it is also a happy thing for us to accompany our children to grow up day by day!
It was still early to send my daughter to the interest class. I suggested walking and my daughter happily agreed. I took my daughter's hand, and she skipped along, across the street and around the alley, chirping like a happy sparrow. In autumn, the sunshine in the morning is warm and soft, and the years are so quiet. My heart is full of joy and happiness, and the coming and going life should be my daughter walking with me in this small fireworks town. It is my daughter who is gentle and lovely, warms me and makes my heart calm and peaceful.
I remember when my daughter was in kindergarten, I only picked her up occasionally because I went to work early and came back late. On the way, I always ask the happy things in kindergarten one by one, and my daughter also answers without saying a word, and the long journey becomes shorter. Sometimes I teach her a simple Tang poem, and she can recite it when she gets home. We are all very happy.
My daughter grows up day by day, and the dull days are full of warmth and joy, while my mother grows old day by day. That time I saw my wedding photos, my mother sat among us, her face full of joy, and she looked younger just in her fifties. After ten years of polishing, my mother is obviously old, with silver hair and hunched back. I have always lived with my mother, but I seldom look at her carefully. Go home from work and check your mobile phone online. I can talk to irrelevant people for an hour, but I can't sit down and talk to my mother. I always ignore the people closest to me, thinking, full of shame.
When I was a child, I was most willing to snuggle up to my mother and listen to her talk about the past. As far as I can remember, my mother had been doing needlework at that time, and she spoke very slowly. Time was so slow! Crawl slowly like a snail.
The girl who went to get a haircut helped me wash my hair. The movements are gentle, the fingertips are gentle, and the foam of shampoo slides down the ends of my hair. Suddenly I thought of my mother who washed my hair when I was a child. On a sunny day, my mother prepared a basin of warm water, put it on the chair in the yard, and wrapped my neck with a towel. Mom's hands are so gentle and gentle, sometimes she scratches her scalp hard, but it's so comfortable.
Mom also grew up with us day by day. In a blink of an eye, the pace of time is getting faster and faster, or our hearts are becoming more and more impetuous, paying more and more attention to fame and fortune. In fact, when you calm down, time will slow down; Simple, life will be beautiful; Spend more time with children and parents, and your mood will get warmer.
Some things can't wait and can't afford to wait. Waiting, the child will be big; Waiting, parents will get old. The future is not long, so spend more time with your children and talk to your parents. Counting the fleeting time, there will always be warmth and happiness.