"I always get up at eight or nine. Every time I wake up, I don't want to get up. I don't want to say goodbye to my warm bed. Let me sleep until the evening ... "Every time I sing my own song, my mother will say," Alas! Son, when can you be diligent? "
Diligent, I think. But my hero is lazy. I can't help it
Every time my mother asks me to work, I push from pillar to post. Sometimes, if you can't get rid of it, you have to say yes. Mom went out to "visit" after hearing it. When my mother walked out of the front door, I sat in front of the TV screen and watched the wonderful program again. I gradually forgot what my mother asked me to do. Suddenly, my mother came back to cook in the kitchen and found that the bowl was still enjoying a "hot bath" in the pool and the garbage was still "meeting" in the trash can. My mother called out to me, and I was suddenly pulled out of a wonderful movie. Only then did I realize the crisis.
I went to the kitchen, and sure enough, my mother started the lesson mode. After my mother finished training, I said, "There are plenty of opportunities after work, but the movie is only shown once." Don't worry, I will remember it next time. " That's true, but by the next delivery, those words will be forgotten. Mom can't help it
It was not until the school held a lecture that I got rid of this problem completely.
The school invited a teacher named Volcano. It is said that his speech touched many people.
It is not easy for him to tell our mother with his own personal experience. I can't remember a lot of what the teacher said, but I really felt it at that time. There are many times when my nose is sour. A few tears swirled in her eyes. When the teacher told me about my life experience, my own actions flashed through my mind clearly. My nose is sour and I want to cry, but I always hold back. I looked down and wanted to apologize to my mother. I want to watch and do a job for my mother.
I looked up and saw a lot of people crying around me, faces streaming down my face. My nose is sour again, and tears want to flow out of my eyes and fall to the ground. I seem to hear the sound of tears dripping on the ground and feel that time has stopped. I saw my mother's smile when I did housework, and I saw my mother's disappointment when I didn't do housework. Suddenly, it's the same place again. The volcano teacher was still giving a speech, and the students were moved to tears.
At the end of the speech, students, teachers and parents were moved by warm applause.
I always rush to do what my mother does as soon as I get home. My mother praised me for my diligence, and I smiled and said, "My hero, strive for self-improvement; Do housework with confidence. " I saw a smile on my mother's face.