stay away from internet addiction, and the green internet is the representative of our high technology; Computer is the proof that mankind has entered a new era; Internet is the best tool for convenient communication ... Nowadays, playing games on the Internet is a good way to relax, but it doesn't want many students to become addicted. Take me for example. A while ago, I found a very fun game, which can make friends and have a virtual home. It really makes me happy! As soon as I finished my homework on weekends, I went to bed, pulled the mouse, wandered around the virtual world leisurely, got a gift bag and a pet, and chatted with my friends from time to time. Even my mother's voice calling me to eat fell on deaf ears. When my stomach growled, I gradually remembered the word "eat". Turning my head, I saw that my mother had been watching the cooled food and staring at me for a long time. I smiled casually, quickly picked up chopsticks, ate the food in three bites, and sat back in front of the computer. I swear I've never eaten such a fast meal in my life. Sometimes my mother advises me, "honey, stop playing and read some books." As soon as I heard that I wanted to put down such a fun game, even though the book was so tempting, I shouted angrily to my mother, "No!" " Mom sighed lightly, and I caught the disappointment in her eyes, but I still left my head to the computer. One day, I wandered around my friend's QQ space and watched a video. It was in a square, where a speaker stood on the stage, and there were many parents of high school students sitting in chairs, while students were sitting next to their parents. The most talked about in this video is to repay and thank parents. Every word the professor said made the high school students present plop down beside their parents, leaving two lines of crystal tears and vaguely shouting, "Mom, I'm sorry!" " "Dad, you are tired!" Later, the speaker naturally talked about the problem of Internet addiction: "Children, is the Internet a tool, not a toy!" Suddenly, it dawned on me: now, I have mistaken the internet, which can learn a lot of knowledge, for a toy that harms me! Now, for this unreal toy, my relationship with my mother has become stiff and stiff, and even the time for talking is taken up by the computer. What's wrong with me? I bit my lip, trying to suppress the crying, but I still couldn't stop the tears from bursting, and the tears poured down-I finally understood why the children who had Internet addiction had turned over a new leaf and regretted it so much. I think I was lucky, because I had pulled out the curse before I made a big mistake. From then on, I am no longer obsessed with the Internet. I just randomly find some small games to play and stop immediately when I say stop. And I finally branded that sentence deeply in my heart: the Internet is a tool, not a toy!