The sun and the moon shine together in your heart, and naturally there is light shining in your heart, warming your heart. Son, you are the sun in my heart, which will never set and will never be forgotten in the corner. Son, you will always be my pride and hope. I believe that every step of your future growth will inject new hope into my heart. Energy...
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1
One autumn rain and another cold. After several autumn rains, the weather gradually turned cooler. Because I was worried about my son who was studying art in Xi'an, I called him and asked him if he had bought any clothes. In fact, I clearly knew that my son had several pieces of clothing, and when he came back last time, I asked him to bring a few more pieces. But when I learned that my son could not find a youth clothing store, I was still very anxious. When he said that he would be back during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I breathed a sigh of relief and told him that we would also have several days off during the Mid-Autumn Festival and we would go buy clothes for him together.
What I didn’t expect was that my son didn’t answer me immediately after hearing my words, but later sent a message: “Mom, I’m an adult now, let me slowly learn to take care of myself, that way I can The laziness will gradually change." When I saw this text message, I was a little surprised. He was not like this before! I remember that before he went to Xi'an, I took care of every detail of his daily life. I never asked him to do housework. I even squeezed the toothpaste for him before he got up. He never had any objections. Now that I saw such a message, I was surprised and replied to him: "It seems that my son has indeed grown up." He chuckled and replied: "Thank you, Mom. I will face the society soon. I have to adapt to the complicated social environment early." To be honest, this message gave me a sudden shock. A little unlike my innocent son, but I knew at that moment, his words came from the heart.
My son is 19 years old, 1.80 meters tall, gentle, lively and cheerful. He looks exactly like his father. He is a standard handsome boy. Whenever he smiles, two round dimples appear on his cheeks, which is really cute. Because he liked painting since he was a child and had a certain talent, he decided to take art as his future career when he was in his second year of high school. I respected his wishes, and when he was in his third year of high school last year, I sent him to study at a professional art training school in Xi'an through the introduction of my best friend. Because several of my best friend’s students studied here and achieved good results in the joint entrance examination and college entrance examination.
I remember that my son went to Xi'an on a Saturday at the end of June. His father was working out of town, so my brother and I went to see him off. The weather was not good that day. Since the morning, it had been raining heavily and sometimes lightly, just like my mood that day. Due to bad weather, we set off at 6 o'clock in the morning. It was just 11 o'clock when we got to school to complete all the procedures for our son. We explained some things to pay attention to. We were afraid that he would be wronged when he went out. In addition to depositing two thousand yuan on his bank card In addition, he left another five hundred yuan in pocket money for him. After eating at the small restaurant outside the school gate, the rain seemed to be getting heavier. Because my son did not bring an umbrella, I originally planned to ask my brother to drive my son in, but my brother said to my son, "This little rain is nothing. You are a man, run away." We're there in two steps." I wanted to stop him, but my son was already running towards school. Seeing the heavy rain pouring down on my son mercilessly, my heart almost broke, but my brother looked at his son in the rain and smiled as if nothing had happened. At that moment, I thought: If the child is not his, I will definitely not feel bad. If my husband was here, he would never let his son get wet in the rain.
After leaving school, it was already seven o'clock in the evening when I got home. Facing the empty house, my heart also became empty. My son's voice and appearance appeared in front of my eyes over and over again, but I couldn't touch it when I stretched out my hand. I held back the tears all the way, but now I couldn't control them anymore and finally burst out. After crying for a while, I thought about my son’s phone bill. What should I do if he misses me or is not used to calling me? After all, this is his first time living alone outside!
I braved the rain and wind, and when I returned home after paying my phone bill, my long skirt had already been soaked by the rain and clung to my body, making it difficult for me to move. Looking at my embarrassment, I burst into tears. I couldn't help but flow freely on my face again, and the rain and tears flowed down... Whenever my son is at home, he will definitely give me an umbrella in the rain, or get it to me in time when I come in in the rain. Come and help me wipe away the rain with a dry towel.
With tears in my eyes, I sat in front of the computer, clicked on the keyboard, and wrote down Xingxing’s words of concern for my son. At this time, the sound of rain drowned out my cries. On that sleepless night... …
二
I have lived in a warm family since I was a child. My parents, grandparents, and aunts live in harmony with each other. Grandpa is an old revolutionary and he is very strict with our daily etiquette. The people who come to our house are either grassroots leaders, school principals or doctors from big hospitals. We have known how to treat guests politely since we were young. The guests like us very much, especially me. , because he is smart, well-behaved and cute, he is loved by everyone. He often drinks tea and chats with guests. My mother is also a gentle and filial person, and she is kind-hearted. From a young age, the most common thing I heard her say is, "Everyone respects me as much as I respect others." After I grew up and went to school, I knew that this sentence was In writing, it is called "If you receive a drop of kindness from someone, you should repay it with a spring of water."
Influenced by my family environment, I have always been sincere, empathetic and sensible, and have been respected and praised by colleagues and friends. When my children grew up, I taught them this fine tradition through words and deeds. From the time he first became sensible, I taught him basic principles of dealing with others. The child is very smart and sensible. I remember that during the summer vacation when he was eleven years old, I took him to my husband’s workplace for a reunion. On that day, the leader treated us to a treat and my husband was busy arranging work, so my son and I were invited to go. There were several children of his age at the table. The table was big. Whenever they couldn't reach their favorite dishes, the children would not turn the table, but stand up and pick up the dishes. Some of the dishes were very long, and the children would just eat the soup all the way. He tremblingly brought the dish to his mouth, and the soup splashed everywhere. The person sitting next to him was naturally unhappy. Due to the shame of his parents, he just said with a wry smile: "Slow down, slow down." The child's parents had proud smiles on their faces. Seeing that parents don't care, children naturally go their own way.
Compared to these children, my son seems a bit "stupid". As soon as the table is served, he pours drinks for everyone one by one. When it is his turn to pour himself at the end, there is often only half of the drink left. cup. He kept my teachings in mind and kept it quiet, but he was a child after all, and he looked obviously a little aggrieved. He didn't know that in such a chaotic situation, no one would appreciate his humility. Everyone was worried about not having enough to eat. . Seeing that my son was wronged, I couldn't dampen his enthusiasm or instill bad thoughts in him. I exchanged my cup for my son, but my sensible son exchanged it back. After dinner, in order to make up for my son's grievances, I always buy him a lot of things and praise his performance.
In recent years, as my life has been relatively stable, my friends and I have moved around frequently, and they often visit me. At this time, my son often greets the guests on my behalf, hands out cigarettes and tea, provides attentive and courteous service, and is courteous and courteous to others. He is highly appreciated by his friends, who praise him as "well-mannered and well-educated." They envy me for being so lucky.
My son is not only polite, but also very filial. He never talks back. Even if my husband and I scold him because of a misunderstanding, even though he is very angry, he will not quarrel with us in person. When we calm down, he Only then did he reason with us. What our son said was clear and reasonable, and we had to admire him and apologize to him.
I remember that in April last year, my husband asked my son to buy train tickets online. My son had never bought it before, so he couldn’t resist me, so he had to try to buy it. After tinkering for a long time, he still couldn’t do it. My husband became anxious and yelled at his son. It's a "waste". I was cooking in the kitchen, and my son suddenly came over and complained that my husband was scolding him. I was so angry that I didn’t know what to say, so I had to comfort my son and go to rest first. I wanted to wait until the meal was ready to communicate with my husband, so that he would not hurt the child's self-esteem or insult his character like this in the future. After all, the child is older. Unexpectedly, as soon as the child left, my husband came in angrily to complain to me, and cursed, "What a loser." When I heard my husband scolding my son like this in person, my lungs exploded with anger. I blamed him for not giving my son face, so I was so cruel. I scolded him a few times. Speaking afterwards, he realized his mistake, but the work unit was pressing him hard at the time, so he felt anxious and scolded his son. The son also said that after his father scolded him, he wanted to run away from home, but he was afraid that his father would be even more angry after he left, so he held back tears.
In the summer of 2008, while playing basketball with my son, I fractured my middle finger. In order to take care of me, my son, who is of a playful age, gave up his time playing with his classmates and concentrated on taking care of me at home.
Help me bathe, cook, wash clothes, mop the floor, and keep busy. I felt sorry for my son and advised him to take a rest before working again. He always told me to rest in peace and recuperate without worrying about him. He does things in an orderly and meticulous manner, even surpassing me. He is not like a child who has never done any housework. This makes me and my relatives and friends sigh and move!
My son is filial to my husband and me, and even better to my mother-in-law. Because my mother-in-law is sick, whenever my son goes to her house, if his sister-in-law or sister-in-law is not around, my son will start helping her with cleaning, washing and cooking when he comes in. , helping to take care of his nieces and nephews, his patience is simply not matched by his size. He is the most sensible and filial grandson in my mother-in-law's heart.
One month before the college entrance examination, in order to enhance my son’s self-confidence, I insisted on sending him a text message every day to encourage him. My son was so moved and inspired that he showed off the text messages to his classmates every day. He said that the reason why he only slept four or five hours a day without feeling tired was because my text messages gave him endless motivation. In June, the results of the college entrance examination were announced. My son topped the list with one of the top 100 scores in the province in professional subjects, but fell behind in cultural subjects by a few points. He was frustrated and regretted that the time allotted to cultural classes was too short, and he refused to give in.
I know that my son didn’t study hard before. After arriving in Xi’an, he suddenly woke up and started studying hard. I heard from the teacher that my son is very diligent and often studies until after two o'clock in the night and gets up to go to the classroom at six o'clock in the morning. However, due to too many delays in the past and spending too much energy on professional classes, the time allocated to cultural classes is only In just three months, I was so nervous during the exam that I made many mistakes that I shouldn't have made.
In order to cheer up my son, I comforted him and said: "Son, you are the best. Mom believes in you. You have worked hard, but you just lack luck and methods." I did not force him, quietly Waiting for him to open his heart. After thinking about it for a few days, my son told me that he decided to go to tutoring, learn lessons, allocate his time well, and try his best again!
I believe in my son, he is the best, he will definitely do what he says!
Three
When my son first arrived in Xi'an, he just immersed himself in painting all day long. He never caused trouble or talked too much. His teachers and classmates didn't pay much attention to him. It was not until after the first monthly exam that everyone took notice of him, and the teacher began to value him and entrust him with important responsibilities.
In that monthly exam, my son ranked seventh in the school and third among fresh graduates, which shocked the whole school. The principal went to see his son's paintings in person and praised his son repeatedly. When I was in Weinan, my son's teacher was a man in his fifties with relatively traditional ideas. I once compared my son's paintings before and after. Although I am not very proficient in painting, I can clearly see that the lines in his early paintings were stiff and old-fashioned. The son's ability to achieve such results in just one month is inseparable from the teacher's hard teaching and the son's diligent efforts.
After the monthly exam, a teacher from Xi'an Academy of Fine Arts organized a collection of outstanding art works to prepare for participating in a youth painting exhibition in Canada. His son became the lucky one among a dozen students in the school. According to regulations, all works participating in the exhibition are required to write a preface. My son's writing skills are not bad at all. However, due to his intense study and the heavy pressure from the organizer, he had to entrust me to represent him. Accepting this arduous task, because I didn’t know how to draw, I consulted a lot of information, and asked for help from two best friends and literary friends. Through a combination of three parties, I finally wrote a perfect preface late at night, which was well received by the teacher. However, in order to search for information, I didn't eat much all day long. I collapsed from exhaustion as soon as I finished writing, but I felt extremely satisfied and proud!
My son has an easy-going personality, has the courage to take on responsibilities, and is very popular among his classmates. The school he is in is a regular school with teaching qualifications. The management system is very strict. No smoking, drinking, and fighting are allowed. The head teacher must check the dormitory every night. If any violation of discipline is discovered, the minor will be punished by education, and the serious one will be expelled. One night, the teacher went to check the dormitory and found a pile of cigarette butts and several liquor bottles on the floor of the dormitory. No one acknowledged it despite repeated questioning. The teacher was a young man in his twenties with a somewhat impatient temper. He was about to beat the six people one by one, when his son stepped forward and took full responsibility.
My son was a good boy in the eyes of the teacher, but he openly defied the system. The teacher was so angry that he took out an iron rod and beat his son so hard that his buttocks were afraid to touch a stool for several days. However, he also won the support of all the classmates in the dormitory. After the incident spread, he was praised and admired by the whole class. Even the classmates who had excluded him before were willing to make friends with him.
In fact, the teacher knew that my son had no bad hobbies or habits. He once told me that he knew that his son was unjust and he just wanted to kill the chicken to show the monkey. The teacher also said that my son has excellent character and is honest. He is very popular among his classmates. He not only has a strong sense of responsibility, but also has strong organizational and management skills. Since your son took over as the monitor, the discipline and hygiene of the class have been greatly improved. Last year, the whole school organized a sketching trip to Anhui, and the teacher assigned his son to be the team leader. Every time there was a gathering, his son always arrived at the gathering point carrying the flag and assisted the teacher in organizing and leading other students. He won the teacher's trust and love.
My son not only has leadership skills, but is also versatile. He has learned guitar and taught himself dance. At the New Year's Day party held by his alma mater, his own dance won third place in the school. In addition, my son also likes to play basketball and has participated in many basketball games. In July of this year, because I failed the college entrance examination, I followed my son's suggestion and sent him to repeat his studies at the school where he had studied before. When I was going through the formalities for my son, I met the principal of his cultural class and English teacher, an elegant and quiet middle-aged man in his fifties. Seeing her son, she quickly came over with a smile to ask questions. When she learned that I was his mother, the teacher was full of praise and said: "Your child is so good, has such a good character, is polite and has a strong sense of responsibility. It is really great." Rare! ”
Hearing the teacher’s words of praise and looking at my son’s shy expression, I felt so proud to have such an outstanding son!
Son, you are my strength, my confidence, my hope and my future. You are the sun in my heart that always smiles, rising from my heart every day. Son, as long as you try your best, struggle, and fight in your future life, no matter what the result is, even if you don't become a great person in the future, you can at least become an adult, which is my greatest joy! ! Even if I have some regrets, I will cheer for you and applaud you! !