How many years do we have children?

Every day accustomed to the news night navigation program, as long as you turn on the TV to watch on time, because dinner is too late, so after washing, the time is a little late, or news night navigation bar, although it has been over, has been used to the channel.

As soon as I opened it, I heard a mother recite a poem she had written for her child. Listen, my eyes were wet, and tears of disobedience ran down my cheeks. The mother almost choked her voice: the child's cry told me that you had come from then on, and I was very happy. Every day was around you, but you cried and starved regardless of the time. I let you wake up in my sweet dream at night. I blame you for being so inconvenient, so it's hard for me to find a deep sleep all night. Gradually you grow up, but every day clamoring for this and that, as long as I come back, you stick to me, refused to leave. Now you go to school, but it is difficult to get back a full mark paper, so I think you are stupid and stupid, why can't you be like me. I beat you, scolded you, called you, just because your study did not improve. However, today you left, left so suddenly, left in such a hurry, child, mother heartache ah, mother did not love you enough, how can you go, mother wants to do everything is too late. This is the voice of the mother of a child who left in a car accident.

After listening to this paragraph, I suddenly said, how many years can we have children? From the moment the child was born, as parents, we put all our love into the care of our children, but we are tired of expecting our children to grow up quickly. When the child was able to go to kindergarten, someone finally helped to take care of it, and he found it troublesome to pick up and take care of the child. He told himself in his heart that it would be better to wait for the child to go to school. When the children went to school, we finally didn't have to pick them up, so we breathed a sigh of relief and thought that the school should bear the responsibility for our children's education. We can give ourselves time in the air, find out many reasons for not being willing to spend time with our children, and attribute all education to schools and teachers. When the child enters puberty in junior high school and takes great pains and is unable to educate, we half complain about the teacher's poor education and half complain about the child's disobedience, so we are sad and helpless for the child's disobedience every day. Looking forward to the child going to high school, waiting for the child to go to high school. After high school, the child was not as easy as we thought, and we began to complain: how come our child is so close to his food and clothing, and everything is the best? that is, if we do not give you study, you say that the level of the teacher is not good, and it is not the teacher's responsibility to manage our children like this. Our endless complaints are never over. When the child went to college, suddenly a great loss was bothering us, so we called our home an empty nest, and we could no longer hear the children's crying, laughter and song, and every day we looked forward to the winter holiday. Children work, the cold office holiday is gone, there is only the annual Spring Festival, so the phone in our hands has become our hope, a ring is a happy moment. What are our expectations when the child has a family?

How many years can we have children? years say silently, cherish every moment with children. Time says silently that children are the continuation of our lives, and we have no right not to cherish them. At this time, a voice told me, when the child is by your side, don't complain because he wakes up at night and make you sleep badly; don't complain that you are sad because of his rudeness; don't complain that you are bored because of his coquettish behavior. Don't complain that his score is not your standard; don't complain that your heart is broken because of his illness; don't complain that you spend more energy and money on nurturing him. Don't complain because he made you make too many sacrifices.

How many years we can have children, how rare and precious the days around children are, when time passes over the shoulders of years, when years become crimson of the setting sun, when your stumbling steps are no longer solid, and when the sound on your sickbed is dead, it is your helpless choice to leave without the child. Cherish every minute of your child around you, no matter how many difficulties and troubles he brings me; frustration and helplessness; no matter how much sleep, time, money and energy I lose, let's stop complaining, because this possession is our greatest happiness.

Author: Li Xiulan