I care more about the power of my child’s original dream than what school to attend.

Tomorrow is the day for my kid to apply online for promotion to junior high school. Since yesterday, friends have been sending me tips on how to apply online. Logically speaking, this kind of thing should be our concern as parents and has nothing to do with others. However, my friends know that I am basically the only one who worries about enrolling my children in primary school. They are afraid that I have to remember too many things, so they came to share the burden for me. So for this, I am very grateful and grateful. \”You are not alone on this battlefield, you have us.\” This sentence is the power that these friends of mine conveyed to me through a simple notification. This is what I often say to my kids: You are not alone. You have parents, grandparents, grandparents, friends, many teachers, police uncles who guard and wait for you at the entrance of the kindergarten every morning, and many people who love you, care about you, and support you. In addition, I always say to the kid: You just need to grow up slowly. You have to walk slowly, eat slowly, think slowly, and grow slowly. You have to believe what you believe, and you have to believe that there is beauty in this world. You have to run, you have to see the outside world, you have to have dreams, and you have to persevere. You have to compare yourself with yourself, and you have to discover the people and things you like. You have to admit that there is always someone better than you, and you have to stop and take a break when you want to stop. You have to calm down and read a book, you have to be brave enough to make your own choices, and you have to express your true emotions. You have to know that smiles and tears are gifts given to you by growth. You have to learn to get along with yourself, and you also have to learn to quit and stop. Mom is more concerned about your dreams than what kind of school you go to. Rather than making friends with whom, mom wants you to know who you are. Mom cares more about your body and mind than what you score or what awards you get. Rather than having any amount of wealth or success, my mother hopes that you will live a plain and happy life. Rather than taking care of and being filial to your mother and father, I hope you take care of yourself and take the path you want to take. Recently, the boy seems to have grown up a lot. One night he suddenly said to me: \”Mom, I have a dream.\” When I heard him say this, I felt like my eyes were going to shine! I walked down from the piano, walked up to him, knelt down and looked into his eyes and said to him: \”Are you willing to tell mom what your dream is?\” The boy also looked at me with his eyes shining brightly and said: \”I quietly Tell you, mom, this is a secret between us.\” I think I smiled at that time, as brightly as I did when I was a child, so bright that my heart felt bright. \”My dream is to be an engineer, and to be a musician, and I want to be a hero, and I want to build a house, and I want to drive an F1 car, and I want to be a Lego toymaker,\” the kid said in one breath. After finishing this sentence, I started laughing, and I laughed too. \”You talked about a lot of dreams!\” \”Yeah, I have a lot of dreams!\” \”If you were asked to rank these dreams, starting from the dream you most want to realize, how would you rank them?\” \”Hmm… let me think about it… I am the first oneI want to be an engineer, the second I want to build a house, the third I want to be a Lego toy maker, the fourth I want to be an F1 racing driver, then I want to be a musician, and I want to be a hero. \”It sounds like you prefer to be an architect?\” \”\”Yep. But I still want to be a hero. \”What does a hero look like?\” \”A hero can save people and make everyone happy, and then I am also very happy.\” \”So, you prefer to be an architect?\” Or do you want to be a hero more? \”Well…Mom…I want to be an astronaut and a doctor!\” \”Listening to the boy\’s innocent words, I felt extremely happy and happy. Because I have always been worried that living in an environment full of anxiety, his \”wings\” would be ruthlessly broken. Just a few days ago, he Before going to bed, he suddenly said to me, \”Mom, I lost my wings.\” Can you accompany me to find it back? \”Probably it\’s because I pay more attention to the things my children say unintentionally. That night I kept reflecting on the times I said some \”harsh words\” to my children when I was in a bad mood. Although the kid never seemed to take it to heart, He always says that he loves me. But I am afraid that my unintentional mistakes will have a bad impact on his young heart, so once I find that my words and deeds are inappropriate, I will apologize to him: I\’m sorry. Yes. At that time, my mother was indeed a little more demanding, because she was worried that if I rely on you for everything now and make you happy, when you walk out of this house, other people will be very dismissive of you. Mom What I worry about is that if I don’t let you see my attitude towards life, then you will think it’s no big deal to live my life casually. What my mother is worried about is that if I don’t achieve happiness through my own efforts, then you will They will place their hopes on asking for love instead of giving love. Therefore, what your mother is worried about is never what scores you will get in the future or what school you will enter, but what you will lose in your dreams. \”Can you tell your mother that you still remember your Have you lost your wings somewhere? Mom will accompany you to find it. \”Can I find it on Winnie the Witch\’s broomstick?\” \”Of course.\” All you have to do is raise your magic wand, wave it five times, and shout…\” \”Abracadabra!\” \”Then you can find where you lost the wing.\” \”There is also my tool box, which can also be found together.\” \”Do you need me to go with you?\” Or can you get it back yourself? \”I can just go by myself.\” Because if mom sits on the broomstick together, the broomstick will be crushed. \”…Is mom that heavy?\” \”Uh…hahaha, I said it wrong. I said it wrong.\” Mom is too light, dad is too heavy. \”Have you ever told your father that you lost your wings and toolbox?\” \”Well… I told dad, is there any other way he can help me get my wings back?\” \”\”yes. You can also have your own little secret with your dad! \”Yes.\” I think I\’ll get my wings back. When I get it back, I\’ll tell my dad to go. \”Your father will buy you a magic broomstick haha\”Mom will teach me magic~~Abra Kadabra! Hahaha\” This is the daily conversation in our family. It is a bit nonsensical and naive, but I like to maintain this childlike innocence. Even though I know that there are more realities than dreams in the adult world, I still want to take care of it carefully. Children\’s dreams. Because letting children learn to love and keep their dreams is the greatest wealth that parents can leave to their children.