You never know how much your children love you

This week, when my son comes home from school every day, he plays with his piggy bank, pours it out, counts them one by one, and pours them back again, looking mysterious. When I was cleaning up the room yesterday, I discovered that his piggy bank was empty. Thinking of his strange behavior recently, I decided to find out. \”Son, your piggy seems to be empty.\” \”Hmm…\” \”Where did the money go?\” \”Hmm…\” After school, he ignored my questions and went into his room. He locked the door and gave me a \”closed door\”. What\’s this kid\’s attitude? The older you get, the stronger your temper. I\’m a little angry. Ten minutes later, he came up to me with a paper bag and said, \”Suprise! Are you still angry? This is my birthday gift to you. Open it and take a look.\” I had prepared a lot of things to teach him how to do I swallowed the truth about spending money and how to talk well with my family. Open the paper bag, take out a box, unwrap the crumpled wrapping paper, and take out a pink enamel crystal cup with beautiful roses carved on it, and a greeting card stuffed in the cup. This crystal cup looked so familiar. I suddenly remembered that when I took my son to the supermarket downstairs last time, I pointed to an enamel crystal and said to him, \”I have wanted a cup like this since I was a child. I feel like a princess.\” The speaker said. Unintentionally, the listener was thoughtful, but unexpectedly he actually wrote it down. I wonder how long he has been planning this? I\’m afraid that during this period, I was unable to hide my surprise and was afraid of exposing my little thoughts. Although he is already in second grade, he rarely goes out to buy things alone. Now he goes to the supermarket alone carrying a pile of coins. I wonder how much fear he has to overcome in his heart? His greeting card had four huge words \”Happy Birthday\” written on it. He also copied a poem from \”Wandering Son\’s Song\” and added at the end of the poem: \”I often make you angry, I\’m sorry!\” Just these few words, It was written in large and small sizes, using several colorful colors, and even a heart was drawn in a tacky way. I think I must have cried because of the uglyness of this greeting card, otherwise why would my eyes be wet? I suddenly remembered what the writer Feng Chen said: The so-called relationship between parents and children is just mutual nourishment. I originally thought that I had given everything for you, but in the end I discovered that it was me who made everything possible. We think we love our children the most, but we don’t know that our children love us more than we imagine. Thank you, my child, for using your love to fulfill my unfulfilled princess dream when I was 8 years old. Some time ago, a poem by a first-grade child went viral on the Internet. The title of the poem was \”I Don\’t Thank Mom.\” In the poem, he listed various \”crimes\” of his mother who forced him to study hard: \”Forcing me to stand on the wall\”, \”Forcing me to write exercise books\”, \”Giving me Chinese lessons\”, \”Making me write new words every day\”…each one The \”crime\” all led him to \”not thank my mother\”, but in the end a miracle happened… He wrote at the end: \”Without my mother, I would not be who I am now. If I don\’t thank her, who else can I thank?\” This When the child\’s mother read this poem, she laughed at first, and then blushed when she read the poem at the end.Eye. Yes, we are not perfect, but we are everything to a child. Huo Siyan and Huo Siyan participated in the latest episode of \”Mom is Superman\” and were tested by the program team on the tacit understanding between mother and child. The director asked Uh-huh: \”Do you think mom is beautiful?\” Uh-huh replied without hesitation: \”Good-looking! Everything about her body is beautiful! She looks good with makeup! She looks good without makeup!\” The director asked again: \”Would mom do it because of Uh-huh? Why are you so angry?\” Huo Siyan fully thought that Huh Huh would answer, and that being picky about food would make her mother unhappy. However, the humming answer was very heart-warming: \”She has never lost her temper with me.\” When asked what shortcomings our mother has, she immediately replied: \”No!\” We often blame our children for not doing well, and often think that we must look evil in the eyes of our children, but we never think about it. In the eyes of children, we are still the best. We never know how much our children love us! In the book \”Children\’s Poems\”, there is a poem \”Choosing Mom\” ​​written by 8-year-old Jules. This poem has touched thousands of people: You asked me what I was doing before I was born, and I answered that I was choosing my mother in the sky. When I saw you, I thought you really wanted to be your son, but I thought I might not have that luck. Unexpectedly, I was already in your belly for a lot of time the next morning. We felt that we had paid a lot for our child. The pain of pregnancy, the pain of childbirth, the tiredness of staying up late, changing from a green girl to a greasy housewife, giving up career, giving up socializing, giving up your body… But later, we find that we are not that great, and we will too When we yell at our children, we will also become ferocious when we are angry… Our love for our children is far less than the deep love our children have for us! During the Chinese New Year, the video \”Three Minutes\” directed by Peter Chan became popular among friends. When the train stopped, a train conductor\’s mother and her son only had a brief three-minute time together. Everyone is holding their breath, expecting what the child will say to his mother. However, the son memorized the multiplication formula with tears in his eyes: \”One to one equals one, one to two equals two…\” The mother hugged him anxiously. After finally meeting him, what multiplication formula was he memorizing? The child did not stop at all. Meaning, the moment the train started, the child finally recited \”Nine Nine Eighty One\” loudly, with a joyful smile on his face. It turns out that the child will go to elementary school next year, and his mother once told him that if he still can\’t remember the multiplication table, he won\’t be able to go to the elementary school in the town, let alone see his mother. The child not only remembered these words, but also took them seriously. In the eyes of the child, this is the only effort he can make to stay with his mother. Invisible to us, our children are loving us hard in their own way. The Russian writer Dostoyevsky said: \”Being with children can save your soul.\” Since his colleague Xiao Zhang became a father, he often complained in the office: \”The child wakes up in the middle of the night to drink milk, which affects his sleep. .\” \”The various expenses after the child was born made him very stressed.\” \”The child dominated the TV, and he couldn\’t even watch the World Cup…\” One day, the child\’s mother was not at home, and he coaxed his two-year-old daughter by himself. Bored at homeAfter watching \”Peppa Pig\” for a while, I fell asleep. When he woke up, he found that he was covered with his daughter\’s quilt, and her daughter had curled up into a small ball and fell asleep on his arm. At that moment, his tears burst out. Since then, he has become a different person. When it comes to his daughter, his face is full of doting, and he has completely become a \”daughter slave\”. We always feel that our children are constantly asking for us and we give them a lot, but in fact, we get more from our children. There was news two days ago. In a square in Nanjing, a woman hugged her mother who had limited mobility and danced slowly to the music. The mother\’s steps are very slow and clumsy, and her daughter hugs her tightly. The scene is very touching. Netizens said one after another: Mom, the world is so big, but I only have you! When I was a child, my mother taught me to dance. Now that my mother is old, I dance with her in my arms. No matter how old the child grows, a mother\’s life is more complete because she has a child. Tagore wrote in the little poem \”The Way of Children\”: \”As long as the child is willing, he can fly to the sky at this moment. It is not for nothing that he gave up his freedom. He knows that there is infinite happiness hidden in his mother. The little corner of our heart, embraced by mother’s dear arms, is far sweeter than freedom.” We fall in love with our children and cherish them in this life. Children’s love for us is instinctive and unthinking, far more than freedom. Our imagination. What we can do is tell our children without hesitation: My child, no matter what happens, I love you too!