"Children are not enough, too high!" Mom said. My daughter didn't. Father also put forward a new chart: "form better habits early!" " ""But there are still many things to do. ""You have no job at night, "my father glanced at me." What does it use to play mobile phones and games? If you have time, you'd better spend it, so that you can exercise. ""I can also go to the gym at night. " I said. These are still their monks. They have their own ideas. When I heard the word "the right thing", I suddenly realized that in their world, life is really serious, carved and boring. Sleep is a "right thing" for them. Sleep without sleep, sleep is very useful. Early to bed and early to rise, good health, good early to rise, good memory, smart people, good strength, good effect and high efficiency.
Generally speaking, my parents live a good life. This will not open the era of material shortage. When a person thinks that life is very dangerous, you need to use rules to protect yourself. Their goal is simple, that is, life and life safety. For that generation, life doesn't have much room to tidy up. They have a very picky imagination about what is good. When eating a buffet, some people choose very carefully, while others eat fluffy and unpalatable. More than half of the latter did not completely get rid of psychological deficiency. For them, there is no choice but to eat more. Their assumption is that "you can live if you eat more." Every day, it seems that only this constant feeling can be maintained, not pity. Waiting for children to grow up every day is like farmers waiting for wheat.
Do you know that your parents don't stay up late? This may be something they protect themselves. I think so. I can understand the previous generation. I understand why they hate iron cards: "Why don't you pursue them!" "I understand that they are not used to my' tossing' and' thinking'. I understand that they are always worried about my health, and my future will be ruined by my hanging German. I also understand that sometimes they blame me for being too hard on tigers. Don't worry, I have no parents. When I reach my daughter's age and lie in bed, I can work, read books, watch videos, chat in groups or stay. If I sleep, I can sleep. Every choice is good. Sometimes I don't know what I should do. But I've got through this mess. I have confirmed my freedom. I don't have to live by a given template or rule. Maybe just to be sure, I won't sleep long. Sometimes I stand in front of the bed, watching my daughter sleep and thinking about me when I was a child. For the next generation of children, born in different environments, fear, more freedom. I can't help thinking: What are you growing up? Is it more chaotic than it is now?