I also have a habit of getting up early, having my breakfast around 7am this morning. Suddenly, a little girl's crying voice came from downstairs: “I don't want to go to school!” The cries were mournful and moving. I turned around to the living room and leaned down to look through the glass, but I couldn't see anything. She was probably taken into the car by her father. After a while, it was probably the little girl's grandmother who came out of the unit on the west side and said to a white car, “Drive, take her, go.” After a while, the car started and the little girl's crying gradually disappeared.
The little girl's unwillingness to go to school (the nursery) is understandable. At home, there is the love of parents, the affection of grandparents, and they can sleep until they wake up naturally. But going to school is different. Not only do you wake up early, but you also have to be obedient to your teachers, the playfulness and even bullying of the classmates, after all, it's a strange environment and people.
When my daughter went to daycare, she was still dreaming in winter and was awakened. Sometimes she didn't even have breakfast, afraid of being locked outside the factory door if we were a little late. My daughter went to middle school, riding a bicycle and carrying a ten pound backpack. The weather was even worse when it was windy and rainy. Once, my daughter's bicycle was hit by a man on a motorcycle, bending the front wheel. The man only stomped the front wheel a few times with his foot and watched as the bicycle barely managed to ride before running away. Later, I bought a new bicycle for my daughter, but it was stolen not long after. My daughter is strong and has never had any reluctance or crying.
In 1984, I graduated from junior high school without being admitted to a vocational school. When I returned home, I didn't want to go to school anymore. The classroom was filled with playfulness and boring classes, but I had no other choice but to go back and endure them.
One morning a few years ago, I met my neighbor's daughter downstairs. She was sleepy eyed and said to me, “I really don't want to get up.” I understand her, who hasn't experienced it?
There are many disappointments in life, but adults hide these difficulties in their hearts. For the sake of life, they can only silently endure and carry on. Heaven and Earth are unkind, treating all things as straw dogs. It's not that God is unkind, but rather that God is fair and treats all things equally, because being kind to some people is cruel to others. This world is not as you wish! One can only rely on one's own efforts and struggle. I believe that heaven is fair and will not mistreat those who run with tears in their eyes.
我也有早期的习惯,早上七点左右,我就开始吃早餐了。突然楼下传来一个小女孩的哭叫声:“我不愿上学!”哭声凄厉,令人动容。我转身到客厅,俯下身子隔着玻璃望去,却什么也看不到,大约是被女孩的爸爸带进了车里去了。一会,大概是小女孩的奶奶(或者姥姥)从西边那个单元里出来,对着一辆白色的车说:“你开车,带她走,走。”一会,车子发动,也渐渐没有了小女孩的哭声。
小女孩不愿上学(上托儿所),情有可原。家里有爸妈的疼爱,有爷爷奶奶(姥爷姥姥)的宠爱,还可以睡到自然醒。可上学就不一样了,不但早起,还有老师的威严,小朋友的打打闹闹甚至欺侮,毕竟是陌生的环境和陌生的人。
女儿上托儿所时,冬天还在梦中,就被叫醒,有时连早饭也顾不上吃,怕晚了点被关在厂门外。女儿上了中学,骑着自行车,还要背着十斤重的书包,碰上刮风下雨的天气就更惨了。有一次,女儿骑的自行车被一个骑着摩托车的男人撞弯了前轮,那个男人只是用脚将前轮跺了几下,看着自行车勉强能够骑行便扬长而去。后来,我给女儿买了一辆新的自行车,可没过多久便被人偷去了。女儿是坚强的,未曾有过任何的不愿和哭泣。
1984年,我初中毕业没有考上中专,回到家里,我也不愿再上学了。打打闹闹的教室,枯燥无味的课程,可我没有别的办法,只能再回去熬。
几年前的一天早上,我碰到楼下邻居的女儿,睡眼惺忪,她对着我说:“真的是不愿起床啊。”我理解她,谁没有经历过呢?
人生有诸多不如意,只是成人把这种艰难藏在了心里,为了生活,只能默默忍着,扛着。天地不仁,以万物为刍狗。不是说,上天不仁慈,而是说上天是公平的,对待万物都一视同仁,因为对一些人仁慈,恰恰是对另一些人残酷。这个世界并非如你所愿!凡事只能靠自己的努力奋斗,相信上天是公平的,一定不会亏待那些含泪而奔跑的人。
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