Langhua and Grandma’s Beautiful House

Some people say that when you have gone through all the hardships alone, you won't want to be with anyone that much. Maybe so. No one longs for loneliness that much, and no one is as lonely as a dog, but still says how nice it is to be alone.

I believe that children are a mirror of their parents There is a saying that lucky people use their childhood to heal their lives, and unfortunate people use their lives to heal their childhood - this shows how much influence parents have on their children. It is no exaggeration to say that children live in the shadow of their parents throughout their lives. Children are the mirror of their parents in the world. Their outlook, achievements, and personality all reflect their parents' education methods. Children who grow up with parents' love and care, even if their material life is relatively poor, are very rich spiritually. Such children are often confident, independent, and happy; children who grow up under the suppression, neglect, and paranoid control of their parents will still have low self-esteem and insecurity even if they have very good financial capabilities as adults. This negative emotion will not heal slowly over time. It will still be buried in the deepest part of the memory and may be awakened at any time. Psychology divides people's attitudes when facing setbacks into two types: "fixed mindset" and "growth mindset." People with a fixed mindset believe that failure proves that there is a problem with their abilities, while people with a growth mindset believe that failure can bring experience and lessons, which can improve their abilities. In the process of being constantly denied and suppressed, children will continue to solidify their parents' views of themselves and slowly form a fixed mindset. When encountering problems, they will doubt their abilities and have difficulty forming correct cognitions. Fear, low self-esteem, and frustration... Are like dark clouds hanging over their hearts. Before the setbacks come, they will be defeated by themselves. There is a saying that love is the best teacher, followed by shame. I deeply agree, but I don't think so. Shame can indeed promote people's progress, but the negative impact of negative emotions is too tragic, so it is better to fill life with love. After all, the driving force for growth is love and care, not rebuke and blow.

The surest way to get something is to make yourself worthy of it

My childhood seems to have ended quietly in Counting Stars✨ I have liked watching Ultraman since I was a child, not because they are the embodiment of light and are willing to help others. Rather, they are envious that they can freely travel through the universe and face the stars at close range. I like to look at the stars. They twinkle and shine, illuminating all my fantasies. While other children were still playing with sand and mud, I was happily playing with the astronaut model that I had begged my mother to buy for many days, telling all kinds of little secrets and whispers to it. I dreamed of being an astronaut, but in the end I failed to pass the air recruitment physical examination Everything is a small regret. Fortunately, my childhood was still beautiful, simple and full of vitality!

Under the love and care of my parents, my childhood was very happy, but it also left me with the slightest regret. When I was a child, I was particularly reluctant to go to kindergarten. Every morning, when my mother asked me to get up, I would stay in bed deliberately and not get up, or else I would cry loudly. My mother had no choice but to invite the teacher to my home to do some ideological work on me, but she cried even more. My mother and teacher were so angry that they had no choice but to stop going to kindergarten. But now when I see the beautiful kindergarten and the children happily playing and studying there, I feel a little regretful. If I could turn back time, I would definitely cherish the good times of my childhood, leave no regrets, and live a perfect and happy childhood.

My childhood was interesting. When I was a child, I was a veritable coward. When I was still in preschool, the teacher took us to play on the slide in the campus. Just as we were having fun, a gust of wind blew over like a devil. I was so scared that I would be blown away by the wind. So I told the teacher that I had a headache, and the teacher quickly called my mother, who took me back. Later, whenever the wind blows, I either have a headache or a stomachache... But I only lied three times, and my mother's "fierce eyes" saw through the lies. The result, ahem, you know →_→

My childhood was innocent. When I was a child, I often couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality. I remember one night I dreamed that I went to the supermarket with my mother, and I got lost and couldn't find my mother. After I woke up, I cried and made a fuss at my mother, complaining about her. My mother repeatedly explained to me that it was a dream and not real, but I never believed it. In the next few days, every night when I went to bed, I would tell my mother: "Don't lose me again tonight!" This made my mother dumbfounded. Thinking about it now, I feel that I was really naive.

These children are really innocent and cute. Their nicknames are the names of people close to them. They are not food and cannot be eaten.

Come give the waves a kiss and a hug and lift them high

My childhood was related to my grandparents' cousin, and also to the cat my grandmother raised. I often teased the slightly obese female cat. She often slithered under the bed and refused to move, and only came out when eating. She was very big, and my grandparents raised her for a long time. She became one of my grandparents' children, but then she disappeared and I slowly grew up. I didn't have any toys at that time. The only thing I had was a plastic little man I bought for Children's Day with 70 cents. I remember that the little man looked like he was wearing a helmet and a yellow uniform. When I was young, there were no children in the neighborhood, so it entrusted me with my happiness. I defined many identities for it. It is either a captain or a giant, and sometimes it also plays the role of evil. Naturally, I am the so-called "Superman". I also have a box of comics, most of which were given to me by my cousin, and a few of which I begged my mother to buy because of my good test scores. I put them in a cardboard box and put them in it every time I read them. When the box was full, I wrapped it with tape, hoping that one day I would find it in a forgotten corner. Just two days ago when I moved, I saw that cardboard box again. It was inside a pile of debris. I opened it and remembered the care I took when saving it at that time. It was the childishness and innocence of an eight or nine-year-old child, and it was also his childhood...