The next day, I was swollen and didn't tell anyone. The teacher found that I couldn't write, so she asked my father to take me to the hospital. The film was a failure. The doctor told me to go home and rest, and I was sent back to school. I was very happy because I didn't have to do my homework for a week.
Then in those days, my mother's attitude was that it was all my fault that she didn't listen. My father's attitude was that he looked strong, crisp as paper and had poor physical fitness.
Actually, my dad regretted it. I'll take ribs to supplement calcium when I get home in those days. My mother also secretly called my father too cruel, but in front of me, the two of them kept a straight face. I am a parent, and I have the greatest attitude.
Sometimes the face of parents really doesn't matter.
The second thing is computers and the Internet. I had a 586 at home when I was in primary school. Later, I changed to Lenovo Tianlin, which was the enlightenment for universities to choose software major.
When I was in the sixth grade, I went to an Internet cafe. After playing for several rounds, I was told that I would go online when I was admitted to a key junior high school. In fact, I was able to surf the Internet when I was scribing, and then I took an examination of 300 people in the city. The thing about asking about surfing the Internet is to stabilize your grades first, then ask if there is any progress, and then stop asking. There is no truth anyway. In the third year of high school, I took the initiative to mention it, admitted to a key high school, and gave you the internet. I was unhappy, but I did well in the exam and almost got into a key class. Still not online.
Later, my mother was addicted to stealing vegetables at work and caught up with the unified broadband installation at work. I got up at four or five to steal food. I don't know who has internet addiction.
The third thing, the last and most complete disappointment before adulthood.
I have a childhood friend, a very nice girl. She was a freshman and a sophomore when I graduated. When the two families were having dinner together, her mother offered to take her to Tibet and asked me to go with them by name. Of course, I was filled with joy, and my parents hesitated for a while and agreed. When I got home, I was going to prepare my luggage, but my father stopped me. I have to write a complete and detailed itinerary plan and emergency plan. I searched the Internet for two days and wrote three or four pages. Unqualified, not approved.
Later, my mother asked for annual leave to accompany her, so I spent my summer vacation at home.
Later, when I was in junior college, I wrote articles for magazines and ran around the world. My dad said enviously, you know when you squat at home, it feels like a scar is scabbed, and then I tear it open and put pus on you, over and over again.
In my junior year, I worked hard and saved 1000 yuan. A man went to Nanjing to buy a ticket and climbed into bed and cried all night.
Previous regrets, when you have the ability to realize them, can only aggravate the sense of helplessness.