How much influence do parents have on their children because they love reading?

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How much influence do parents have on their children because they love reading?

Text | Jing Li

I must have done countless good things in my last life. I am so lucky to meet my parents in this life.

At the age of 28, I returned to my hometown, Pushi Ancient Town, and lived a long-awaited life as a freelance writer. Everyone admires me and says:? Your life has become a dream in our hearts. ?

But I want to say that because of my parents, I am destined to live an ideal life in my life. Because of their support, understanding, deep love and tolerance, my road can get better and better.

My parents are scholarly, my father is a veritable bookworm, and there are countless books at home. I spent my whole childhood and adolescence in his study.

My father is tall and strong, with a straight face and a beard on his mouth, which is quite Lu Xun's demeanor. He gave himself a pen name? Beard? Dad loves Mei because there is a name in mom's name? May? In other words, I love plum blossoms even more, and I have studied plum blossoms for decades.

My father was obviously a gifted scholar, but his life was ill-fated, and he finally failed, so he had to pin all his hopes on me.

A picture left a deep impression on me. On a cold winter night, the family gathered by the fire to read a good book. If someone finds a wonderful article, they will read it and share it with everyone.

The charcoal fire in the stove is burning, and the orange light sets off our faces, as if there is a peaceful joy. The room where the needle can be heard is very quiet, except for the ticking of the old clock, the sound of turning pages and the occasional sound of reading.

When I was young, there was a small Xinhua bookstore in town. Whenever I get high marks in the final exam, my father takes me to Xinhua Bookstore and chooses books at will, which is the highest reward my father can give me.

Because of this, the bookstore in the town is very special and full of human touch. Now, let alone the Xinhua Bookstore in the town, even a decent small bookstore can't be found, which is really sad.

I was gradually influenced by my father's love for reading, and I read more and more. Even reading couldn't satisfy me, so I began to write, picked up a ballpoint pen and wrote it carefully in my diary.

Every time I finish writing an article, I always read it to them at the first time. I feel that I don't write well, but every time I hear their praise, I seem to increase my confidence out of thin air and yearn for writing.

Such encouragement, for a young and ignorant child, is tantamount to igniting a literary fire, and it has piled up the flames.

Any noble person on the road of dreams is a gift of life. Some people wait in frustration and cheer in a smile, which is always a sober support.

The mountains and rivers are vast, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and it is also a companion for moving forward.

What's more, such companionship comes from parents and has the power between heaven and earth.

In the summer of 2008, I was admitted to a university in East Sichuan.

During my college years, I kept in touch with my parents by correspondence. Pick up a pen and write down the trivialities of life on the stationery, even if it is just some trivial things, I feel solemn.

It's just that I seldom mention my thoughts in my letters, and I always neglect to express my feelings. Nevertheless, every time I receive a reply from my parents, I will benefit a lot.

My mother seldom writes letters, but most of them are written by my father. My mother is around, saying that what she wrote is some guidance for my life, talking about reading, writing, living, being a man, and even talking about a love.

Qian Shan is thousands of miles away, as if it were by my side. They called me in the letter? Xiao er? What is the signature? Miss your freshman and junior year? This is our usual nickname.

In my family, mom comes first, I come second, and dad is the least? Status? , can only be the third. Every time I cook at home, my parents will call me loudly? Xiao er? The sound travels far, and I will run home when I play in my neighbor's house.

With the encouragement of my parents, I worked very hard in those years, and I got the highest grade in college. National scholarship? I remitted all my money to my family, and my parents used it to pay off my debt of attending an art major university.

Later, my books "Seeing Su" and "When Mo meets Li" were published one after another and listed in the whole country. With more supportive friends, I finally found my own way.

The happiest are mom and dad. They bought my book from the Internet and read it again and again.

Everyone in town praised me in front of them. They laughed from ear to ear, but they never showed such pride in front of me. My father always tells me to be modest, write diligently and read more good books.

When I chose to leave the faculty, they didn't agree at first, thinking it was a pity to lose a stable job.

But when they saw that I could support my dream of writing through photography and design, they readily agreed. They know better than anyone my persistence and love for writing dreams.

I'm not afraid of any obstacles in front of my dreams. Conforming to everything helps me grow. As long as I know where to go, there will always be a way to open the way for my dream.

This spring, fortunately, I didn't live in a foreign country, nor did I wander in the unknown distance, but I was at home physically and mentally. The green fields were wet by the rain in March, and the air was filled with the moist breath of the drizzle in the south, rubbing the fragrance of rape flowers.

My morning is colored. Every morning, my father must have cooked porridge and put a mountain egg in each bowl.

Cooking different kinds of porridge every day, white is tremella lotus seed porridge, black is black rice porridge, red is Redmi jujube gouqi porridge, yellow is corn peanut porridge, and green is mung bean porridge.

He always asks me every night. What color do you want tomorrow morning? All I have to do is answer the color, and my father will get the news.

Father knows that writing is a mental activity and needs to be supplemented with various nutrients. He cooks delicious dishes for me three times a day.

Braised whole fish cooked by my father is my favorite. Whenever my friends visit, my parents always treat me warmly. At this time, dad will cook his specialty braised whole fish. After a long time, my father's cooking will still impress my friends.

The vegetable garden is another treasure of my father. The vegetables we eat every day are planted by my father in the garden. They are fresh and natural without pesticides, and they always have a different sweet taste.

Spring, the garden is full of spring, and a large area of green is really beautiful. Cabbage, lettuce, garlic and celery? Under the careful care of his father, he grows well.

There are three big camphor trees in the garden, which are three stories high. I am tired of reading and writing every day. Standing on the balcony, looking at the green of the garden and smelling the refreshing fragrance of camphor leaves, the whole person will be refreshed.

Since I came back, the whole second floor has become my world. The living room is full of my books, plus the bedroom, what a big study!

They were afraid of interfering with my writing, so they watched TV on the first floor, making me like nobody's business. I read and write hungrily on the second floor all day. They seldom go upstairs, but they also bring me tea and cut fruit when they come.

I seldom go downstairs. I spend most of my time studying and burying my head in work except during meals. Sometimes I can't get out when I am still immersed in books when I eat. My eyes are stupid. That's because I am still wandering in my own world.

I often don't talk much at this time, and I don't talk much when I have friends. I know this shortcoming, and if I write too much, the language function will deteriorate. In the past, some elders said that I was a person with inner beauty, and writing quietly at home might be my best choice.

My mother is sometimes very anxious, afraid that I am a bookworm and won't communicate with people.

So when the weather is fine, my mother will take me to Shan Ye to bathe in the sunshine, get close to nature, watch spring flowers and listen to running water to see the distant mountains. At this time, I showed my lively side, running between Shan Ye, smiling like a mountain wind.

We also have regular programs. After dinner, the family will go to the primary school playground not far from home to play badminton. Chatting with parents while playing ball.

Exercise makes people happy, especially with their families, and it is a precious companion. When I played ball with my father, my mother jumped up with joy and smiled like a child.

Their positive love for life has always infected me, giving me love and hope forever.

My parents have retired. I study upstairs and they study downstairs. When I was a child, my father bought me books to read. Now as long as he likes books, no matter how expensive, I will buy them back and give them to him.

This is the most precious gift I can give him. Last year, our family was evaluated by Hunan Press, Publication, Radio, Film and Television Bureau? Shuxiang home? My confidence in life seems to come from this dense book.

When I am free, I will show them those fashionable books, so that they will know? Slash youth? Diversified life? These new terms.

When I first returned to town, my relatives and friends advised my mother to find me a stable job, and my mother tried to find me a job. However, after reading these fashionable books and understanding the new development direction of this era, she saw that my articles were reprinted by more and more media and liked by more and more people, but instead supported me to be a freelancer.

Influenced by her thoughts, my father understood and respected my choice.

Every time I post an article on the official WeChat account, they always read it the first time. Not only did I write it, but my friends also carefully read the messages they gave me. Looking at everyone's encouragement to me, they are always very happy.

Ten years ago, they were the only one for me? Fans? Ten years later, I have thousands of readers and friends in Qian Qian, and they deserve it? Die-hard fans? . Every progress and breakthrough I make will touch their hearts.

But no matter what I have achieved, I am still the little girl they love and need to protect most. Sometimes when I write an article in front of the computer, my mother occasionally kisses my forehead when she hands me rock sugar pear porridge.

Every time I make some achievements, my mother will come to me with a smile and give me high-five encouragement. This is a way for her to express her deep love for her daughter.

This home full of books in town is the Garden of Eden built by my parents. They said that if you are tired of running, you should go home.

Because there are parents who love me deeply at home. With the nourishment of their love, I am not a rose waiting to wither in a bottle, but a gardenia tree rooted in the soil. Every year, flowers will bloom and never stop longing for blooming.

If I don't have such knowledgeable parents in my life, I can't live this ideal life. The greatest wealth parents give their children is not material carefree, but spiritual freedom.

They never force me to do things I don't like, but are willing to listen to my inner voice, support my dreams unconditionally, and let me live the life I want most.

Dear mom and dad, I love you. If one day I have children, I will love them as much as you love me.

If there is a next life, may you still be my dearest father and mother.