Warm memories温暖的记忆
I stood outside, watching the neighborhood children out of their homes, happily towards the school, like the morning dew , bright flash in the mist. A few minutes ago the empty streets, suddenly becomes colorful up. Children's bag giv of crisp, baggy sports shoelaces tied to his lips still leave milk stains. It is 8:30, a day school life began.
16 years ago, for me, no other thing than to send their children to school made me mental and physical pleasure, and the world, like me, interested in the daily ritual of the father may be numbered. Most of my neighbors in the morning or before 8:30 on the subway, or has been sitting at his desk to start the day workload. Many of them do not change clothes for the children wash, no hair for his daughter, without checking whether rd, they may secretly glad heart. And I, put the children to prepare for the day when as time to enjoy the most value to the school as a favorite destination. From jOOZONE.COM.
I cherish this early morning walk time: holding the child's small hands, You Youran to have c onvinced me, "Fascination" kindergarten. Garden to greet the children was a 15 pounds weight, rabbit ears hanging bag, two canary song mildly, seems adpoles, a swimming tank, color Colorful tropical fish, as well as affable teacher. Side wall of the room warm and cozy fireplace, next to in the preparation for some future artists crayons and art supplies. Fact that there seems little talented architects and engineers can whim here, piled their small world; future botanist who tends the little glass at just the peanuts and bean sprouts emerge.
Really do not want to leave this dynamic world: the sun through the glass significantly Kuankuan pouring down, the children's voices fill the entire space. Each corner are revealing fresh, every minute amazing discovery. I would like to acquire new skills, new ideas and new feelings. But the school bell sounded Association, the teachers always put the students up to a rope. The family was still send their children to do the care and guidancon button good boy, and then reluctantly walked away. How I would like to stay there, watching the children when discussing the weather, and the world face filled with curiosity.