Yesterday afternoon, my son sent me one
He was very sad. Later he talked a lot. He just has a lot on his hands and doesn't know who Mao Xingyun is. I don't know how to comfort him. I simply replied a few words and forgot. When I woke up in the morning, I saw the news from my son in the middle of the night and found that he was still sad. I specially searched Mao Xingyun and got to know about this person. I understand my son's sadness. My son likes playing games, but he is not addicted to them. My son's dreams and dreams. He hopes to make a local animation containing China's 5,000-year-old civilization, and hopes to make a China animation with a historical mission, instead of an animation with so-called China elements imposed by western recognition. On weekdays, he often talks about the backwardness of China's cultural industry and animation games, and I still can't give it a score. I don't know how to answer his sad expression. The fall of such a game god somehow hit these children!
I saw a lot of messages saying, great, children can study hard when they are saved! There are many ugly words, and I am speechless. Is it a problem for these game developers that children love to play games? If so, there will be no such thing as games in the world, and parents should not reflect. Is there something wrong in the process of education that makes our children fall in love with games? We should reflect on ourselves, think about the people around us, brush up on Tik Tok, lie still on the sofa for hours, and catch up with the drama all night. Compared with children, we can have financial freedom and time freedom, but we are also addicted to it and waste a lot.
I think of my youth. At that time, a few young people who had just entered the office played Imperial Age and Red Alert every day when they were free. I play with them occasionally. My favorite games are Xian Xia Chuan and Monopoly. I don't like bloody killing games, sometimes I forget to go home for dinner.
I often have to work overtime after school because I take care of my children alone. Many times, he did his homework in my office. Sometimes the single boy in the office has nowhere to go, so he will play games in the office. My son will jump and stand by and watch them play. Sometimes he would kneel at their computer desk and let them teach him to play. I remember that he was still in kindergarten that year and I wanted to buy a computer. My husband strongly opposes it because he is afraid that children will become addicted to playing games. It's good to go to the office once in a while. I think computer is a necessity in my future life. My work is basically computer-savvy, so he will definitely use computers in his future study. This is the general trend. I can't stop him from contacting because he is afraid. Later, when I got a computer at home, I applied for a QQ number for him. Help him hang it on the computer to upgrade when he has time, and allow him to play games for ten to twenty minutes after finishing his homework.
Later, when I was in junior high school, my classmates set up a QQ group and found that his QQ number was extremely short, with a very high level, and he also raised a pet baby with a very high level. Everyone is especially envious of him. What is even more incredible is that I heard that his mother helped him take care of it, because their mother didn't allow them to play games, but secretly went to the Internet cafe together. I often tell my son that the games in Internet cafes are for adults. Don't go there if you are not an adult. When you are eighteen, I will leave you. Sometimes when I see some bad news in the Internet bar, I will take him to watch it. I will let him remember from an early age that Internet cafes are not places where normal children can go. As I wish, he has never been to an Internet cafe. Later, he went to high school once and came back to tell me. I said that we often rely on our own self-discipline, not on laws and regulations, because laws and regulations also need people to implement them.
He was so sad yesterday that he was far away from me with his dreams, but I ignored him. According to people's standards, he was not good enough to be admitted to 985 and 2 1 1 universities. Now he is still on the way to pursue his dreams, but he has been very self-disciplined, hardworking and warm since he was a child. I have hardly spent any effort in life and study. I just like being his audience.