Yesterday I was recording in the Himalayas and the system recommended a poem "Take a Snail for a Walk". I was very curious about it at the time. After reading it, I was very happy and gained a lot of insights. God gave Sudi a task, asking her to take a snail for a walk. But this

Yesterday I was recording in Himalaya . The system recommended a poem "Take a Snail for a Walk". I was very curious about it at the time. After reading it, I was very happy and gained a lot of insights.

God gave Sudi a task and asked her to take a snail for a walk. But this little snail crawled too slowly. Su Di urged, threatened or blamed, breaking out into a sweat, but Snail just looked at her with apologetic eyes, as if to say: I have tried my best!

Su Di was very anxious, right? The snail pulled, pulled, and kicked. The snail felt aggrieved and injured, and crawled slower and slower. Sudi really wanted to leave her alone, but she was worried that she would not be able to explain it to God. She had no choice but to be patient and let the snail crawl slowly, while she followed behind at a speed close to stillness with her little mouth pouted.

At this moment, Su Di suddenly smelled flowers. It turned out that there was a garden here. Then, she heard the chirping of birds and felt the comfortable feeling of breeze blowing on her face. Later, Su Di also saw the setting sun, the red sky and countless stars.

Only then did Sudi realize God’s kindness: She didn’t ask me to take the snail for a walk, but asked the snail to take me for a walk!

Taste life, slow is fast, we can occasionally be together If you take a walk with your snail, you will definitely discover a lot of beauty that you usually don’t notice.

Waste your time on beautiful things. You can't always chase in such a hurry in life, as that will make you miss a lot of better things.

Educating children is too much like leading a snail for a walk. This week, my two little beasts finally returned to school. For the past two months, they were taking online classes at home in Beijing, and I would occasionally study with them.

Because the exam was coming soon, the math teacher left 9 problem-solving ideas. I spent two days on the weekend with my son to solve these 9 questions, and it took a lot of effort to solve 2 questions. My throat is already filled with smoke.

I said to myself at least 100 times, why are you so stupid and so hard! I still couldn't hold back and couldn't say it. I was afraid that this labeling of emotional expression would have a mark on my children. Reason told me that I couldn't do it, but my sensibility told me that I was too angry and almost couldn't bear it.

The battle continued for 500 rounds in the afternoon, and I had just mastered 5 questions. After a change of flexibility, I lost my ability. I was already on the verge of collapse. I have spent one day studying with my son, and I have no weekend time of my own. The result is too frustrating.

The sister upstairs studied by herself for 2 hours, and she basically didn’t let me worry about her studies. This bald guy has nothing but skin to worry about and studies so much. I really want to stuff him away!

Finally, to comfort myself, I’d better go to school next week and learn from the teacher. I’m at the end of my rope, so I’d better go to bed...

I got home a little late yesterday. The children were asleep. I saw my son’s diary on the desk. Write "Today I learned another question." I also wrote the word "laugh" and drew a smiling face.

My heart melted. I was still too impatient and too demanding of such a young child with my own standards and expectations. At that time, I thought my son was just that cute little snail.

I have to have the mentality of going for a walk with the "snail" and adjust to the child's growth rhythm, just like his own. I praise myself for knowing a question every day. The key is to smile in response.

Children are the closest to philosophers, and they are the most rewarding every day. Isn’t this the most difficult thing for us adults to train ourselves to “put first things first”. Because adults are too greedy, wanting too much and not needing much.

I get wisdom and energy from my snail son. The most important thing is at this moment, to be satisfied with the joy of a question and to praise my little progress. My son is my most precious wealth.

In the process of growing up with children, although there are times when we get angry and lose patience, our children unknowingly give us the happiest time.

Only when you have a child can you understand the pain of being a mother, and how difficult is parenting. Only when you have a child can you understand the meaning of life and how to live a beautiful life. Only when you have a child can you understand what giving is. Enjoy the fireworks and family happiness!

Let’s treat our children as snails. Let us accompany them slowly and take a walk together.

In fact, we need to slow down more than fast pace. We can also "smell the flowers", "feel the breeze", "hear the birds chirping" and "see the bright stars in the sky". Living in At this moment, life is actually so simple and beautiful...

　 Walk slowly, and you will find that the feeling of walking quietly and slowly is so beautiful!

Walk slowly, and you will find so many pleasant scenery along the way!

Slowly, you will find how cute and unique our children are!