The environment where I grew up, green mountains and rivers, endless green. A long stream emerges from the valley and winds its way to the field. The clear stream is full of cheerful fish.

Red, yellow, purple and pink flowers are blooming on the grass on the shore. I like blowing dandelions best. Listen to mom, making wishes while blowing is very effective! The wheat fields in the distance fluttered with the wind. The rape blossoms in spring make this pastoral oil painting even more dazzling.

Stretching mountains stand in the clouds. On a cloudy day, the outline of the mountains looms. When the weather is fine, my friends and I often go to the foot of the mountain and want to explore in the mountains. . .

After school, we carried a military satchel, running all the way, and rushed to this world outside the compound to bake sweet potatoes and sausages in the ravine. The friends climbed up the tree to dig the eggs, and the students below were all booing. . . Even a tomb of an anonymous person in the Qing Dynasty was found, and everyone used their imagination to describe the incident. . . The dog in front of the villagers' house is our enemy. Every time we try to sneak into someone else's yard and pick an apricot, we can't succeed. . . It's getting dark, and parents come out to call their children's names and go back to their homes to find their mothers.

This is my childhood memory. Besides attending classes and doing homework, I just play silly, play all kinds of games and be naughty. When we were young, we still kept in touch with each other. Whenever we recall all kinds of interesting things and look at the children around us, we can't help but feel a little confused: what kind of childhood does our child want?

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Children have been attending various interest classes since they were three years old. Parents who pick up their children from school every day chat with each other. What did your children learn and what did my children learn? Parents inquire about which early education is good, which painting center is good and which music center is good through various channels. . .

In addition to interest classes on weekends, it is a children's paradise in various shopping centers. Eating, drinking and having fun are one-stop, and the whole day is different. In children's eyes, the world may be toys and playgrounds. I also copied the pattern of this weekend, going in the morning 10 and coming back at night. I was so tired that I was dizzy with the noisy environment, the noisy crowd, the dirty air and the warmth in the amusement park. I stared at others for more than half of the time.

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I took my children back to my parents' home during the winter vacation and returned to my childhood world. Away from the city, it suddenly became quiet. There are no shopping centers and amusement parks here, only trees, flowers and soil endowed by nature. Different lifestyles are also an experience!

Walking around the garden-like courtyard with warmth every day, stepping on the fallen leaves on the ground, I got to know banyan, willow, banana and all kinds of trees that can't be named. She saw the dazzling pink plum blossoms, smelled the refreshing wintersweet and saw the lotus leaves in the pond.

She rolled on the grass, picked up the leaves, found the clover and picked up the fallen flowers. Playing with stones on the grass with friends, weaving garlands with wicker, and exploring the mountains with broken branches on their backs. Sometimes, I will crawl around in the potholed mountains and play hide-and-seek with my friends.

Once, other friends jumped down from a high stone and watched from a distance.

I asked her, Warm, do you want to try?

"Mom, I dare not."

"It looks a little high, and you are a little scared." As soon as my voice fell, her best friend Qing Qing came over and said, "Warm, you can do it, come on!" " Children's encouragement is like a huge energy ball, warm and eager to try. Unfortunately, she still can't do it.

Compared with her familiarity in the amusement park, such an outdoor "outing" is very warm and strange. Being warm is very uncomfortable for challenging things. No matter how much I encourage, I still can't do it.

I finally understand that "persistence" and "courage" cannot be encouraged. It can grow from your own body.

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Yesterday, I made an appointment with my friends to "explore" the real countryside. I walked through bumpy pits and farmhouses full of barking dogs. Along the way, the vegetable fields were full of Chinese cabbage, cabbage and lettuce. I listened to my friends' introductions with warm curiosity. Her face was full of surprise.

The chickens, ducks and geese raised in a farm are all free-range, and the smell in the air is pervasive. . . Chickens, ducks and geese take a leisurely walk, eat and hatch eggs. . . We are busy distinguishing cock from hen, male goose from female goose, and we clap our hands warmly and happily.

In the pond at the corner, there are many ducks paddling to catch fish. A mother duck walked in the water with her duckling, turned around enthusiastically and began to cosplay with me. "Mom, you are a baby duck now, and I am a mother duck. . . "

Walking to the foot of the mountain, it is a temple with very strong incense. Warm and curious, ask me what is a monk, what is incense and what is Buddha. . . There are two big dogs in the cage next to the temple, barking at us and standing there watching enthusiastically for a long time.

My friend suggested climbing the mountain. I picked up two branches as crutches, and I was as warm as a treasure, holding the crutches to climb up. "Mom, why is this mountain so difficult to climb?"

"Mom, I will never climb mountains again."

"Mom, come on, that mountain can be seen far away. . . "

"Mom, I'm going to plant the pine cones I picked in the field." She knelt on the ground and dug hard with branches.

Warm, like green with your hands. Qingqing's mother encouraged her, "The earth is a gift from nature, and she has given mankind the most important food". I don't know if Wennuan understands. She carefully turned over the soil with her hands. It can be seen that she is not used to "Mom, help me". I squatted down to dig with her. This is a close contact with nature, and the opportunity is rare. Small hands and faces are covered with mud.

When she came to the highest place, Qingqing's mother asked, "Warm, are you willing to challenge this highest place?

"Want"

"Warm and I struggled to climb up." Warm, if you find it difficult, we'll go down now. "

"don't".

I fell hard and was warm, rolling and crawling.

Warm and covered with mud, the strong wind made her nose run down.

"Warm, will you come next time?" "come"

On the way down the mountain, the spring water on the rock layer dripped and was crystal clear. The children marveled at the wonders of nature.

I slept soundly last night and the little guy was exhausted. Looking at her sleeping face, I seem to feel her persistence and courage. This close contact with nature, for me, let me see the nourishment nature gives children. For warmth, I think she should find firmness and courage. This is a gift from nature!