I was suddenly moved by this girl who didn’t want to be a hero. How many people in this world longed to be heroes when they were young?

According to Voice of China's "News Horizontal" report, "Mom, I don't want to be a hero, I want to be someone who sits on the roadside and applauds." This sentence comes from a blog post by Taiwanese female writer Liu Jirong . In fact, this is a blog post from more than a year ago, but it has become popular on Weibo in the past few days.

The general meaning of the entire article is that my daughter, who is in middle school, has always had average academic performance, but she was unanimously voted by the whole class as the "most admired classmate" for many reasons: she is enthusiastic about helping others and trustworthy. , don't like to get angry, easy to get along with, etc. What I write most is optimistic and humorous. The mother jokingly said to her daughter: "You are about to become a hero." But the daughter said seriously, "I don't want to be a hero, I want to be someone who sits on the roadside and applauds." This sparked a discussion: Children want to be ordinary people. , what should parents think?

For a long time, what we have heard most is "Don't let your children lose at the starting line." Therefore, the children study, compete, catch up, and cheer in the front, while the parents work desperately behind them. People seem to be involuntarily entering into a "race to the top" track, and are so busy that they even neglect to stop, calm down, and listen carefully to their children's voices. As the author said, "How many people in this world longed to be heroes when they were young, but ended up becoming ordinary people in the world of fireworks. If they are healthy, if they are happy, and if they do not go against their own will, why should our children do it? A kind-hearted ordinary person.

My daughter’s classmates call her “No. 23”. There are a total of 50 people in her class. Every time she takes an exam, her daughter ranks 23rd. With this nickname, she has become a real middle-class student.

We think this nickname is harsh, but my daughter happily accepts it. My own "little superman" is full of praise, but he can only act dull. Not only do other children have outstanding achievements, but they also have many talents. Only our "No. 23" has nothing to show off. When I saw those children with extraordinary talents in the entertainment program, my eyes lit up with envy.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, relatives and friends gathered together in a large private room, and the conversation gradually turned to each family. The children took advantage of the wine and asked them to talk about what they would do in the future. They were pianists, celebrities, and politicians. , which won a burst of admiration.

The 12-year-old daughter was busy picking crabs and peeling shrimps for her little brothers and sisters, serving soup and wiping her lips. People suddenly remembered that she was the only one left. She said it. Under the urging of everyone, she answered seriously: "When I grow up, my first wish is to be a kindergarten teacher and lead the children to sing, dance and play games. "Everyone politely expressed their approval, and then asked her about her second choice. She said openly: "I want to be a mother, wearing an apron with Jingle Cat printed on it, cooking dinner in the kitchen, and then telling stories to my children. , leading him to watch the stars on the balcony. "

The relatives and friends were stunned, looking at each other, not knowing what to say. My husband looked extremely embarrassed.

In fact, we have also used a lot of brains. In order to improve her academic performance, Hire a tutor, sign up for tutoring classes, and buy various materials. The child is quite sensible. She stopped reading comic books, quit the paper-cutting class, and gave up on sleeping on the weekends. Like a tired bird, she dropped out of one class. She rushed to another class and worked through piles of papers and exercise books. But she was a child, and her body couldn't bear it anymore. She caught a severe cold and was still in the hospital bed with fluids. Pneumonia. After recovering from the illness, the child's face became smaller, but the final exam results still made us laugh and cry.

Later, we also tried to increase nutrition and material incentives. After several attempts, my daughter's face became increasingly pale. Moreover, as soon as she was about to take the exam, she began to suffer from anorexia, insomnia, and sweating, and then she got 33rd place in the exam, which shocked us.

My husband and I quietly gave up the vigorous activities to promote seedlings, restored her normal work and rest schedule, gave her the right to draw comics, and allowed her to continue to subscribe to books and newspapers such as "Children's Humor". The family has been stable for a long time. . We feel sorry for our daughter, but we are also unspeakably confused when it comes to her grades.

On the weekend, a group of colleagues went on an outing together.

Everyone cooked their own special dishes and took their husbands and children for a picnic. There were lots of laughter along the way, as children from this family sang and children from that family performed skits. My daughter didn’t have any special skills, she just kept clapping happily. From time to time, she ran to the back and looked after the food, arranging the tilted lunch boxes, tightening loose bottle caps, and wiping up the spilled vegetable juices. She was busy like a careful little housekeeper.

During the picnic, an unexpected thing happened. Two little boys, one a math Olympiad ace and the other an English master, held a piece of glutinous rice cake on the plate at the same time. Neither of them wanted to let go, let alone share it equally. Rich delicacies were served continuously, but they didn't even look at them. The adults laughed and sighed, and even tried to persuade and coax them, but nothing worked. In the end, it was my daughter who easily broke the deadlock by tossing a coin.

On the way back, there was a traffic jam and some children became anxious. My daughter’s jokes came one after another, and everyone in the car was amused. Her hands were not idle, and she cut out many small animals from colorful cartons containing food, which attracted the admiration of these children. When it was time to get off the bus, everyone got their own zodiac sign cutout. Hearing the children thanking them profusely, my husband couldn't help but smile proudly.

After the midterm exam, I received a call from my daughter’s class teacher. First of all, I learned that my daughter’s grades were still average. However, he said that there was something strange he wanted to tell me. He had been teaching for 30 years and this was the first time he had encountered such a thing.

There is an additional question on the Chinese language test paper: Which classmate in the class do you admire the most? Please tell me why. Except for my daughter, all the students in the class actually wrote their daughters’ names. There are many reasons: being enthusiastic about helping others, keeping one's word, not being angry, being easy to get along with, etc. The most written ones are optimistic and humorous. The class teacher also said that many students suggested that she be the class monitor. He sighed: Although your daughter has average grades, she is really an outstanding person.

I jokingly said to my daughter, you are about to become a hero. My daughter, who was knitting a scarf, tilted her head and thought about it, and then told me seriously that the teacher once said a motto: When a hero passes by, someone must sit on the roadside and applaud. She said softly: "Mom, I don't want to be a hero, I want to be the person sitting on the roadside applauding."

I was shocked and looked at her silently. She knitted the wool quietly, and the pale pink threads twisted around the bamboo needles, as if the time was spitting out tiny buds in her hands inch by inch. My heart suddenly felt warm.

At that moment, I was suddenly moved by this girl who didn’t want to be a hero. How many people in this world longed to be heroes when they were young, but ended up becoming ordinary people in the world of fireworks. If they are healthy, if they are happy, if they do not go against their own will, then why should our children be kind-hearted ordinary people.

When she grows up, she will definitely become a virtuous wife, a gentle mother, and even an enthusiastic colleague and a kind neighbor. During those long years, she was able to live the life she wanted peacefully. As a parent, what kind of better future do you want to pray for for your children?

I like to stand in the wind and watch the floating clouds in the blue sky!