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Composition on Children in the Eyes of Parents

I don’t know what kind of girl I am, but as the saying goes, “The eyes of the masses are sharp”, then listen to my family’s What do the basic people, my parents, say about me? In their eyes, what kind of person am I? In my mother’s eyes, I am not like other girls who obey my parents in everything, she said. I am a willful person. I remember one day in June, the weather was sultry, and the cicadas on the tree were making people upset. I looked back at the pair of trousers my mother had prepared for me, and wondered if my mother was too busy. On a June day, it would be half-cooked to bury an egg in the sand, but she still asked me to wear trousers? I thought Then, I stuffed the pants into the closet without mercy, pulled out a short skirt and put it on, and stood proudly in front of the mirror and spun around. My mother came over and saw that I was wearing a short skirt, and her face immediately sank. While asking me to take off my skirt, he told me annoying truths. I was too lazy to listen and retorted casually: "You always believe in the weather forecast. The weather forecast is not accurate at all. It said it was going to rain yesterday. Isn't that a good thing? Even if it rains, it will only last for a short while. It’s so cool! Besides, I’m not a charming lady, so what should I be afraid of?” After saying that, before my mother could reply, I picked up my schoolbag and ran away. Walking on the way to school, looking at this beautiful short skirt on my body, I felt joy in my heart. When I came to the classroom, I looked out the window and the sun was still scorching, and there was no sign of rain at all. But soon after, the sky became overcast, and then it started to rain. The rain got heavier and heavier, and it didn't stop even after school was over. Seeing my classmates go home one by one, I feel really bad. Standing alone at the school gate, I was shivering from the cold. Thanks to my mother’s umbrella and clothes, I was not frozen. In my father's opinion, I am not as careful as a girl and am a complete sloppy person. That night, my favorite TV show happened to be on. In order to watch the show on time, I finished my homework randomly, stuffed it into my school bag, and went straight to the TV. Just when I saw the highlight, my father appeared out of nowhere. Seeing that I was watching TV instead of doing my homework, he asked me: "Have you watched TV after you finished your homework?" I said absently: "I finished it long ago." Dad said he wanted to check, so I had to bite the bullet and slowly take it out of my schoolbag. Tundi took out his homework book and showed him. Dad just read it hastily and found nearly half of the wrong questions. Most of them were caused by carelessness in being eager to watch TV. I looked at it, and my face was burning. I really wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it. This kind of thing has happened more than once, and my parents have repeatedly reminded me to get rid of this bad habit, but I just ignored it, going in with my left ear and coming out with the right ear. In the eyes of my parents, I have too much willfulness. When the rice was burnt, he blamed it on the thin bottom of the pot; when he was too lazy to work, he called the thick layer of ash on the floor the "floor protection layer"; when he made faces, he made his angry mother laugh. Running away in the rain is called free and easy. This is me, a cheerful, lively and willful girl.

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