A letter to my daughter who is about to be a senior in high school

The senior year of high school is a necessary time for children. Children are about to enter the senior year of high school to prepare for the battle of the college entrance examination. Below I have compiled the letters I wrote to my daughter who is about to be a senior in high school. You are welcome to read it. A letter to my daughter who is about to be a senior in high school

Dear daughter:

Time is running fast, and with the end of the college entrance examination, you are about to become a senior in high school. Senior year of high school is a long and hard year for you. During this year, you will have to take countless exams, and each exam may be a challenge for you. You should maintain an optimistic attitude and face every challenge happily. Facing the setbacks you may encounter in the future calmly, I believe you will no longer complain about the unfairness of fate, because you understand that a wonderful life needs to be created by yourself.

Some people say that the third year of high school is like shedding tears, and after shedding them, you become mature. ?

Your ideal is to study Chinese, and I respect your choice. I really hope that my dream will come true in next year’s college entrance examination and that I can pursue my favorite major in the future. Your biggest wish as a mother is nothing more than your daughter’s happiness, and I believe you will succeed.

In your senior year of high school, you may be confused by the blooming roses of youth, but I think dreams will always be in your heart.

In your senior year of high school, you don’t have time to stop and appreciate the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers in spring. The fragrance of roses cannot shake your eternal faith...

Time is rushing, don’t be stingy. Sweat, because you understand that the third year of high school requires more sweat and hardship. Come on for your dreams, my daughter.

Mom

Letter 2 to her daughter who is about to be a senior in high school on June 8th

Child:

It’s June again. People rush to take exams, but the exams are similar every year and different from year to year. I remember that last year I wrote the preface about June for the campus publication. On the other hand, on June 7, I only touched it briefly after finishing the essay test, and then time continued to rotate on the track. At that time, you were standing barefoot on the floor of the 14th floor, looking up and roaring, like a restrained little wolf. At that time, we didn't have to worry about the college entrance examination. We were breathing in our own breath. You were running around geography and I was running around the hospital. Worry fear and then calm down to geometric shapes. It’s another year of joyful spring and happy summer solstice. It’s noble to forget the pain. So I indulged in mediocrity and did not write to you. It was right not to write to you. Mediocrity and vulgarity are convincing a woman. I fell in love with the worldly river and cannot see the rushing waves. I fall in love with the laziness in nature and cannot see the ups and downs of the waves. I lurked quietly in the days, and whenever I talked about poetry, it was just a flea in my heart, a little itchy. You also called me home on time. Also because we talked late at night, you couldn't get up on time the next day. I didn't have much regret. I liked to drag you behind and have fun. At that time, your arrogance Aohui will be completely conquered by me. You are helpless and I am proud of you.

But on the eve of the college entrance examination, you stand in front of the window and look at your senior classmates, as if you are sinking into the vast expanse of wasteland.

I understand, it’s almost my senior year of high school.

Yes, the third year of high school is coming soon. I am glad that the third year of high school is coming slowly, and I am still there; I am glad that the spring breeze is understanding and allows people to follow their footsteps; I am glad that even though the dust is like a horse crowing, it is just A sudden surprise. When the third year of high school came, the child said: Mom, don’t you think it’s fast? That year when I came to middle school, I caught up with the new curriculum reform. I couldn’t cry because of math, and I couldn’t cry because of geography. Later, I became a liberal arts major. born. And you, your mother, let me take care of you as a child, you can't let go of my mother's dream, you can't let go of my mother's nagging, mother, I cried that day, but you were like an ignorant child. At your wits' end, you admit your mistake. My lovely mother, you don’t know that you are both the dreamland and the future in my heart. Daughter, from now on I am changing, from now on I have a job, I start to look for the classical Chinese in laziness between rest and interval.

Reading for you is like a dream, let alone talk about fate, God is taking care of the weak us.

In the past year, I have been sitting in front of you, paying attention to my speech and behavior, and paying attention to my speech arteries.

Learn how to look at the flowers and snow alone in a small secluded pocket, learn how to show off on Taobao and pretend to be wind and cloud. This is the pulse of peace. We already know how to avoid snakes or thorns, how to talk about our ideals, and seem to be tolerant while escaping. You are trying to travel through the universe of geography and history, while I am trying to stand against the wind. During the year, I actually envied the brilliance in the vast ocean of poetry writing, but I was lost. I had no energy to explore the world of poetry. I envied the deep and vast sea in words. The next small fish in that world was about to be stranded, and I was still swimming after all. A lone little fish on the edge. In the afternoon you also said: Mom, our teacher Ma said that we are just sheep dung and balls soaked in the donkey pen, and we are nothing at all. Yes, thanks to Teacher Ma’s vivid native language, I am just like you, crawling around in a world of sheep dung and balls.

After all the hard work, I just walked around the streets. And you, want to merge into the ocean of the future world.

I am on this shore, and you have to reach the other shore.

So here I am: I sit upright, I am mediocre, I giggle, I also cry, I also envy those who write poetry, I say the good things about everyone, and I forget myself. I saw the heaven, earth and nature, and then I was grateful to God in my heart.

So here, I enjoy my mediocrity. You said: Mom, don’t love others. Writers are not writers. Don’t love. I want to love you when you walk barefoot on the floor and reveal your two big yellow teeth.

I said, no, I still need to love the motherland, love nature, and love life. Are you still laughing at me after saying this?

No, I still love geography, history, politics, my classmates and Teacher Ma.

I continued to say, and grandma, the main thing is to love myself.

Whatever we say, we end up returning to our own beds and naked poverty. Then silence.

Daughter, you are a star given to me by God. As long as you light up the dark night. But we all have to be careful about catching cold.

Yes, especially in the third year of high school, don’t catch a cold and spend the time quietly before dawn. We listen to the wind blowing again in the tunnel, meditate and walk quietly.

Now that you are in your senior year of high school, I want to bless you, and I want to win the dusk with you for an idiom.

I would like to note that on my pillow in my senior year of high school, I memorized the motto in class that year.

In your senior year of high school, the school will move you to the first row. I won't appear at the door of your classroom at any time, and Teacher Ma will hate me. The egg will be in your pocket, waiting for you to get out of school. I will not use my body to disturb your in-depth reading of the book, no, I will persist, I will insist, I will put down my thoughts every day, I will giggle, I will read classical Chinese, I will learn to say ah? and other pronunciations that are conducive to breathing, and I will eat more. Sleep, pay more attention to your sister and brother, and I don’t think about those literary rewards anymore,? I won’t go to Luyuan?, you know what it means, I won’t publish a book, and I won’t pucker up for a poem. brow. My child, I just buy groceries and cook. You can wash the pots for me as appropriate, and tell me about things in your class as appropriate, and talk about Teacher Ma’s evil words, as appropriate, on Sunday afternoon. Wash your school uniform, or talk to me about the principles of heaven and earth.

However, the time that must pass through in the third year of high school is just a special term and a sign of growth. Why should we take it too seriously? It is the last word that things will come naturally. Naturally, it just allows you to experience the sea of ??questions and transcendence. It is just an icon that each of us starts planning on the eve of entering college. Just like a poem that is difficult to give birth to, it will eventually be born.

In my senior year of high school, I am going to write a letter and wait for you to open it. You are in your senior year of high school. I wish all the grown-up children about to enter their senior year of high school after the International Children’s Day. You are wearing a school uniform and have short hair, and are capable and neat. You can do whatever you want, as long as you sit firmly on the boat, and you can do whatever comes, as long as you hold the oar.

In my third year of high school, I watched the pampas grass bend and stretch with time, as soft and flexible as the pampas grass, which is not frightening.

But Mao Zedong said, study hard and make progress every day. All you want to do is study hard, no matter when, no matter why you study, no matter what the meaning, no matter what the future is. Small, medium, big is just the preface to life. Stand tall with your hair tied up, not confused, and know the destiny. Once your ears pass by, you will no longer learn. My child is too tired.

I have been waiting for you and accompanying you.

XXX

XXXX. Time flies like a sword, and the sun and the moon fly by. In the blink of an eye, you will be greeted by the last school year before you enter college, that is, the senior year of high school. Your mother and I have also experienced the situation in the last school year. So I can feel it. I have let go of your studies since you entered high school. I feel that you have grown up, although you are not very clear about what you want and you are also very confused about your ideals. , but I also understand your thoughts from my daily conversations with you, and I still agree with many of your views. Secondly, I feel that there are some things that are meaningless if repeated, and may even arouse your resentment. , resulting in a rebellious mentality. But I still have to say a few words here. Mom, I hope that after entering the third year of high school, you can treat your studies with a normal mind. For foreign languages, Chinese must be memorized and memorized. Mathematics must have a solid foundation. Try to correct your careless mistakes, don't make stupid mistakes again and again, and try not to lose points on the questions you know how to do. You should calm down and think more about what your problems are, and understand what the teacher said thoroughly. If you don't understand, Ask more, ask for advice more, and do less patting on the thigh afterwards. Of course, there are certain uncertainties in the college entrance examination, but opportunities will never favor the unprepared.

My mother knows that because of my childhood The reason is that you have always lacked confidence in yourself, but I firmly believe that you are a capable child. This mid-term exam can prove this. Although the score of a test does not mean anything, it at least shows that you are capable. You must believe it. You should be confident in yourself. After you start school and live on campus, you should eat more staple food, drink less drinks, and eat appropriate snacks. But try not to patronize the small stalls near the school, for the reasons I have said before. Eat appropriately after studying. Participate in some recreational activities on a regular basis. Sitting there all day may not necessarily result in good learning results. Let your brain relax. You must get enough sleep. After a good rest, your mind will be clear and your learning efficiency will be high. In short In terms of study, Mom, I hope you can calm down and think deeply about what is best for you, because only you know your own situation best, and other people’s opinions can only be used as a reference. Mom, I hope you can Be confident. I believe you will do your best. You also know that mom and I have not had high expectations for you in study. I only ask that you try your best. No matter what the result is, we must accept it calmly. Learning is your own business. , the future road must be walked by yourself. At least you have to be responsible for yourself. As parents, we can only remind you appropriately when you don't know the direction and give you some opinions for your reference. The final decision is in your hands. For example, when your father asked you to take tutoring during the holiday, you convinced me with sufficient reasons, and in the end I agreed to it. Although your father complained about me afterwards and said that I was too indulgent to you, I think as long as it is you I should support you if you are correct. As you grow older and accumulate knowledge, I feel that your sense of autonomy has greatly improved. Every time you encounter different opinions in our conversations, you will stick to your own. Advocate, express your opinion. This makes me feel very gratified. At the same time, I also feel the gap with you in terms of knowledge. This also prompts me to read more books and constantly enrich myself to avoid shortcomings. The gap between you and me.

After talking about studies, let’s talk about life. I have always been worried about your lazy mother. I have hoped that you can do your own things since you were a child. Do it by yourself, and usually let you do what you can, intentionally or unintentionally. But for some reason, you are very resistant to doing housework. No matter what my health is like, for me who is half exhausted, you and your dad are both You can remain indifferent and do what you have to do. You never know how to take the initiative to help. You must know that you are also a member of this family. Don’t you also enjoy making the home tidy and comfortable? To put it bluntly, housework is not difficult, as long as you use your hands. , you can do it with a little effort and time. Besides, it’s not that you can’t do it. After all, you are 18 years old this year and you have got an ID card, which means you are an adult. Besides, the taste of your cooking last summer was even better than mine. , the mopped floor is also very clean. Just do some housework for your family and yourself.

Are you so reluctant? Since I had the operation, my physical strength has been incomparable with before. You also know that your father and I have not had an easy journey. Although we do not have a millionaire, your father and I have grown from the old days. You are well aware of the hardships from the beginning of debt to the time when you are now living without worries about food and clothing. In addition, your father is super playful and is a hands-off manager of housework. Ever since I had you, I have taken care of you and gone to work alone. Doing housework.

What is gratifying is that you have been more sensible since I was a child. When I encounter something unhappy or feel tired, I always like to talk to you, and you will always be like He enlightened me in a timely manner like an adult and brought me a lot of comfort. Thank God for allowing us to become mother and daughter in this life. Even if there is an afterlife, we will never meet again. We should cherish each other. Every time I ask you When doing housework, you always look extremely reluctant, even very painful, which makes me very unhappy. You also try to excuse yourself by saying that you are an informal person. Please, Miss, Can laziness be compared with informality? I'm not really asking you to do anything. I'm not at the point where I can't even do housework. I just want you to have an idea. As a member of the family, no matter who you are, Do your best to share the responsibilities for family affairs. I have always thought that you are a good child. You are kind-hearted, considerate, generous and helpful. You are always dedicated to your classmates and friends, but why can't you do your best for your family? How much energy do you have? One day you will leave home and enter the society, and one day you will also be a wife and mother. Mom, I hope you can gradually get rid of your laziness and run your own small family well. Maybe you If you say that I am unfounded, you think that as the living environment changes, people will also change. This is correct. I hope my worries are unnecessary. I hope that in the near future I can see a confident, upbeat, lively and healthy person. , you are full of youthful vitality and working tirelessly for your future.

Things are unpredictable. Mom, I hope you can cherish everything you have, including family and friends. There is a certain degree of uncertainty in the future. Live in the moment and live every day down-to-earth. No matter what the result is, as long as you try your best, don’t feel disappointed. As parents, we will do our best to help you, but the key still lies in yourself. I hope you can make it with your own abilities. Create a sky of your own. This is the third letter I have written to you since you went to school. Maybe I am saying some things repeatedly, but please don’t get bored. Although your father and I gave you life, It is very hard to raise you. But I have no intention of influencing you, nor do I want you to live according to our wishes. On the contrary, I hope that you will be an independent person. I have taught you since you were a child that as a girl, you must be self-improving. , be independent and don’t rely on anyone. There are indeed many things you have done that satisfy me, which makes me feel that all my hard work has not been in vain. Although you still have shortcomings of one kind or another, as the saying goes, no one is perfect, gold There is no shame, and besides, you are still in the stage of growth, and you still have a long way to go in the future. I believe that as your knowledge continues to increase and your life experience gradually improves, you will understand my heart.