A word about family style, family education, family training and family rules

Speaking of my family style, that is two words: rigorous.

Let's talk about this "strictness" first, which means strictness. Dad is always meticulous and pursues perfection. He is strict with himself, so is he with me. Take my homework as an example. Even if it is done well, dad will find fault with eggs. Once he finds out my mistake, he will never stop talking. I don't know where he got such a good eloquence. His breath almost drowned me. After training, let me rewrite it all. Although I am dissatisfied, I know that the protest is invalid. Besides, dad is above everything else, and I can only dare to be angry and dare not speak. But it's also good. Almost all my exercise books are "excellent".

But what impressed me was not those "Excellence", but those "failures", which made me understand my father's painstaking efforts. Dad was on a business trip these days, and I thought I didn't have to do my homework so hard. I cheered when my father left. As a result, I scribbled my homework, not to mention what the teacher taught me the next day. Worse things are yet to come. When I came back from a business trip, my father flew into a rage after receiving the exercise book I handed me trembling, and yelled at me with a voice that was enough to break people's eardrums. After my father finished his training, I said weakly, "I won't dare again." There is a good saying: "If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer." . I finally realized it, and I dare not be careless anymore.

Let's talk about this "caution", but it is also cautious. Mom is a model. "Not afraid of 10 thousand, just afraid of one thousand" is my mother's mantra. Whenever I go to school, I always hear a few words: "Take an umbrella in case it rains?" "Bring water in case you are thirsty?" Wait, there are so many words, I even call her "mom in case". My mother always chooses between the left and the right when buying clothes, and she hasn't bought a dress after shopping for a long time. When I ask her, she always says, "There are so many fakes now. What if I am fooled? " It makes me laugh and cry. And I don't seem to have inherited my mother's caution. I made mistakes from time to time in the exam, and the score was 100. Now, I am trying to get rid of this shortcoming.

I grew up in such an environment and became excellent, so I love my family!