What does Lao She's "absolutely detached laissez-faire attitude" towards children inspire you? Tell me your opinion.

When I was two years old and three months old, his father left Jinan in the south, and Wuhan joined the flood of the Anti-Japanese War. Seeing my father again, I have eight. Seeing the side of my head, I think my father is very old. He just had his appendix cut, so he couldn't stand up straight and stood on his two hands pressed together by sugar cane. I called him "Dad" timidly, and he raised an arm to touch my head and called me "B". I find that at home, he is very serious and can't talk casually, son, but there is nothing special about intimacy. He is seriously anemic and complains about dizziness all day, but he doesn't leave his desk and writes "Four generations under one roof" every day. He seldom goes to Chongqing. He was in Beibei when his happiest friend came to see him. Only this time, before his words, he became very talkative and often told a series of jokes, which made everyone laugh their heads off. Once a child who is not interested in him is not asked, counseled or cared, he will take a laissez-faire attitude and be absolutely detached. He agreed that I seemed interested in almost everything and playing at that time, just as he appreciated my interest in painting, carving stamps and collecting stamps, singing and participating in social activities. He knew he couldn't help laughing. When I was in the fifth grade of primary school, I was elected to the primary school board, thinking it was coke, but I occasionally commented that this silly boy Luo's underarm lamp stuck out his thumb and was in poor health, and he played a ball with the children. I saw him standing on the edge of the grass, sipping his mouth and saying that he was happy. He looked happy. He likes to take me to visit friends, teahouses and bathhouses. Walking on the road, he always walks in front with crutches, and I follow closely behind. He never touches my hand or talks to me. What am I like? Behind him, I can always see his legs and feet, and an old pair of high heels has been worn out. In this way, I followed in his footsteps for more than two years until he went to America. Now, when I close my eyes, I can see a pair of curved high heels. I want to follow it to the ends of the earth, without worrying, talking or thinking, but it can know the whole world.

See that I have a 15-year-old boy whose father is a third-grade student. The gift he brought me back from America was a box of ore samples, which contained more than 20 lovely small stones, shining with strange brilliance. Everyone has a scientific name and a simple explanation. According to friends abroad, he misses his three children very much, but he has never written a letter to them. He often writes many interesting letters to his children's friends, such as Mr. Bing Xin's children.

I was surprised to find that my father, as an independent adult, adopted an unusual adult and equal attitude. When he saw me, he called me "Yi Shu" instead of "Little B" and held out his hand to shake my hand. After graduating from high school, I passed the exam to study the Soviet Union, and my father was very happy. In the past five years, the Soviet Union has visited me at three meetings at the request of Leningrad.

Although his father is very honest with adults and friends and often discusses some serious problems with me, I often feel strongly that his heart is with me and his children. Once, I went to the northeast on business. Before I left, he said goodbye. He asked you about the ticket he cared about, and I said yes. He said, "Tell me, I saw Zhuang's spacious barium car cheating and incited me to take out my ticket to approve it. Then I asked him where it was." He said, "This is not what two Gongs in two villages in Shaanxi said." In a poor situation, my father asked these two questions and I laughed all the way. "Love between men and women, fatherly love and deep expression of fatherly love may be too strange. Niu Gai's position is a basket of Taiping Lake to spend a dark night with him. I touched his face and held his hand with tears in my eyes.

I'm sad and lucky.