My son runs in his father's shoes.

Originally, a perfect summer vacation plan allowed my son to make full use of the last summer vacation of junior high school, and enrolled his son in an intensive English and sports class to make up for those two weak subjects. His total score is perfect, but his son is indifferent, and these best plans are completely ruined. Fortunately, through studying, my energy has stabilized and I can calmly accept my son's present situation. Through laissez-faire and concentration, I found that there are still many bright spots in my son's character.

I told my son two days ago that I wanted to lose weight and hoped that he would run with me at night, but I didn't start last night, because I was not active and didn't work hard, so I can't put it off tonight. So I agreed to play mobile phone for my son for half an hour. Before playing mobile phone, talk to him first, and then go out for a run together. Then I came back in the evening and dictated a unit English word. My son didn't object.

My son is about to end his mobile phone. I reminded my son that I was going to change clothes and shoes and wait for him. After two minutes, my son really came out, gave me his mobile phone and went out with me.

Tonight, a cool breeze gently blew on my face, changing the heat of the day. It makes people feel comfortable. My son and I crossed the unpaved road and came to the park. There are many people in the park, some of whom dance in the square dance. Teenagers who look like students are practicing long jump. There are children playing with balance cars and fitness equipment. My son and I walked over and walked in the middle. My son walks very slowly.

I said softly, let's run. Are you running with me or am I running with you?

The son said, I don't want to run.

Well, I walked with my son for a while. There are more and more people here. Runners pass me from time to time. There are several students. I said to my son easily, look, they seem to be just like you. Probably, they came out to practice running for next year's physical education exam.

After that, I also started running. After running for a while, I found my son left behind, so I went back to accompany him. After running with the runner for a while, my son walked slowly behind. I ran back to accompany my son. Repeat this action three or four times. Suddenly my son ran away. Wow, his long legs run so fast. Can't catch up at all. I almost always run with all my strength. After running for a while, my voice is very uncomfortable. My legs are getting heavier and heavier, and I can't walk. I gritted my teeth and still gave up hope of catching up with my son. My son is getting farther and farther away from me. My son suddenly ran back from the path in circles, and I chased him desperately. After running a circle, my son is still running in circles. This time, I really can't see where my son has gone. I ran back blindly around the path. I ran around without seeing my son. Then I ran all the way home. You can't stop running. When you stop, you will feel your face as hot as fire. Look at the time, it's almost half an hour. I am very happy, because my son and I have run away. I came to the elevator and saw the elevator indicating the sixth floor. Guess my son just got back. Open the door. Sure enough, grandma said that her son had just come back, covered in sweat, and was taking a bath now. I am very happy. I think this kind of exercise and running is very meaningful, and my son can take a bath in time.

My son went back to his room after taking a shower, and I just chatted with him and came out. What is the son doing? I don't care if he turns on parental controls. I think time is running out. It turns out that before he ran just now, he didn't lengthen the tutoring time when playing my mobile phone. I quietly gave him half an hour. I didn't go in to disturb him. After an hour or two, he came to my room and asked me for essential balm, saying that he had been bitten by a mosquito. Ask him if he has lit mosquito-repellent incense, and he will say that he has. I gave my son a big compliment, thinking: Let him do this by himself, and then I went to my son's room. Look, he is looking at those things from the Ming Dynasty.

I smiled and suggested: don't forget to recite English words after reading for a while.

The son said quietly, I know.

I'm glad my son didn't object to my suggestion that he recite words.

Another hour passed, and I sat on the ground while charging and writing. My son pushed my door open, walked in slowly and said to me gently, Mom, I told you a bad thing, and I felt a lot of bags on my body. I think his arms are covered with big and small pieces of bright red ginger. I was surprised and opened his clothes. My son's back and chest are covered with bright red ginger slices. I immediately realized that it was not a mosquito bite, but an allergic reaction. It's so late now, it's almost 1 1 o'clock. The drugstore is closed, and I don't want to go all the way to the hospital. I opened my travel bag at once. I remember that I prepared these medicines when the children went out to play. No, hurry to the big medicine cabinet in the living room. Toss and turn, no anti-allergic drugs. I only found a small bottle of Thai herbal ointment brought by my sister. This can treat burns, sprains, rheumatism and joint pain. Another function is mosquito bites. I quickly put a lot of ointment on my son's arm, chest and back.

I asked with concern: Baby, is it itchy?

Son: it's okay, but it itches a little.

Grandma nervously said to let him take a shower quickly.

I said, I just washed it. It's no use taking a shower now. It has been absorbed by the skin.

A lot of green ointment was applied to the whole upper body. My son joked that I was going to be the Hulk. I took off my son's T-shirt and let him go topless.

I asked him: Is it better?

The son said, it's not as itchy as just now.

Then I ate some vc chewable tablets, and I said: vc is also anti-allergic. I also demonstrated that I ate 3 tablets and let him eat 4 tablets, telling my son that drinking more water can play a role in quickly detoxifying, and my son cooperated obediently. I asked him to study for a while to divert his attention, so that he wouldn't itch so much. My son took out his math summer homework to write, but I still didn't give up rummaging through my luggage. Suddenly, I found that the two kinds of small white lines are different. One of them is very small, because the small aluminum version is too small to have words. But I guess it must be Min, and the validity period has been cut off. I do not see any at all. I don't think it will expire, and the oral expiration time is short. No problem. Let my son get it quickly, and my son will continue to do his homework. I'll go back to my room and write. I remember when I was in the second grade, once, the exam was coming. I recite politics under the holly tree, as if I were stuck by the fruit of the tree or something, and a big piece of ginger appeared on my neck. But it's only the size of a palm, and it seems to take half a day to get through it. Last winter, I ate crabs at noon and ginger slices at night, which was very itchy. I gave myself a doctor's advice, but I used four or five kinds of antiallergic drugs. Intravenous injection, intramuscular injection and food soon suppressed the symptoms. Seeing that my son's symptoms have not been alleviated, I suddenly feel that more active measures should be taken to relieve my son's symptoms quickly. I quickly rode my bike to the hospital. On the way, I called the nurse on duty to ask her to add two kinds of medicine in advance and went home soon. My son greeted me and said it was more itchy. I quickly comforted him and said, never mind, hang up the water and it will be all right soon. My son was startled when he heard that he was going to hang water. I said easily, don't worry, mom can't needle well, and all the blood vessels that other nurses can't needle are mom's. Grandma also came to encourage her son. Finally, my son bravely extended his hand. My son stopped while I was disinfecting for an injection. He told me to wait. He wanted to take his time. Grandma suggested that he play with his tutor, and his son accepted. In this way, he diverted his attention by playing with his mentor. I quickly pricked the needle. After tying it, I asked him if it hurt. He didn't say anything. After a while, he said, I was too scared to speak.

I immediately praised him: great progress than before. I used to give you an injection, and you were scared to run around the house. Today, you did a good job. Although you are still a little scared, you are still strong enough to let your mother do it. It's really good!

In this way, he lay in bed, hanging water, watching his tutor. I sit by the bed and write. My son asked me: Why don't you go? I said: I want to see the water and change it for you, so my son will accept me with him. I have never been allowed to stay with him like this. My son laughs from time to time when he sees something funny.

After inputting two bottles of liquid, it is 1 point. Turn off the light in your son's room. Back to my room, I'm still not sleepy, just listening to the audio. I didn't go to bed until 2 o'clock.