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下班了,我高高兴兴地去接儿子文君。刚进教室,就看见文君站在午睡室的小床边,哭得伤心。老师一见是我,就说:“你的儿子真调皮,起床后,不好好地在椅子上坐着,却在床上爬来爬去。这不就从床上摔下来了!”我一听,就火起来了。儿子刚想申辩什么,却被我严厉的训斥压了下去。他哭得更伤心了,眼泪一串串地往下掉。一路回家,他都没说一句话。看着他那似有委屈的样子,我的心软了。我柔声细气地开导他说:“君君起床后,为什么要在床上爬来爬去,那样多危险。你看,
After get off work, I happily pick up my son Wenjun. Just entered the classroom, you see Wenjun stood napkin bedside, crying sad. When the teacher saw me, he said, “Your son is really naughty and does not sit well in a chair after he gets up, but he crawls up and down in bed. Fire up. My son just wanted to argue what was suppressed by my harsh repression. He cried even more sad, tears fall down in a string. All the way home, he did not say a word. Looked at him that seems wronged, my heart softened. I softly enlighten him and said: ”After the king got up, why climb in the bed to crawl, so many dangerous.You see,