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See the title, I was moved, "a long way, slowly, kids, you slowly." From which we can deeply understand Lung Ying-tai, as a mother of a child deep love. "Son, you take your time" can not be regarded as a very thick book, the book records the mother of two children, childhood bit by bit, and how she used a gentle, patient's heart to feed, care for them. I think: Lung Ying-tai is a patient, the book's many examples to prove this point: the old woman to a flower shop where flowers, waiting for her grandson with a rope tied flowers, and tie a knot, can be 5 year-old boy has failed again and again ... ... in all of it, this seems to be a very annoying thing is, she "is willing to wait a lifetime, so he put the butterfly in excel good ligation ... ... "his son for six months after primary school, his mother thought he could go home, do not take the car, after all, only 15 minutes, Shui corners away. But the son was gone for an hour 10 minutes! So the mother quietly followed her son and found him walking and in school as inattentive. While on the ground to see how ants carry ten times more than their second year of flies; moment into a site with shoes kicked a mess, all kinds of things, and then concentrate on gathering treasure 'Then another door in the neighbor Mrs. Miller stop before the big pine trees, watching squirrels move two orang ... ... in all this seemed to be bored busy people who can no longer do, be the mother or psychological problems to overcome, quietly tracked son "for an hour Ling Wu minutes." Also, her son had repeatedly asked the question many are naive, to his mother to tell her son over and over again, and again the answer, and "went on, like," Can the child can accept the answer. Patience, not that the witness of mother love it? In Think of my mother. Remember when I was in elementary school. One day, the weather hot it happens I'm going back to school. When we go out, I told her: "Mom, remember the early to pick me up, I do not want in such a hot day, and others." Hurriedly asked her mother: "That points to pick you up?" "Ah." I thought , said, "half past ten it." and then went to school. Time goes by so slowly, the teacher while commenting operations; a moment to send a small team leader check the work; a while ... ... I asked the same table: "What time is it?" He checked his watch, said casually: "fast eleven o'clock." " What? I asked my mom to pick me up then ... 10:30 ... "I only waited anxiously. Finally came home from school, I saw the clock concierge room, "wow, already 11:15 it!" I looked up and mom really stand under the hot sun. She saw me, then do not complain about the last part, for a long while, only to say: "how? Hot?" I may be afraid of self-blame, she added the sentence: "units something, I have just come. "I'm dumbfounded ... ... Read "Son, you slowly" and this book, I feel the deep, and I understand the big gain is that the great maternal love. Patience, not that the witness of mother love it?写完了郁闷
