From childhood to adulthood , there are always one or two classmates around each of us-in class, they Either turn your head and look out the window to look at the western scene, or turn your pencil to go out of the world, with a smile that you can only understand on your lips, and sometimes even talk back to the teacher in a "rebellious" way or even skip class. After class was over, they scattered the dust on the playground. They pulled the girl's braids and the boy's neckline, and beat the classmates with nosebleeds. They twisted and went to the teacher's office to file a complaint. They can't always write formulas, silent words, and dare not sign the test papers for parents...
Since childhood, each of us probably has encountered such a teacher-don't listen carefully in class? Give me a stand outside. Can't write the formula silently? Copy me a hundred times. Dare to be in a daze? Watch me throw a chalk head on your forehead. fight? The examination was handed over, the palms stretched out, parents called to see how I can clean up you...
Ishaan in the movie is just that kind of child. He met such a teacher, and his eyes became timid and silent during the reprimands. Yu Yu, he even quietly walked up to the high platform, stood by the lake, hesitating to end his life.
Fortunately, he met the "special" teacher Ram and found that Ishaan was not stubborn, but had symptoms of dyslexia, which were found in young Einstein, Edison, etc. So Mr. Ram found a way to communicate in a non-"traditional" society-the words can't be silent? It's okay, don't worry, think slowly. Do math problems always make mistakes? It doesn't matter, let the teacher look at your homework and find the pattern of your mistakes. In class in a daze? Look at my smile, full of tenderness and understanding, you must have your own colorful world that makes you more happy than the classroom. Mom and dad are here? This gentleman, maybe your child failed in math, but you look at his paintings, how keen and imaginative... In the end he made Ishaan cheerful and self-confident. Open arms in the sky...
As a so-called "good boy" and "good student" from childhood, I couldn't understand those naughty classmates when I was young. I even wondered why they were so disobedient and their parents still loved them so much... When I get older, I gradually learned that in fact, every child is a small star on the earth. They have not become what society expects, just because the world in their eyes may be different from the usual world in our eyes.
They looked out the window, perhaps because he could understand the conversation of the birds; they ran wildly, perhaps feeling the speed and temperature of the wind; they scribbled in art class, perhaps because the lines and color blocks made them feel More freedom-but teachers and parents do not understand, and classmates do not understand, through the "secular" glasses, this is a mischievous mess, I am sorry for teachers and parents. Therefore, everyone uses alienation, punishment, reward, and painstaking efforts to pull them back into the world we are accustomed to, and pull them back into the rules and regulations that will be nodded and praised by most people...
Maybe you have never experienced this. The pain, because you have always been a "good student". But maybe in order to find a good job in the future, we, who originally liked the liberal arts, switched to science and engineering. For "stability", we sway between the work we want to do and the "good job". Under the expectations of our relatives and friends, we are reforming ourselves in accordance with the outside world's definition of "promising." "Success can create the future", under the lure of a bright future, we watched the winner share his salary on the job&work version, drifted by silently as a loser, and worked harder to look forward to becoming a winner as soon as possible; we struggled with the pain of the house and work, and gave up Ideals, and sometimes give up feelings...
I have no intention of criticizing this kind of success, because I have never escaped from the stereotype.
But I just thought, maybe we have forgotten that we are originally a star, should have a unique light, and have our own happiness. Without a job, we will not die. Taiwan's Shu Guozhi lives by "wandering", and still has a smooth writing and a refreshing spirit. Without a house, we will not die, but we are a little bit aggrieved and aggrieved. However, if we give up our dreams and ideals for this, and gradually extinguish our own light, we will no longer be unique stars, but just a silent and mediocre stone.
But I just thought, maybe we have long been unable to get rid of the imprint that society has given us, and we will still follow this path. Maybe "success" is our happiness. However, when we become parents, can we not let our children bear our ambitions? In the words of Teacher Ram: Let the children bear your ambitions, it is better to raise a group of racing horses. Can we cherish the light and personality of our children so that they can find their true self in a happy place and be a happy star forever? Let them live a life of value, not live a life of success.
Do you understand the eyes of stars? This is a sick sentence, but it is also the last thing I want to say after a lot of longing.
If you are unhappy, if you are very entangled, ask yourself, have you read the desire in your heart, have you read the "eyes of the stars".
If you are a parent or teacher, ask yourself if you have eyes that "read the stars", and if you have a kind, gentle, natural heart, and cherish nature.
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