Being treated gently will learn to treat others gently, and do something in front of the mirror, and the same is true for the other self. When the mountain top shouts, the echo answers that you are the same... Treat children as you treat yourself, and you also need more care and love.

As a child, I naturally cannot prove it myself, but I have also been a dog mother, and that is also a child.

I especially love dogs, whether it was when I was a child or now, but I once played with the feelings of a dog and beat it. In my heart, I actually don’t want to say it, but I know that if I don’t say it does not mean it does not exist. On the contrary, it is imprinted deeper in my heart, and it is also a pain that cannot be told.

It is a crazy Chinese pastoral puppy who is not likable. His parents don't let me tease it and play with it. I worry that it will get sick and bite it, so someone is bitten, beaten it, beat it and scold it angrily. I didn't realize the seriousness of the words, nor did I know that it really bit people. When I was holding a bag of cat ears and walking while eating, it followed behind my butt, and then suddenly ran to me, with his ears shaking and his legs and feet seemingly cramped. I was surprised, but when I saw it looking at my cat's ears longingly, I played bad intentions and teased it with the cat ears, deliberately letting it see it, smell it, and almost touched it, but I couldn't eat it. Although I felt strange when I heard it make a sick sound, I actually laughed.

I ran forward, it was chasing behind, I held a small branch and hit it on it, and it screamed, but it continued to chase me, or was it happy to chase me.

It was ten years old when I met a crazy and stupid dog. After that, it evaporated like a world of evaporation. I heard someone happily say that it finally died. I stood there, and it didn't move for a long time, as if my cruel prank was the last memory of it during my lifetime. I paused my feet, didn't shed tears, and was completely stupid.

There are some memories that cannot be forgotten even in the last moment of a lifetime. I still remember them deeply that they were very happy that day because I was playing with them, but I didn’t know that our happiness was not the same as the same thing.

It is a good kid.

Naughty children, stupid children, and bad children should be treated gently because they are good children. Only by learning to be gentle can you use gentleness to make other people happy and happy. Just like a mother in a movie, a hollow heart will definitely be difficult to fill the hearts of their children with sweetness and happiness. Only by allowing the tragedy in themselves to happen and reappear in their daughter's life.

I have never hit dogs again. I treat them gently and tolerate them. It is actually the same for anyone to treat anything. If the pillows thrown on the wall are too strong, they will hit me. It turns out that the person I hurt is actually myself.

I used to have a yellowish-spotted cat at home. The cat is different from a dog. It doesn't like to be close to people. It grows up day by day, but I have never hugged it like a puppy. Every time I eat, I will call it by its name. Over time, it remembers my voice. It doesn't take the initiative, so I take the initiative to attack. Unexpectedly, it bites its thumb. I endured the pain and smiled at it who is also looking at me. Later, slowly, it actually sticks to me and can't even drive it away.

It understands my tenderness, so let go of my vigilance.
Chapter completed!