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由于工作關系，每一年的六一兒童節，都好象和我有著很多的關聯。
常常的，小時候過六一的情景有許多的細節還會在某些合適的時間回放。
還記得自己領獎時那份欣喜，記得某一次活動，某一些歡喜，甚至還記得小學三年級時在六一節講的故事的臺詞，和當時臺上自己的表情。
那一年講故事得了一等獎，獎品是一個很別致的文具盒和一本書。
文具盒早不見了。
書卻跟了我許多日子。
書名一直記得是《小靈通漫游未來》。
當時對未來的所有的向往和體驗，都是從小虎子和小問號那里來的。
上學的時候，幾乎年年過六一，都可以領到各種各樣的獎。
所以，那次唯一沒有如愿作為“三好學生”去領獎的六一節就深刻的在心里沉淀著，很難忘記。
那是小學四年級的事情。
當時媽媽去外地學習了，爸爸工作也很忙。
我跟姥姥和姥爺在一起。
六一前夕，老師把幾個三好學生的名字公布在黑板上。
說最后再請同學們表決一下，然后就報上去。
記得那是一個不太晴朗的下午。
我穿了一件粉紅色繡著本色花的小襯衫，心里美滋滋的看著黑板上自己的名字，想象著媽媽回來時向她匯報的得意，不覺就想笑出來。
可是，忽然有一位同學舉手，說：“小米上課小聲說話了。
”趕緊有一位同學跟著就說：“小米上課還吃過零食。
”那一刻，心里“轟”的一下，很難堪。
記得坐在那里，很無助很懊喪地看著老師最后公正地把我的名字當眾擦去，心里一片空白。
那是我上學后唯一一次沒有當上“三好學生”。
雖然那一年的六一節，還是領了別的獎。
但那次的丟失對我一生卻有很大的影響。
我一直記得那樣的一天，那樣的心情。
還記得那天正好學校組織我們打了預防針。
第二天，爸爸說要回家來，要給我帶六一節的禮物回來。
平時爸爸回來，總是極興奮的跑回家去的。
可那天卻是很無精打采。
從學校回家的路，覺得太短了。
雖然一直磨磨蹭蹭的，還是很快就看見了家門。
一路上，那個可憐的小女孩是懷著怎樣忐忑不安的心情去準備著即將來到的直面啊！那樣一種茫然和無助好象一直存在腦海里，稍不小心就會鉆出來。
那天爸爸給我帶回來許多的禮物，我都沒有欣喜。
在爸爸的注視下，終于忍不住大哭起來。
問及原由，就說：“打預防針了，胳膊好疼。
”然后為了這個堂而皇之的理由盡情的哭泣著。
我怎么可以告訴爸爸，因為自己的一些錯誤，我丟掉了三好學生，更丟掉了一種孩子式的尊嚴。
奇怪的是，那一次的預防針真的開始疼，疼了好幾天。
胳膊的配合使我自己都以為我是因為疼痛而哭泣的，我多么想忘記那樣的丟失。
那以后，我再也沒有因為一點點過失和不檢點丟掉過六一節的榮譽。
從此，我開始很苛刻地對自己自律自嚴自警自醒，很苛刻地對自己高標準嚴要求，很苛刻地規范著自己的喜怒哀樂。
然后，健康成長。
后來媽媽回家了，我們離開了那所學校和那些和我朝夕相處的耿直可愛的小伙伴。
漸漸的，我越來越成了老師的寶貝，三好學生幾乎年年會有。
而三好學生也漸漸的不再需要征求孩子們的意見，開始用排名次的方式決定誰是，開始由老師來選，開始因為學習成績的好而忽略所有小小的毛病。
似乎也不再有那樣的機會，一個同學理直氣壯的站起來說：“我不同意！因為小米（或大米）上課吃豆豆。
”然后，漸漸的，當三好學生成了中考和高考降分或保送的砝碼，三好學生不僅不用選，不用定，有時會被人要，被人送，象所有那些有用的東西，成了人情和禮物。
漸漸的，即使不是砝碼了，連孩子們的榮譽也開始帶上了許多人情的色彩。
那些小時候純真的記憶，離我們的世界越來越遠，越來越成了稀奇的東西了。
后來，一直還在為著名利和前程，不斷學習和努力，不斷有人一起走過，不斷有人從身邊走過。
當然也會有真心的朋友善意地提醒著自己的失誤和過失，矯正一些方向。
但象那樣毫無功利性的充滿純真和正義的舉手真的已經很少見了。
好多的時候，遇到需要發言的時候，我們都要斟酌和取舍，都要三思而后言，都要存著一己之私維護或反對。
我們都會有自己的觀點和認識，在無法取舍的時候，我們選擇一笑而過。
很少的我們可以無視效果和反應，勇敢的舉手。
多年以后，碰到有關的朋友，我都會關注和打聽當年給我舉過手的小伙伴。
他們也已經長大了。
他們也歷經人事，也許已經變得世故和圓滑，也許已經記不得當年那次勇敢而執著的舉手。
但我一直記得。
多少經歷過的人和事都一點一點的遠去和遺忘，可他們的名字我還一直記得。
由于他們的正直和純潔，我才會看到自己的不足，才有以后的成長。
丟失一次三好學生榮譽的六一節，給了我以后許多的榮譽和自愛，給了我豐富的體驗和記憶，給了我茁壯的成長。
那兩位兒時的小同學，讓我充滿著六一的童心，讓我可以在一些時候，碰到和欣賞那些正直無私，勇于仗義執言的朋友。
也讓我在許多的時候，本著自己的心，講真話，從真心。
那天兒子領獎發言后從臺上下來的時候跟我說：“媽媽，你看到沒有？下來的時候，我看到我們班的小朋友都笑著看我，給我鼓掌。
我差點高興的跳起來！”聽了這樣的話，我好欣慰。
兒子很不錯，他有愛他的家人，欣賞他的老師和友愛的同學。
他自己很珍惜榮譽，是個有愛心的很誠懇的小家伙。
他的榮譽既是老師和大家對他的偏愛和鼓勵，也充滿了他的努力。
看著他，想著我從前的六一節，我真的希望快樂的兒子可以輕松自然的，憑著自己的努力和實力，走好每一步路，真正地靠著自己的能力，贏得每一份榮譽和尊重。
希望他可以經得起每一次的舉手，希望他可以循著童真和藍天，無憂的走。
沒有別人舉手的時候，我一定要高舉我的手。
我的六一兒童節，帶著久遠的記憶，沿著今年的六一再次走到我的面前。
其實，心里一直很渴望這個節日。
那曾經快樂而純真的童年，會是我們心中永遠不會褪色的風景，昭示出最初的人生哲理，啟迪我們。
借用朋友的祝福結尾吧：
無論時光過去10年還是20年，無論你曾佩帶小紅花還是滿臉泥巴，請永遠懷著一顆童心生活吧。
不為漸漸遠離我們的兒童節，而為我們應該始終擁有的童心，永遠的年輕心，永遠的兒童節。
祝我們大家六一節快樂！
As the working relationship between the June 1 Children's Day each year, are like and I have a lot of relevance. Often, the child over 61 scenes, many of the details of the will in some appropriate time intervals. Also remember to accept the award when the share of joy, I remember one time event, a certain joy, and even remember the third grade in 61 story lines, and then stage their own expression. Story that year won first prize, the prize is a very chic stationery and a book. Writing case as early as missing. The book has been with me many days. Title has been remembered as "PHS roaming the future." At that time all the yearning for the future and experience, are there from Xiaohu Zi and the small question mark come.
School days, almost every year over 61, can receive a variety of awards. Therefore, the only not succeeded in that as the "three good students" to accept the award of 61 deep in the heart on the sediment, hard to forget.
It was fourth grade things. At that time her mother to study overseas, Dad, busy work. Grandma and Grandpa with me. 61 on the eve of the teacher to name a few Miyoshi students on the board. Finally, ask someone about that vote and then report this to. I remember it was a very fine afternoon. I wore a pink shirt embroidered with small flowers qualities, was flattered watching his name on the blackboard, imagine my mother when she came back to report the proud, knew it wanted to laugh.
But suddenly there was a student raised their hands, saying: "speak softly millet class." Quickly followed, one student said: "millet classes also ate snacks." At that moment, my heart "H" and look very embarrassed. I remember sitting there, feeling helpless and depressed to see the teacher finally just put my name in public to wipe mind was a blank. That was the only time I did not go to school when, after "three good students." Although the year of 61, or picking up another award. But that is the loss of much of my life there. I always remember as the day, as the mood. Remember that day we just played vaccination school organization.
The next day, my father said to come home, give me a gift back with 61. Dad usually come back, always very excited to go back home. To day is very listless. The way home from school, feeling too short. While it has been coming along, or soon to see the house.
Along the way, that poor little girl is with how uneasy mood to prepare for the upcoming face ah! As a kind of dazed and helpless as if my mind has always existed, will drill out a little careless. That Dad to bring me many gifts, I have not pleased. Her father's gaze, and finally could not help but cry. Asked why, said: "vaccination, and arm Hao Teng." Then the reason for this openly enjoy the crying. How can I tell my father, because some of their own mistake, I lost three good students, they lost a child-like dignity. The strange thing is, it really started a vaccination for sore, sore for several days. With the arm so I thought I was crying because of pain, how I want to forget those lost.
After that, I can not because of negligence and indiscretion a little lost over 61 honor. From then on, I started very harsh to their strict self-discipline from the police since the wake is very harsh to the high standards and strict requirements on their own, very strict with their own emotions to regulate. Then, healthy growth.
Then mom came home, we left the school and those who live in the upright and my lovely day and night a small partner. Gradually, I became a teacher more and more baby, roll student almost every year there will be. The students gradually Miyoshi no longer need to seek the views of children, beginning with the position the way to decide who is to begin by the teacher to choose to start because the achievement of the good and ignore all the small problems. It no longer has that opportunity, a righteous students stood up and said: "I do not agree! As millet (or rice) to eat Peas school." Then, gradually, became when the roll student in the college entrance examination and drop points or send the weight, Miyoshi students not only do not choose, do not be, sometimes people should, be sent, like all those useful things, become human and gifts. Gradually, if not weight, and even the children began to bring honor to many human colors. Those innocent childhood memories, farther and farther away from our world, became more and more curious things.
Later, along with fame and also for the future, continuous learning and efforts to keep people together through it, keep people from passing. Of course, there will be a true friend in good faith, a reminder of their failures and mistakes, correct some direction. However, as there is no utilitarian, as full of innocence and justice, their hands were really rare. A lot of the time, met to speak, we have discretion and choice, should think twice before they made, we must keep a selfish maintenance or against. We will have their own views and understanding when they can not choose, we choose to laugh it off. Few of us can ignore the effect and response, brave show of hands.
Years later, when encountering a friend, I will focus and find out the year I raised a hand to the small partner. They have grown up. They also experienced personnel, may have become sophisticated and sleek, not remember the year that may have been courageous and dedicated hands. But I always remember. The number of experienced people and things are a little bit away and forgotten, their names I can always remember. Because of their integrity and purity, I will see his own shortcomings and the subsequent growth. An honor roll student lost 61 and gave me a lot of honor and self-respect after, gave me a wealth of experience and memory, to my robust growth. The two childhood classmates that small, I was full of 61's innocence, so that I can for some time, encounter and appreciate that honesty and integrity, the courage to speak up for friends. Let me also many times, in line with his own heart, tell the truth, from the sincere.
That his son down from the stage after the speech to accept the award when told me: "Mom, do not you see? Down, I saw the kids in our class laughing at me, give me applause. I almost happy dance Get up! "heard the case, I'm so pleased. Son is very good, he loved his family, enjoy the friendship of his teachers and classmates. I treasure very much his own honor, is a very sincere and loving little guy. His honor is both a teacher and all of his preference and encouragement, but also full of his efforts. Looked at him, thinking about my old 61, I really hope his son can be relaxed and happy, and his or her own efforts and strength each step of the way, to rely on their ability to win every copies of honor and respect. I hope he can stand up to every show of hands, hoping that he can follow the innocence and the blue sky, worry-free walk. No one else raised their hands, I have to hold high my hand.
My 61 Children's Day, with a long memory, along came this year, 61 in front of me again. In fact, the heart has been very eager this holiday. It was a happy and innocent childhood, will be in our hearts will never fade scenery, clear to the original philosophy of life, enlighten us. Borrow a friend's blessing at the end of it:
Regardless of time in the past 10 years or 20 years, no matter what you have to wear a small red flower, or face the mud, make it live forever with a heart of innocence. Not gradually away from our Children's Day, but as we should always have a childlike innocence, forever young heart, forever Children's Day. I wish all of us 61 happy!
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