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Father Li Dazhao has been away from us for decades, and I will never forget his education.

Every time I see my children studying, I always think of a sentence my father said: "Children can't do anything half-heartedly. If they want to play, they must study hard and have fun. "

It was a day of winter vacation. I am writing big characters in the room, and it is snowing heavily outside. Well, we can make a snowman and have a snowball fight. Let's see, my pen is not working. Dad stood next to me and knocked on my handwriting with his hand. I took a closer look, and several words were written in a staggered way. I knew I was wrong and my face turned red, so I wrote it down seriously.

I showed my father my big words and thought, "Dad must let me rewrite them. Unexpectedly, my father read it and pointed to the words at the back and said to me, "OK, just write it like this! ""He said to me, "Call your brother and let's play outside in the snow!" "Dad took us to the snow, running and jumping, snowballing, having snowball fights and making snowmen. We don't feel cold at all, and dad seems to be several years younger.

Whenever I hear children singing, I will think of the first time my father taught us to sing the Internationale.

One summer night, my father will teach us to sing. He is sitting in front of the organ. Let's sing a Protestant song at school first. Dad frowned when he heard us singing and said, "The school is like a beautiful garden. How happy the children are. Isn't that a lie? Landlords and capitalists brutally exploit farmers and workers, and many children can't eat. How can there be beauty and happiness! " Then, while playing the piano, he taught us to sing the Internationale in a low voice.