The above-mentioned “father” is my teacher. He is a gentleman and full of attraction. I remembered that almost all of my classmates like him especially schoolgirls. Today when I glance my space, one of his diary draw me attention. The details are as follow.

There are two pictures adorned his diary: one is his small son who ride on a bicycle and flied on the countryside road. The other is my teacher, he also rides a bike. The content wrote that his son and he went to his hometown by bike at a sunny day, and it almost took them two hours to reach the destination. He said that they are so exhausted, but I can feel the happiness they obtained from this special travel.

My teacher’s experience make me think of another story I read from digest《Reader》. It is also describe a father and a son who traveled by bike. The father designed a special travel that from their hometown to Tibet for his ten-year old son and himself because of his son’s poor health and coward nature. It is acknowledged that that’s a very tough and dangerous travel, from the starting to the destination, they spent nearly four months.

The father wrote that hardly had they saw the potala palace couldn’t they help crying. He is so proud of his small son. They came across   varieties of frustrations and the father also admitted that he had once wanted to give up, but finally they are success. The story touches me so, and I learn a lot from it.

Learning from my teacher: those who are satisfied with what they are having and knowing how to enjoy it always happiness.

Learning from the second story: parents are the best teacher of their children. The wise parents know how to educate their children in a proper method. By the way, outdoor activities are necessary. Man who travels far knows more, after that.