As an education practitioner, I see that under this problem, many people think that the original intention of such a teacher is to let the children write norms only, and the writing norms should be the best and the best, so we are strict. There is nothing excessive to ask. However, I personally feel that encountering a teacher like this, coupled with parents who appreciate this kind of education, may be a disaster for the child. Because they may not know what obsessive-compulsive disorder is, or the anxiety caused by compulsive behavior. I used to post my hand-made noodles in Zhihu. Some people may remember. That’s right, this is this one, and many people marvel at its roundness. Yes, it is really round, just like measuring it with a compass. Not only is my hand-rolled surface so round, my handwritten characters are also very neat, and the pictures I made when I was in school are even comparable to the printed version. When I did my homework when I was a child, I made a mistake. I would tear up the entire sheet and write it again from beginning to end, because I couldn’t bear any smearing on the homework. The pursuit of neatness is as if carved into my bones, and it is not only the pursuit of neatness, but I also seem to have a great pursuit of perfection. When I go to school to recite the text, even if I only need to recite one paragraph, I will memorize the entire article. Come down, because let me start from one of the paragraphs, I can’t do it, I must start from the beginning and end the text. Such behavior allowed me to pass the entrance exam to 211 University from the extremely harsh northwestern rural area. I don’t know if it’s my nature or education. I just remember that when I was six or seven years old, I started doing housework. I got up in the morning to sweep the floor and wipe the table. Basically, I needed to do it three times, because every time I did it, my mother would do it. I will check it once and find that the corners are not cleaned, so I will clean again until it is clean. Moreover, I still remember that when I was just learning how to roll noodles, one time when I did not roll noodles well, my parents stood beside me, one on each side, cursing while teaching, and cursing on my side. I cried bitterly as I rolled the noodles until I rolled the noodles to a full circle. At that time, I was not tall enough to reach the chopping board, and I needed to step on a stool to roll the noodles. Also, the Chinese teacher in my elementary school checked our homework and found that the mistakes were either beaten up or torn up and rewritten. Generally, writing essays should be typed three or four times on the draft paper until there is no need to modify it. The homework is up…and she has taught me for six years. She is the most rigorous teacher in our school. She has also taught students from two key universities, one is me. It stands to reason that I should be grateful to my parents and teachers. In fact, I do thank them. Without them, I would not be admitted to university. I would not have the achievements I have made today. I can earn more than many people by relying on codewords. However, they don’t know, what have I paid for this over the years? My unit sent me out to study on Thursday last week. I need to leave at 5 o’clock in the morning. I woke up at 2 o’clock that morning, because as long as there is something slightly more important the next day, I can’t sleep well. I went to bed more than 12 o’clock the night before, and I couldn’t fall asleep even after tossing and turning. I got up and took melatonin and finally fell asleep, but I woke up again at three or four in the middle of the night. You have to ask me what’s the next day. Today I can’t even remember what it is, there must be something, but it’s certainly not a very important thing. Also, when I went out, I obviously locked the door, but when I came downstairs, I felt that the door was not locked, and I kept thinking about it again and again along the way. Besides, everything in the house must be placed in its original place. Yes, everything in my house has its place, even hanging clothes in the closet. Each piece of clothing has its own position. Such behavior causes others to do anything. When I go to my house, it is neat and tidy. Maybe many people think that having such a woman in the family is happy? My men certainly don’t think so. Because he kept a lot of men’s stinky socks casually thrown away, opened drawers and won’t close, clothes won’t shake and other habits. As a Homo sapiens, I must know that these behaviors are harmless, but people’s emotions are not controlled by intelligence. Very often, as long as he is at home, I will definitely blow up my hair when I get home. Yes, just like a cat, all the chaos will make me angry. I can’t control the anger. We quarreled countless times about this, but fortunately he didn’t spend much time at home, thank goodness. Possibly, in my subconscious, the reason why I looked for him was because he was not at home for a long time, so I didn’t have to get along with him every day. I know I can’t live with any human for a long time. To me, others are hell, and perhaps to others, I am also hell. But even so, many times now, I not only take melatonin orally, but also take vitamin B. Because of anxiety, I also suffer from neurodermatitis. When anxiety breaks out, dermatitis will follow up immediately. So, do you want a kid like me? If you want, then writing a division sign is better than writing a ruler. One day, not only will he always have a ruler under his hands, but he will always have a ruler in his mind. The person with the ruler is more sad than the person in the case.