On the third day of 20 1 1, Kouga's brother's father asked me to go to Myanmar with Kouga's brother. At that time, he was in the fifth grade. Because of his irregular teeth, he just put on braces for orthodontic treatment, and the tour guide named him "Brother Kouga". /kloc-chartered flight, a small group of 0/8 people, is luxurious to the extreme. Accommodation, catering and transportation are top-notch, and the whole journey is very comfortable, so the task pressure of taking care of Kouga's brother is almost zero, and I still remember some of his daily behaviors and habits.
He is very self-disciplined in his studies. When he returns to the hotel every night, the first thing he does is to finish his homework and a composition. I asked him if his parents asked him, and he said that when he was a child, his parents almost ignored his homework and did it consciously. One night, I slept in a daze. He suddenly let out a cry and asked why, but he finished writing two compositions. ...
He is studious and fearless. One night, we watched stars and fireflies in the garden restaurant of the hotel. The accompanying group member suggested ordering some beer and snacks, and he volunteered to say that he was in charge of ordering food. I've been thinking about Nani. He has invited the waiter, then communicated with the waiter in English, asked for our advice and returned it to the waiter. Although his English communication is not so professional and fluent, he successfully completed the order, and all the group members gave him a thumbs up. Later, he communicated with me. His aunt lives in Australia. She lives with her little cousin occasionally in winter and summer vacations and often communicates in English. He said that he finally had a chance to communicate in English, and he wanted to test his level and courage. Actually, he's a little nervous.
He has the characteristics of "snack goods". On the first day in the hotel room, he showed me half of his suitcase snacks, including chocolate, candy cakes and instant noodles. After finishing his homework every night, he began to cry hungry. He always began to soak chicken feet with pepper, instant noodles and ham sausage to make the room full of fragrance ... During the day, when he went to various scenic spots, his eyes always found out where there was delicious local snacks, and he always asked me to buy him some to make him addicted. After waking up every afternoon, I will make a cup of coffee and sit in the yard reading. This "snack" not only has coffee to accompany me, but also all kinds of snacks, so I can properly serve myself.
He is willing to pay and take care of children in the same industry. Accompanied by his four children, he will lead them to play monopoly games, tell them stories, play hide-and-seek and of course share his snacks.
I haven't seen Brother Kouga since that wonderful trip to Myanmar. 10 years, he was tall and handsome, showing neat white teeth, smiling shyly and driving me home skillfully. Is this a "time effect"? Time is too thin, fingers are too wide, and when you wave, cherries turn red and bananas turn green.