Friendship is a boat Wen/Gao Yang

　　When the child comes home from school on the first day of school, he is followed by a string of three children. The three little girls were classmates in the class. What do you do when you come to the house? Doing homework? play? Or is the child in trouble? The child shook her head in embarrassment, and the little everyday language she had learned was not enough to support communication with Japanese classmates. The three little guests, with wide eyes of curiosity, saw our little home from top to bottom, from the inside out, and whispered something to each other. My children and I could only watch in a daze as they couldn't keep their mouths shut.

　　In a hurry, I quickly moved the rescue troops and asked Li Sang on the other side and Wang Sang next door to be the same translator. There was a sudden panic in the hut, and after a chat between the two Japanese translators and the children, they learned that the three little girls were going to make good friends with the children, so they came uninvited. "I want to take Yueyan Sauce from China to understand the surrounding environment and play with her."

　　Oh, that's it! I breathed a sigh of relief. Hurry up and get the snack juice out of the refrigerator, at least show the style of our state of etiquette. The three guests were not polite, ate a snack, and took off their shoes directly to bed. Several language-speaking people lay together, you look at me, I look at you, smirk. Although I was heartbroken by the sheets that had just been washed, I was glad that my child could find a good friend in a foreign country.

　　I really admire the emotional intelligence education of Japanese children, who know very well: play. In the process of playing with children, although they do not understand the language, they quickly find a way to communicate, exaggerated movements and expressions, and loving hugs. I accompanied the four children around several important scenic spots, such as parks, churches, museums, playgrounds, and even 100-dollar shops. Along the way, three Japanese children take good care of the pleasant sauce from China. When we swing together, everyone takes turns pushing Yueyan; when we go to the park together, we teach Yueyan to count in Japanese hand in hand; when I buy a drink for the children to drink, they immediately tell Yueyan with their actions that this drink will give away an interesting little patch. Then, the small patch was put on his forehead to make a grimace, and the child was made to laugh. Don't talk about children, even I feel so touched.

　　It was almost six o'clock when one of the three little friends answered a phone call and then took my hand and ran, I had no idea what she was going to do, and panickedly followed her to the alley, where a woman in her thirties stood with a large paper bag in her hand. She bowed when she saw me and forced a large bag of snacks into my hand. yes? I was stunned by this series of actions. What's your last name? What to do? The woman looked at me with a confused look on her face and explained in less proficient English: I am the mother of this child, and I am really disturbed this afternoon, I am really sorry, and now I am here to take the children home on behalf of the mothers of several other children. We also welcome your family to visit our home. Oh well, that's the way it is. I also quickly bowed in return, said half a day of kind words, and bowed dozens of times to each other, and the party ended happily.

　　Looking at their distant backs, I couldn't help but sigh, so tired! If the kids always date like this, I can't stand my sheets!

　　I didn't guess wrong. Since that day, except for the rain, these young ladies have come to visit my house every day. I had to fill the fridge with drinks and snacks, buy new slippers at a nearby 100-dollar store, and spread clean sheets every day for the children to jump and play. And accompany the whole process, at any time to meet the needs of the guests, so that several little girls have fun. It was hard work, but it was worth it to see the innocent smiling faces of the children.

　　The days go by so fast, autumn is coming quickly, and autumn in Tokyo is very windy and rainy. We slowly got used to life in Tokyo, and we got used to the comings and goings of children. Because of the enthusiasm of new friends, the children's oral language improved rapidly, and they spent the first month of school happily. How nice, I also feel fulfilled and happy because of the joy of the children.

　　As the autumn holidays approached, I took a group photo of the four little girls. Washed a few large-sized ultra-clear versions, bought a beautiful photo frame, carefully packed the photos, and then wrapped them in colorful wrapping paper. The day before the end of the fall semester, it was given to the Children of Japan, hoping that after the autumn break, they would be happy to continue this precious friendship. The children jumped up happily and hugged the pleasant face sauce tightly together.

　　I naively think that this is a smooth transition. The child already has a few hardcore friends, and the next few semesters must be as easy and enjoyable as this semester. Obviously, I underestimated the cultural differences between the two countries, forgot the wall that could never be torn down, and the emotions that were carved in the bones, grown in flesh and blood, and entered the genetic genes.

　　The autumn sun is warm, and winter will be in another month.