He oppositedid not even contact me in the face; he did not even talk to me for half a sentenceopposite; he lived opposite my home, very close, but the two buildings seemed to be two worlds. Unconsciously, his actions gave me a big infection. I am surprised that his family is often secret, only one or two lights are on, and the evening cooking is also the light of the setting sun. And my home is bright, where people are not there, the lights are on. Until that time, I only understood when I received the electricity bill from the home. At thiopposites time, I saw the opposite side from the kitchen to the hall, first turn off the kitchen lights, then open the hall lights. This time he taught me to "squat", to save resources and to be environmentally friendly. He seems to be bigger than me. He only has one child at home. If you don't see a red envelope, it should be an only child. Me too. But compareopposited to him, I am a "pamper." Everyday at noon or evening, when I walked into the kitchen and urged my mother to cook, I saw him eating vegetables and cooking on the opposite side; when I was full, when I went to the kitchen to pour water, I saw him busy washing dishes. The days are long, his tangible moves, silently tapping the heart of my "pamper". I gradualloppositey became more willing and able to do what I am most proud of. I learned to cook and understand the meaning of labor in labor. Everything in his room, I have not seen it so far, the red envelope gold medal wave is often pulled because of his curtains. In the winter, the weather was so cold that I was tempted to sleep. After I went home from home in the evening, I fell asleep and fell asleep. At night, wake up from a nightmare, I look at the alarm clock, 12 o'clock.