Chapter 58 peacock smile

In Hawaii, my friend said he would take me to see Marcos’ coffin. After Marcos fled to Hawaii, he died of a serious illness in Hawaii. Because the Philippine government didn’t welcome him, he couldn’t even return home with the coffin. I jokingly said to my friend: "I am more interested in Imelda's leather shoes than Marcos' coffin!" My friend laughed, and I said, "However, I have visited Imelda's shoes when I was in the Philippines. , go and see Marcos' coffin now!" Marcos’ coffin was placed on a low hillside, and it was nailed out of a rough wooden house. Just plugged in, still retaining the dew from last night.

The two young guards guarding the coffin told us that they were also Marcos's guards before he was alive. They followed Marcos to Hawaii and waited for the approval of the Philippine government before returning to the Philippines with the coffin. We sat on the iron chair in front of the wooden house and chatted, and I thought of a generation of Guoxiong like Marcos, who was nothing more than a thin coffin in the hut after death. To become the leader of the most ruined country, you can't predict it before your death! The friend who came with me even refused to take a photo with Marcos' coffin. He said, "I hate corrupt officials the most in my life. I should avoid taking photos with such people!"

Leaving Marcos' coffin, we turned to a Japanese temple. There were many koi carps swimming leisurely in the temple. We saw people jumping up from the water. Sparrows, turtledoves, red-headed birds, and crows all walked to the foot Side show.The most peculiar thing is a few peacocks, almost running over to beg for food, and shouting "haha".I didn't expect the beautiful peacock to cry so strangely. My friend said: "The peacock knows that there is something to eat, and it is laughing loudly." We took out the things we carried with us to feed, and the peacocks ate happily, and the colorful feathers were more beautiful in the sun.After eating, the peacock made an uproar, opened its tail, and laughed "haha", as if thanking us for the feeding.

On the way back, we passed the cabin where Marcos was still dead, and it started to rain lightly. I think that if a person lives in the world for personal gain, he is not as good as a peacock. Thanksgiving smile. Note: Imelda --- Mrs. Marcos