This morning I woke up early to prepare myself to study with a teacher who I thought was good. The teacher teaches art lessons. Actually, I don't really like art but the day before yesterday he asked me to paint a picture that expressed my feelings.  I honestly didn't have the idea of painting something. I don't have a great intention to paint for now but I've painted maple leaves.

A glass of fresh milk has been eaten until it stays in half. I tidied up the brushes when the bell rang and mom immediately came over to the main door. The teacher smiled when she saw that I was...