Time goes by. It's winter in an instant. In the early winter afternoon, I stayed in the yard to teach zarumbi how to write. This kid is very pitiful. Several teachers shouted that Ruzi can't teach such a line. He was angry and ran away. Ruzi can't teach it? Hum, I don't think so. They say naughty children are smart! If they don't teach me, I don't believe that I can't teach an ancient child with my 21st century education method! However, the ideal is very full, but the reality is very bony

"ah, zarembi, write, what are you doing with your head turning around like a searchlight?" It's the...