1. Yesterday, Vatini and his father and I took a walk in Li Lihua Street. Alice stood outside the window of the bookstore, looking at the map. He is a man who will study hard in the street or anywhere else. I don't know when he came here. We greeted him and he only took it for the first time. How rude!

Yesterday afternoon, my mother, the maintenance girl and I sent cloth to the poor woman recorded in the newspaper. I took the cloth, and my sister took a note with the woman's address and name written on it. We came to a small pavilion on the roof of a tall house. There was a long corridor and there were many rooms along the corridor. Mother knocked on the door of the last room. As soon as the door opened, a young, white and thin woman came out. C is a woman who has been seeing her, and her head is often covered with green cloth.

As soon as the children left on the road see the tall and dark figure of Mr. Wang, they will leave their playthings and run away. At that time, Mr. Wang always used a sad and loving face to call out the fleeing children from a distance.

This is something I have known for a long time. When my husband said this today, I felt sad again. We managed to get in. Many ladies, gentlemen, ordinary women, workers, officials, female monks, footmen and maids all crowded around the reception stairs with their children in one hand and their report books in the other, making a noise like a theater.

At this moment, Caron looks really solemn: he stands upright, his eyes are almost angry, like a lion. He stared at the most miserable people, and everyone dared not look up. When the teacher came in with red eyes, it was almost so quiet that he couldn't recognize the sound of breathing.