It's the third day today, but my little babies still have no movement. I came to see you in the early morning yesterday and today. Why don't you know my heart so well? If you don't grow up, when I get back to school, what should teachers and students think of me?
No, I have to use a small shovel to turn the soil to see how my baby black beans are. I sneaked into my back garden when my mother didn't pay attention. I don't want my mother to say that I'm acute. Yesterday morning, I got up early to see if the beans sprouted. My mother told me. If I knew that I was going to use a shovel, my mother would not say what I was like. I dig the earth carefully, yo! I find black beans have roots! The root of black bean is green, thin and tender. It's not that it's not long, it's building up strength! Look, its vitality is so exuberant, the tiny tail of the silk is stretching down hard! Black bean's scalp has begun to crack, tomorrow, it must be tomorrow, it will break through the earth! I am surprised by it! "Ah! I'm so happy, my baby is going to sprout! " Hearing this, my mother looked at me angrily and said, "you are so acute. It seems that even the beans are infected by you."