Bai Yuyue had a smile on her lips. Are all people named Bai good people? Anyway, my surname is not Bai.
"Is it the 'injury' of 'wound', or the 'business' of 'businessman'?"
Bai Yuyue dipped his hand in a little water and wrote on the table.
"None of them." The child shook his head, "There are so many strokes in that word. Brother Bai said it means 'death', something like 'national mourning', 'national mourning' and the like. Pretty brother, what exactly is 'death'?"
What is 'National Sorrow'?"
Bai Yuyue felt dark in her heart.
Presumably, many people in Yunzhou still miss the former Yin Kingdom.
Although it was indeed just a distant dream, even I could only find the shadow of the past in my vague memory.
She smiled, dipped in water again, and wrote the word on the table.
The child clapped his hands and smiled: "It is indeed the word 'sorrow'. But there are so many strokes, why do we have to write the word 'sorrow'?"
"National mourning means that the country has perished and ceased to exist," Bai Yuyueque explained. "That Mr. Bai must have had some insights, so he taught you to write this word."
The child didn't seem to understand, but he also extended his little finger and added a few more words after the word "sad".
However, Bai Yu Yueque, who was still lamenting the past, suddenly changed his expression after seeing the scratches made by the child's immature fingers on the table!
He actually wrote: "When a country suffers a disaster, the country will be destroyed. When a country suffers a disaster, the country will be destroyed. When a country suffers a disaster, the country will be destroyed."