The chalk kept jumping up and down on the blackboard, and the body shortened little by little. When Brush saw it, he was surprised and said: "My good neighbor, if you keep jumping like this, you will be finished. You haven't Are you aware of the danger?"
"No, I am very conscious. In the flying powder, I feel that my body is shortening and my life is consuming."
"Then you. Why are you still jumping around?" Brush asked again.
"What? You advised me to stop beating!" Chalk asked in shock.
"That's right!" Brush gently advised Chalk, "Have a rest. I'm doing this for your own good, so don't be stubborn anymore!"
Chalk pointed. Pointing to the powder flying in the air, he said: "Look, these powders were all changed by me. Do you think they are waste? No, they are the raindrops of science, the milk powder of knowledge. The flowers are waiting for me to water them. Children are waiting. I go to nurture, and for this reason, my sisters and I are willing to keep beating on the blackboard, even if we spend our whole lives, we will never complain!"
That's right, Brush listened. The chalk words also jumped up with excitement and asked me to clear the way for you. After saying this, they jumped up to the blackboard and wiped it away
The powder was lightly sprinkled and turned into clusters of flowers. Smiling faces...