I am familiar with 300 Tang poems, and I can recite them even if I can't write them.
People near Zhu Zhechi and Mexico are black.
Rome was not built in a day.
The rope saws wood, but water drops stones.
A small stroke knocks down a big oak tree.
Work is natural.
Yesterday, Meng Mu chose his neighbor, but he never learned how to use the loom.