They are responsible for concentrating on what they are doing and then resting.
But our language has no words.
At this time, there was actually a strong wind in the Rift Valley.
We name things, words and even actions.
His first reaction was the same as mine.
It wasn't until the third time he came that he watched me throw the whole frame of worms into the huge machine.
After starting simple exchanges with these children, it seemed that they also attracted the attention of adults.
For example, he raised the bowl and said: "Bengkara."
I looked at the old man. The old man looked at us very surprised.
I explained it to the enemy rider.
My desire to survive and that of the enemy riders did not diminish.
He ran out of the cave alone and ran towards the wreckage of the plane.
I started writing about my experiences as a novel, as it involved the mysterious South.
Afterwards, we each returned to our own countries and were treated almost like heroes.
Until the next strong wind, I opened up the hot air balloon and pulled up the Imperial Rider.
The newspaper said that a large number of hot air balloons emerged from the Sesame Oil Rift Valley, and inside the hot air balloons were piles of white-skinned humans.
No matter how you look at it, it feels like you get half of it when you meet, and even if you don't give them anything.
It turns out that they are not all mute, they can speak.
The imperial knights even began to teach magic, and even taught a few of them forcibly.
I think it's because these children are still young and don't need to participate in labor.
Even for those children who have made rapid progress and can communicate with us without any barriers, I have begun to teach some simple knowledge.
But I calmed down and started saying this was just a story.
After seven or eight strokes, the wound began to heal.
Both of them were very unhappy.
"It will be there when the time comes, the elders will tell us," said the child.
I was also surprised, but I couldn't save him like this.
It looks very mechanical, even regular.
But when we came back it was 100-100.
We began to tentatively communicate.
A child came over and said to us: "Outside. It's time for the wind to blow."
I said, "Bowl."
It was like a repeater and it shocked us all.
But he was blocked by the white man. He didn't say anything and continued to look at me.
The camera in my hand keeps recording.
Half of the left palm was bloody and bloody.
The novels written for the media contain exaggerated and false elements.
They live under the Great Rift Valley of Sesame Oil Leaf.
He doesn't need to tie up bugs. If someone is injured, he will be brought to him for treatment.
The novel became so popular that some even began to suspect that it was true.
All the white people were running and even dancing in the strong wind.
"Those black materials are very insulating and can be used to create a device that relies on heat to fly. It just needs to be done next time, when the wind is strong." I said.
He would be stunned for a moment, and then say: "Bowl."
The white man stared at the entire machine and exclaimed.
Even some key ideas were turned around with the guidance of children.
Even steam water and nursery.
It makes perfect sense that it’s all about industry.
I felt itchy looking at it, thinking of the wreckage of the plane.
But we are not sure about the actual time.
I looked carefully at the black cloth blocking the door and discovered that it was the rhizome of a small plant in the village.
Some children even speak more fluently than we do because they don’t have the limitations of our mother tongue.
I looked at it for a long time and found two new frames placed under my tent not far away.
They seem to have no currency or even distinction of status.
"White line? Isn't it just a white line?" the child said.
One child tugged on our arm and said, “This is a gift.”
Until he told me that these must be learned from an early age.
But it seems difficult because they are so far behind.
After holding on for a full hour, he flew out of the Sesame Oil Leaf Rift Valley.
A few hundred meters back to the village I dragged some parts and the engine.
The children seemed to have noticed something and asked us if we wanted to leave.
Of course, he will also help me when he has nothing to do.
Although the current efficiency of motor-based insect binding is low, the most valuable thing is that it is fully automatic.
It seemed as if the huge machine didn't exist. It just put down the frame and left.
"We're going to the sky, to that white line," I said.
It took me half a day to paint, and I was so tired that I was out of breath.
I made a big hot air balloon and a platform big enough to support the weight of two people.
I returned to the enemy rider and resumed my work.
Within half a month, we gradually became able to communicate simply.
Everyone was having a lively revelry, and I took the enemy rider back to the village.
He pushed the two white men directly to the ground, and then the enemy rider caught the injured white man.
The old man stopped chanting and looked at us.
The language completely blends the North and the South.
They don't seem angry or even aware of being angry.
I stood up and saw several white people lifting up a white man and walking towards a deep pit not far away.
In some places, my thinking has been solidified, but the children can use it flexibly.
A year later, when the next big wind comes.
But it seems that the adults didn't think much about it, after all, they couldn't understand it either.
They began to station themselves on both sides of the rift.
I guess it was at the turn of winter and spring that warm and cold convection penetrated into this crack.
He said, "Ta."
Magic light emitted and a strong wind blew out.
At first, I only taught a few children for a short period of time, and then I started to teach two key teachers.
Until decades later, when I was in my eighties.
Two years ago, both sides were 99-99.
He actually handed me a cup in a clay bowl.
I didn't dare tell them the truth, so I just shook my head and said no.
The enemy rider and I were stunned, and followed the team out of the village.
I don't know how long this generator will last, so I'm also improving the conversion of thermal energy into electricity.
If you just live for the sake of living, the possibility of getting out of this rift through them is really very small.
It wasn't until I took a sip that he continued to do what he was doing.
I discovered that these children are actually very smart, but they just don't get a good education.
The white people didn't notice it at all when they first came to my place to collect the frames.
There were also people distilling water, but I just walked over there symbolically.
Although there is no winner or loser, a game without death is the most worthy of celebration.
The enemy riders thought the same thing as me, teaching these kids to talk.
After we were able to communicate, the most discussed topics were the above.
It seemed that he was going to be thrown down. The old man began to chant some spells before throwing him down.
We went to bed together that day, and then I was woken up.
After this time, there was an extra tent next to us.
At first I promoted it everywhere, but no one believed it.
The enemy rider then made a few moves, and a green light shot into the wounded white man's arm.
I looked at the other white people with confusion. They seemed to exchange things with each other when they passed each other.
Every year as winter turns to summer, I begin to miss the enemy rider in the south.
The enemy rider pushed forward with both hands.
I took a look at the dark hole, with lava bubbling inside.
The Imperial Riders treat the most children, and sometimes seven or eight children with fevers and colds can be treated in just one day.
"Hot air balloon?" the enemy rider said lamely.
I looked at the direction the wind was blowing, and it was actually pointing upwards.
While I was studying their magic on the sidelines, I couldn't understand it at all.
I think they will become the third country on the mainland and carry forward their development.
And we change and rise.
I said to the enemy rider, "We may have a chance to get out."
It only took half a year to get great rewards, half of the children can communicate with us simply.
When they have nothing to do, they can only play and play, so learning has become the most interesting thing for them.
For this reason, I also specially controlled the food and drink of myself and the enemy riders in order to limit the weight.
I thought, this may be a backward and forgotten race.
I sighed and turned off the video, then took a look at my phone which still had 33 battery left.
Then the motor started, and each bug was tied up and dropped into another frame.
I said to the child: "This strong wind."
Whichever is shorter or easier to remember is chosen as the first language.
There are also those who breed insects and sow vegetables.
I took a look and saw that the hands of the white man who was raised seemed to be burned by the flames.
I looked at the two old men not far away, who were also resting at this time.
I used the engine as parts and made a makeshift bug-tying machine out of the remaining materials.
I can't believe if anyone in this village has lost their mobility.
As time went on, I tested a lot.
Calculate this day and limit it to one year.
The enemy riders were almost at full fire, and fire magic was rising.
For these children, we have also written the language more deeply and added more words and content.
The white people actually began to disperse as if nothing had happened, leaving the old man to bow to the enemy rider.
I followed his example and took a bite. It tasted like lettuce.
Except for those who set up tents and tie up insects.
I could only smile and shook my head.
I walked up to the white man sowing vegetables to get a clear picture.
Then I took a symbolic drink and took a sip. I smiled and put the cup down because I wasn't thirsty.
Early this morning, the whole country was flooded with news. I could not close my mouth while looking at the newspaper.
It has been seven or eight months since we came here.
I handed my phone to one of the smarter kids.
This was the second sound I heard besides the old man chanting a mantra.
In this village, there is no distinction between day and night.
Because I left my phone at the bottom, there was no way to prove the authenticity of the matter.
Then he looked at me and took a bite of the vegetable.
But after the exclamation, there was calm, and then the frame was carried away by the white people.
At this time, because the conversion of thermal energy into electrical energy has been perfected, it is not difficult to charge mobile phones.
Some older children will imitate our words when I communicate with enemy riders.
We had thought about relying on this village and restoring my plane.
At first we thought this would be difficult, but the effect was very significant.
"It will be up to you then, but it will still take a year. You probably haven't heard of hot air balloons," I said.
In comparison, my transformation to convert heat energy into electricity was somewhat of a failure.
Unexpectedly, he handed me a handful of vegetables.
Everyone also rests after finishing their own work, and continues working after resting.
The two of us almost ran straight towards the group of white people and stopped them.
The kids looked at us and started cheering, but then started yelling and crying.
The time was getting closer and I was perfecting my hot air ballooning skills.
But we couldn't hide it, and the children started asking us where we were going.
I walked around the whole village.
They will be thrown directly into the lava and sentenced to death.
The enemy's riders have already begun to work intermittently.
The two of us stood firmly in front of them, resisting the white man who was lifting the injured white man.
The heat energy moves upward and is converted into this upward wind.
"That's not the white line it looks like, but another world." I said.
And he knows science and magic.
The children scratched their heads and were at a loss.
We also planned to continue teaching new knowledge that day.
But every time when the conversation got impatient, he started to talk a lot about his country.
I completed the conversion of thermal energy to electrical energy just when the phone was about to run out of power.
In response, I raised my stick and said, "Wooden stick."
And this tent was for the enemy rider. His tent was three times the size of the tent the two of us lived in together before.
I will also remember to say: "Ta."
Let these two children teach other children.
Suddenly all the white people stood up and walked out of the cave.
The enemy rider looked at what I had brought and smiled and asked me if I had found a way out.
The enemy rider gave the last shot and raised the white man's healing hand.
I immediately pushed the enemy rider beside me awake.
People here are in their own way, and people don't seem to argue.
The enemy rider nodded his head and said: "Isn't the plane out of power? Although the heat energy is converted into electricity, the heat energy on the ground cannot leave the ground and be used."