"Where have I come from, where did you pick me up?" the baby askedits mother.She answered, half crying, half laughing,…
Day by day I float my paper boats one by one down the runningstream.In bid black letters I write my…
If people came to know where my king's palace is, it would vanishinto the air.The walls are of white silver…
You say that father write a lot of books, but what he writes I don'tunderstand.He was reading to you all…