Romance of the Three Kingdoms Epilogue English Translation Romus Version Understand into Hurry!! 30

What is translated upstairs...

I'll just write the gist.

Parents can't do their children's homework, the author teaches children to subtract 179 from 202, but children must use 10, which stumps parents.

In **, the teacher explained how to use this 10 (a little difficult here, parents don't understand) to use the abacus algorithm, that is, the first column on the right represents 1, the second column represents 10、、、 and finally the author expressed his feelings, he knows that 1 plus 1 is equal to 2, but he never knows why it is equal to 2.

It is often said, "Child.

I don't know how to do math because parents don't do their children's homework", here is an example to illustrate my point.

My daughter came home that day with her math homework, "I'm going to subtract 179 from 202," she said.

It's very easy," I said, "you just take 202 back 179 times." ”

But we need a 10, where is the 10? ”

I don't understand that ** needs 10, let's calculate 202 minus 179, 12 minus 9 equals 3, add 1 on the ten place to 7, 10 minus 8 equals 2, the answer is 23".

We can't do that, we have to use 10".

Well, I'll give you teacher a ** and see how she calculates 202 minus 179."

After answering **, I said I had some trouble with the homework you gave my daughter. The teacher said, "The column on the right represents the single digit, and the 2 in the column represents the single digit 2; The 0 in the middle column represents the ten digits, and the 2 in the left column represents the hundreds, you know? "But I still don't get it.

I hung up** and started looking for my medicine kit, I have a headache right now, I put a few pills in my mouth, "How much did you take?" My wife asked. "I ate one slice and another slice. I know 1 plus 1 equals 2, but please don't ask me how much it is now".

It's often said, "Kids can't do it."

Math problems, this is because parents cannot do their children's homework. Here's an example to illustrate what I mean.

One day, my daughter brought back her math homework. "I have to subtract (minus) from 179 in 202," she said.

It's simple," I said. "You put 202 179. ”

But we need a 10 here. 10 in **? ”

I don't know 10. Let's start with 202 minus from two is three. You take one and add it to the two from zero. The answer is 23. ”

We can't do that. We have to use 10".

Well, I'll give your teacher a chance to see how she subtracted 179 from 202. ”

In **, I said I was having a little trouble with the homework she gave to my daughter. The teacher said, "In the right column (column) we have the unit one.

These two are counted in this column. In the center ounts zero for zero tens of thousands. These two columns on the left number number are in the hundreds.

Are you clear? "But I don't think I'm clear.

I hung up ** and found my medicine box. My head is hurting now. I began to put the medicine of pills into my mouth.

How much do you eat? My wife asked. "I took one, and then I was again....I know, one is two, but don't ask me what it is. ”

It's often said, "Children can't do math problems because parents can't do their children's homework." Here's an example to illustrate what I mean.

One day, my daughter brought home her math homework after that. She said, "I have minus (minus) 179 202."

It's easy," I said. "You put 202 to 179. ”

But here we are 10. At**? “

I don't know in **10. Let's just subtract 179,202. Nine from two or three. You take one and add it to the seven. 8 from zero is two. The answer is 23. “

We can't do that. We have to use 10". “

Okay, I'll call your teacher and see how she subtracts 202 from 179. ”

In **, I said that I was a little bit in trouble and she gave my daughter homework. The teacher said, "In the right column (bar), we have a unit. Two of the important ones in the column.

In the center of the zero ounts zero dozens. Hundreds of names in the number of columns on the left. Do you understand?

But I don't think I'm clear.

I hung up the ** and found my way to the medicine box. Now my head hurts. I started to shove the medicine into my mouth.

My wife asked. "How many have you done? I spent, and then I took another one.

I know one plus one is two, but don't ask me what it is right now. ”

Thank you for your reply.

I'm glad you replied to my email. How's your day going? When I saw your profile and contacted you, I prayed to God and paid attention to your reply. It is God's grace that we can make connections.

I'm Anita. Miss Wade, single and never married. I'm from Comoros, West Africa, and I'm currently living in the N'Dioum refugee shelter in Senegal, where I sought political asylum due to the civil war in my country.

The shelter is run by a pastor who emails you from his computer in his office when he's not too busy.

My late father, John F. Kennedy. Dr. Wade is Chairman of Wade Industries, Inc., in Abidjan, the economic capital of our country. He was also a personal adviser to the former head of state, of course, before the rebels attacked our home and brutally murdered my parents one morning.

Now, I'm the only one alive, and then I tried to get to a neighboring country, where I'm now staying as a refugee.

I want to know more about you. What you like and hate, your habits and what you're currently doing. I like to meet people who are loyal, who don't know, who are sincere, who are trustworthy, who are kind, and who are good.

I hate people who lie, who are criminal, who are like ****, who are insincere, who are disrespectful. Glued here is my **, I hope to hear from you soon.

Waiting for your reply, your sincere friend.

Anita.

Thank you for your reply, I'm glad you replied to my email. How is it for you today? When I see your profile, I contact you before praying to God and look at your reply, which is God's grace that we contact.

My name is Miss Anita Wade, single and not married, I am from Côte d'Ivoire in West Africa and currently reside in refugee camp n'Dioum in Senegal I am seeking political asylum due to the civil war that is happening in my country. The camp was in control of the pastor's father, and I used his computer to send you this email when he was not too busy in his office.

Late father Ho Kam Fai, Kennedy Wade Chairman Managing Director (Wade Industries****), in Abidjan's economic capital of our country, he was also a personal adviser, former head of state before the rebels attacked, our home one early in the morning and killed my mother and father in the cold. Only I am alive now, and I manage to make my way to the nearby country of Senegal in my life now as a refugee.

Sincerely, Anita.

Thank you for your reply.

I'm glad to hear from you. How are you doing today? When I saw your information, I prayed before God that I could contact you, and that your reply was God's gift to us.

I'm Anita Wade, single and never married. I'm from Côte d'Ivoire in West Africa, and now I'm seeking political asylum in the N'Dione refugee camp in Senegal because of the ongoing war in my country.

The camp is run by a pastor, and when his office is not busy, I use his computer to send you this email.

My father, Dr Kennedy Wade, was Chairman of the Board of Directors in our capital, Abidjan, and was an adviser to the former Head of State before the rebels attacked my home. Early one morning, the rebels brutally murdered my parents. Only I survived, I managed to go to Senegal and became a refugee.

I want to learn more about you, what you like and don't love, what you do and what you're doing. I like to meet people who are loyal, empathetic, genuine, trustworthy, kind and friendly. I hate people who lie, who commit crimes, who are terrorist, who are untruthful, who are disrespectful.

Attached here is my **, hope to get your caution soon.

Waiting for your reply, your most loyal friend.

anita

Thank you and I'm glad to have your message in my mail. How are you doing today? When I saw your file and I prayed to God before I behold, you contacted you already, which was by God's grace to come into contact with us.

My name is A, single, Wade has never been married, I'm from Cote D'Ivoire is in West Africa, where he now lives'Dione seeks political asylum in refugee camps in Senegal. I was in my country because of the civil war. This refugee camp is controlled by a pastor who is so crowded in his office when I write you this email on my computer.

My father was a doctor Kennedy Wade Chairman (Wade Industries ****), a country in the economic capital of Abidjan, Côte d'Ivoire, and he was also a private adviser before the rebels of the former head of state attacked our house early in the morning and killed my mom and dad in a cold blood. It's just that I'm alive and I've managed to get my way to a country nearby. I am now living as a refugee in Senegal.

I hate liars, criminals, ****, unrighteous people, without respect for humanity. Here's my **, with hope to hear from you. I've waited a lot for you, your honesty.

Annina.

Thanks for the reply, I'm glad you replied to my letter. How have you been lately? When I saw your library, I prayed to God. Now that you've replied to me, it's just God's gift to us to connect with each other.

My name is Anita Wade, single and never married. I'm originally from Côte d'Ivoire in West Africa and now live in N, Senegal'The dioum refugee camp, Senegal is the political refuge I seek because of the civil war in our country. The camp is run by a godfather, and I sent you this email on his computer when he wasn't busy.

My late father, Dr. Kennedy Wade, was the Managing Director of Wade Industries****, a company in Abidjan, the economic capital of our country. He was also a personal adviser to the previous governor before the rebels stormed our room in cold blood one morning and killed my parents. Now I am the only one who has survived and managed to escape to the nearby country of Senegal and live as a refugee.

I want to know more about you, what you like and don't like, what your hobbies and how you've been doing. I like people who are loyal, understanding, sincere, trustworthy, friendly, hateful, criminal, disloyal and disrespectful to others. The attachment is mine**.

Hope to hear back from you soon. Looking forward to hearing from you.

You are faithful, Anita

It looks like the buddy met an exotic red face (maybe "black face") on the Internet. Glamorous, envious!

Considering that this article is like a little problem in the learning process of a person with a small self, I will try to translate it as follows:

Thank you for your reply (reply).

I'm glad you got me emailed back. How's it going? When I saw your information, I prayed to God for you to have a further connection.

It seems that you have quite a good idea] Now that I see your letter, I really feel the power of God - it makes our dreams come true. [This girl is not deep].

My name is Anita Wade, single --- unmarried. I am an Ivorian from West Africa. Recently, because of the civil war in my country, I lived in the North Dinham refugee camp in Senegal to seek political asylum.

The camp is run by a respected priest who is not very busy at this time, and I am sending you this e-mail from his computer in his office. [It seems that this girl is in trouble].

My late father, Dr. Kennedy Wade, was the president of Wade Industries, located in Abidjan, the economic center of our country, and he was also the personal economic adviser to the former head of state. Early one morning, a group of rebels broke into my home and brutally murdered my parents. I was the only one who survived, and I made it to my neighbouring country, Senegal, and now I am a refugee.

Oh mom, isn't this a princess becoming a beggar? That's a whole thing

Beware!! I want to meet someone who is honest, empathetic, and amiable. [It's all on this, and it's still picky! ]

The president's daughter, hey. I hate lies and criminals, ****s, disloyal people, and people who don't know how to respect others. Attached to the letter is my **.

It looks like there is still a connection in the mail. Dude, be careful, don't get poisoned, and don't be scared --- that place in Africa, it's hard to say! Expect to hear from you soon.

Waiting for your reply. Your loyal Anita (Anita).[Don't be too intoxicated, foreigners say so at the end of the letter].