My traditional culture teacher

In my old school, there was a unique teacher-the traditional culture teacher.

This teacher is amiable and makes us feel bored when taking us to class.

The teacher has no hair on his head. When he took us to class, he taught us the meaning of the ancient prose in the book, told us to recite "Cloud turns to rain, snow turns to wind, night turns to clear sky …" and taught us to play Tai Chi.

After we had two classes like this, the teacher took us out to "learn" some movements, and the teacher gave us a demonstration. We watch carefully and then do it. I remember the teacher taught us one action after another-after jumping up, our feet touched twice and then landed. But I was "stupid" and studied this "magic" for a year. But I really worked hard, but I seemed to be the only one in our class who couldn't learn well at that time. Nevertheless, our teacher didn't criticize me.

After practice, we always play by ourselves for a while.