Mr. Gao lives in a town. When he was twenty-five, his son was born. He calls him Gao Ling. The little boy is clever and his parents love him very much.
It's September 1st today. A new school year begins. Gao Ling is happy and wears his most beautiful clothes. He's going to school with his new bag.
"Let me take you to school, dear," said Mrs. Gao.
"Thank you, Mummy," said the boy, "The school is not far from here. I can go there myself."
At school a teacher met the little boy and asked," What's your name, my little friend?" "Gao Ling, sir", answered the boy. "How old are you?" "Six, sir."
"What's your father's name?" "Gao Dalin, sir". "How old is he?" "He's six too, sir." "Oh," the teacher said in surprise. "Is he as old as you?"
"Yes, sir." said the boy. "He became a father only at that time when I was born."