Mr. Yang planted a poplar tree when Wilbur was born.

rich, fat man is a vice-lord who protects his wealth with the sword

If you have wool over your eyes, you might fall short of the next I-beam.

Picture a sheep trying to jump over an I-beam and falling short.

In the microphone: “We have evidence that establishes the correct conclusion.”

comedians are compensated “pei-ed” with shells

you can think of the first stroke as a fanny pack

as a component: “折文旁”

Your right hand frolics with the trigger of the rifle.

a valentine written on a small heart

as a component: ”竖心底“

Mother typically used the hunter on the road to communicate with Grandmother

The Hunter Communicates: This boy communicates with his look that, as a hunter, he has no intention of continuing as a day laborer on the road like his father. (1930's On the Road)

Your hands clench because of the cold, hoping the cooking fire heats them up.

alternatively: 扌 + 九 + 丶 + 灬 hand + nine + drop + cooking fire, You need to heat your hands over the fire, nine fingers are ok, but one is frozen solid.

maybe there is a fifth register of honorific Japanese: the literary OR the literary I speaks five times as much as anyone else

The "child in the well" is one of the most famous parables used by the Confucian philosopher Mencius (Mengzi) to illustrate his foundational belief that human nature is inherently good. Mencius argued that if a person suddenly sees a young child about to fall into a well, they will experience a spontaneous feeling of alarm and compassion.

‍Mencius was the oldest child, so he got fed first.

A standing person transforms into a sitting person, maybe in a magic show.

*stroke crosses through

You deserve a tongue-lashing! The taskmaster is not your enemy! (Wedding Planner)

you act with your muscles, producing two drops of sweat

The food dish he is supervising has blue flowers on it.

A woman with her child is good.

Mother: Today I gave birth to a child. Now my life is good. / Daughter: This is good—having a child is a new growth opportunity for me.

Picture a woman on a stage commencing a women's march.

Whirling banners mark the trail of the Spartan race. (Max Dart)