The early morning sunlight slants into the classroom, casting diamond-shaped spots on the yellowed desks. Chalk dust mixes with the scent of osmanthus floating outside the window, slowly hanging in the air. The countdown numbers in the upper right corner of the blackboard were illuminated by the sunlight, like a thin needle, gently piercing Yue tide's heart.
Purpose: Growth is never a solitary sprint. The goodwill and companionship hidden in time are the confidence that supports us to go on.
