"I just want to sit and stay with you. I don't want to write poetry or read, just listen to the wind, watch the clouds and bask in the sun."
"It's great to go through all the time like this."
They can disappear in the crowd. The uniform school uniforms lock in their unbridled youth time, and countless visible and invisible rules cut everyone into formations. In such a huge surge, it seems like a secret that only belongs to two people.
The waiting crowd finally calmed down. They clasped the hands of those around them, looked at the huge screen in the distance, and counted down loudly with the numbers, looking forward to the arrival of that new moment.
Three, two, one.
The fireworks roared sharply into the night sky, exploding with a bang the moment they touched the clouds. The bright colors bloomed in an instant, lighting up the boundless night. Then it ended quietly, and the next brilliant fireworks were set off immediately.
The surroundings became extremely noisy, with people exclaiming, screaming, and laughing, and the air was filled with the faint smell of gunpowder smoke. Lin Qi heard Yang Shu's "Happy New Year" leaning into his ear at that moment, and wondered whether his response was drowned in the loud noise of the fireworks.
Purpose: The road of continuous self-improvement for people's teachers