The sun shone into the classroom, and the young teacher looked a little cramped on the podium. The girl sitting in the second row narrowed her eyes to a slit, her eyebrows were curved, and she was smiling. When they looked at each other, they suddenly felt relaxed, as if time had stayed in the days full of hope in the past.
Destiny quietly dropped a stone into the calm lake water, and ripples rippled.
So in the dark place where the moon doesn't shine, we are each other's moon.
Intention: Live a positive life, full of hope.