It is now February 6th, the ninth day of the first lunar month. I am still immersed in the afterglow of the Spring Festival, indulging in food, drink, and fun. However, the reality is that I have to return to school tomorrow. What a beautiful time and scenery, but who can enjoy it? Such spring light is always short and fleeting, good times easily pass and do not return, just as people inevitably grow up.
Let's turn the clock back to January. New Year's Day gave us a one-day holiday experience card, followed by more than ten days of distracted work and preparations for the annual meeting. On the evening of January 18th, the annual meeting was successfully held. Due to issues with the delivery of our performance headgear, my poetry recitation program with Senior Brother ZQ had to be changed to a serious topic (the original plan was "I Am a Milk Dragon"). The grand prize went to a teacher, which was one of the two small regrets of the annual meeting; the other segments were very good, not in vain for the effort put in by me and several senior brothers.
The end of the annual meeting also meant the beginning of the winter vacation. I headed straight to J City to reunite with Bao. Although we were both busy, we always managed to find that pure joy whenever we met. In J City, we wandered through the streets, tasting various authentic snacks, reminiscing about the past while dreaming about the future, as if time became exceptionally long at that moment. We even went to the fields to pick large strawberries, which took us two days to finish. Most importantly, we took photos at HMT. After getting our makeup done, Bao was as stunning as ever, and I could say I had a "makeover" too. The beautiful photos left us with unforgettable memories. A few days later, we went to West Lake in Hangzhou together. The beauty of West Lake has been depicted countless times by poets, but when I truly stood by the lake and saw the picturesque scenery, I was still deeply shocked. The lake surface shimmered, and the distant mountains appeared faintly in the mist, resembling a light ink wash painting. In the following days, we visited Lingyin Temple, feeling that tranquility and peace, where we met a very charismatic elderly man and benefited greatly from our conversation. We also went to eat crab roe noodles by the West Lake, the fresh and fragrant taste was unforgettable. We visited the Southern Song Dynasty Royal Street, experiencing the ancient charm and elegance. A week passed in the blink of an eye, and we set off on our way home with a heart full of memories.
Back home, I lay in bed, reflecting on the journey of that week, filled with warmth and reluctance. Although I have to return to school tomorrow (P.S. from 2025/2/9: the return date has been postponed), I know that these beautiful moments will always accompany me, allowing me to feel this joy and warmth in the days to come. With Valentine's Day just a few days away, I am even more looking forward to it, which has eased my worries about returning to work. As for how February will unfold, let's talk about it next time.