<p class="ql-block">Pushing open the window in the morning, the green mountains of Jinzhai were shrouded in mist, as if they were also covered with a layer of hazy veil for parting. When packing, there was a bottle of drink brought to us by my classmate's brother at the bedside, and my eyes couldn't help but feel slightly hot.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">There are endless surprises in the talent display. A student played "Innocent Eraser" with a flute. Although there was no lyrics, the crisp flute sound went straight from the vent to all parts of the classroom. We couldn't help clapping our hands. Although it was over soon, the melody left a mark in my mind.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">I may never see these classmates again in my life, but I have experienced their life.</p>