Remember that year the Spring Festival Gala, they said at childlike: “our school is small, but our grades are not bad”; “we don’t compete with city kids”; “Beijing is also our home”…… they are gradually mature, bid farewell to yesterday’s shyness, begin to welcome the new day.
Although, they still worry about the small tuition fees; although, the school still can’t pay the utilities; although, there are a lot of things that are not perfect ….. although there are a lot of “though”, but only one “but” is enough, a lot of eyes have turned to them.
The sun rose above the horizon, illuminating the end of the city and their lives.
They will eventually become us.
