The alluring aroma of the steamed cakes wafted out quietly through the cracks of the kitchen doors and windows, dancing with the breeze and gradually permeating the surrounding air.
The sweet scent...
Silky and smooth like silk, it drifted gently in the breeze towards the distance, until it reached every corner of the large playground...
On the stage...
"Chinese style is so grand, Chinese style is so cool, the yellow skin washed by the Yellow River, this color won't change in five thousand years..."
The children of Class (2), wearing matching red sportswear, energetically followed the rhythm of "Chinese Style" while dribbling basketballs.
The basketballs in their hands seemed to be imbued with life, flying up and down, sometimes tossed high, sometimes dribbled low, each time hitting the ground with a crisp sound.
And with every turn, every jump, the children executed their movements with precision, full of powerful beauty...
Below the stage...
