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Time flows like sand slipping through fingers, passing by in a hurry without notice. Days unfold like an old film on fast forward, each frame filled with the marks of growth and stories. Peng Fei is like a seed striving to take root and absorb nutrients, thriving in the fertile soil of knowledge under the careful guidance of Teacher Zhuang and the enthusiastic support of his companions. The once vague and confusing points of knowledge have now transformed into solid reserves of learning in his mind. Notebooks filled with notes and increasingly excellent test scores stand as witnesses to his transformation.
Suzhou is no less remarkable, tirelessly honing herself day after day in the Training Room under Shaogong, where sunlight and sweat mingle. From her initially awkward movements to now performing with grace, every lift of her leg, every spin, and every leap resembles a lively poem, imbued with strength and beauty. Her figure grows lighter and more graceful, like a sprite dancing on clouds. The approving gaze of her master and the upcoming opportunity to perform are the best rewards for her hard work.
However, parting arrives like an unexpected cold rain, quietly dampening this warm and beautiful time. The news of Peng Fei's departure spreads through the courtyard like a gust of wind, stirring complex ripples in everyone's hearts. It was a leisurely afternoon when Peng Fei and Lin Dongzhe sat on a stone bench in the yard, fiddling with an old Rubik's Cube. They shared delightful conversations about its fascinating solutions and exclusive tricks. Amid laughter, Lin Dongzhe suddenly had an idea. Rubbing the somewhat faded cube in his hands, he looked at Peng Fei with bright eyes and said, "This cube is too old! I want to buy a new one with more patterns and ways to play, but I don’t have enough money. What should I do?" Before Peng Fei could respond, Suzhou chimed in playfully from the side, "Just borrow from me! But the interest isn't low!" Although it was a joke, Lin Dongzhe took it seriously. After some hesitation, he borrowed money from Suzhou, signed an IOU promising to pay it back soon, which made everyone burst into laughter. Little did they know that this small incident would become a significant debt he would always think about repaying.
On the eve of his departure, Peng Fei held tightly to the money entrusted by his mother for Huang Ling. The bills were dampened by sweat from his palms and slightly wrinkled. He approached Huang Ling with his head down, hands outstretched, his voice tinged with reluctance and gratitude: "Auntie, this is what my mom asked me to give you. Thank you for taking care of me during this time." Huang Ling hurriedly pushed his hand back, her gaze gentle yet firm, a smile playing on her lips as she said: "Silly child, Auntie takes care of you willingly. Take this money back; buy yourself something good to eat on your journey. When you get to Guizhou, pick up some local specialties for your mom and choose some small gifts for your friends in the courtyard as mementos." Peng Fei's eyes glistened with tears as he nodded and carefully tucked away the money.
Thus, Peng Fei set off with the money in hand, running through streets and alleys to carefully select various snacks and little trinkets. He even bought ice cream for each child in the courtyard. The children gathered around him, eating their ice cream with tears in their eyes, holding onto his hands unwilling to let go while chattering about past fun times—from laughter in class to playful chases in the yard—each memory tinged with golden sadness at parting.
The next morning, sunlight flooded the courtyard as Peng Fei stood at the gate with his bag slung over his shoulder. He embraced Teacher Zhuang, Huang Ling, and Xiao Ting one by one before shaking hands tightly with Lin Dongzhe and Suzhou. With red-rimmed eyes, they struggled to find words; only wishes for safe travels and reminders to come back were exchanged. Taking a deep breath, Peng Fei turned around and walked away with determined yet slightly heavy steps. His figure gradually faded into the distance at the end of the street but left behind this precious friendship forever etched in everyone's hearts—a shining treasure that would never fade amidst the river of time.
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