One day, I passed by the school gate and saw a teacher teaching how to make drinks. I was curious and went over to take a look. Looking at the dazzling array of cups, it seemed easy to shake them, but after shaking for a long time, my hands would get sore. However, I really liked this experience.

The image in the middle looks a lot like a novel I love, The Last Leaf. The artist painted that leaf for the ailing heroine, but ultimately succumbed to the wind and rain and passed away. I used to pass by the area behind the gymnasium, but looking at this leaf, I felt it was full of vitality and tenacity.