[The morning air by the window is so gentle, with the faint sound of an ocarina (笛) mixed in, making the ancient charm of the pot (盎) linger in the quiet alley (巷), and the luthier's earnest words (谏) add a touch of warmth to this peaceful moment.],
Today we toss our caps, laugh till our sides hurt, and tuck 4 years of late-night study sessions and inside jokes into our backpacks. Off to write the next chapter