I think every one of our classmates here is not a wooden person, because we are young now, and we all have a sensitive heart, a pair of eyes that are good at observing, and a pair of hearts that are good at listening. We are all living beings. caring people.
But despite this, have any of the students here heard the sound of Dandelion combing her hair? The sound of 80 ants trotting? And the sound of falling snowflakes?