The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the treetops, scattering dappled patterns at the colorful entrance of Dorami Kindergarten, bringing a hint of warmth.
Cai Jingxian, Zheng Yujia, and the other big class teachers were the first to arrive at their designated welcome area, warmly greeting each child coming to school.
"Good morning, kids!"
Their voices were gentle and full of vitality, like a breeze in spring lightly brushing over the children's hearts.
"Good morning, teacher!"
The children in the big class had become "old hands" after several semesters. They had come to terms with going to school and were already in tune with the kindergarten's routine, so when greeted by the teachers, their tender responses flowed like a chorus, accompanied by sporadic waves.
