The sky was filled with red clouds.
The peaceful lake, bathed in the glow of the sunset, exuded an extraordinary beauty.
In the forest on the hillside, a cinerous vulture flapped its wings and gently landed on the back of a graceful large dinosaur.
Ever since Yan Fei told Xu Xiaoyan that half-true, half-false story, he felt as if he had discarded a heavy burden that he had been carrying around all the time, making him feel at ease.
Under the girl's supervision, he spent the afternoon diligently doing his summer vacation homework. With her around, he found the words "happy holidays" on the cover of his holiday homework much easier to swallow.
He never felt that way before. With such a stack of homework in front of him, how could any student be happy? Wasn't this akin to adding legs to a snake or the yellow weasel wishing the chicken a happy New Year, in other words, an action that was redundant at best and harmful at worst?