PFC Chapter 230 Snow Star Library
Chapter 230 Snow Star Library
After the staff left, I slowly walked into the softly glowing hibernation chamber. As my body touched the soft interior, a feeling of comfort and security instantly spread throughout me. I adjusted my posture, closed my eyes, and completely immersed myself in this brief but productive rest.
During this magical period of rest, time seemed stretched out. Though only half an hour had passed, it felt as restorative as a typical four-hour nap. As the minutes ticked by, my body and mind felt profoundly relaxed and nourished.
Finally, when the hibernation chamber slowly opened again, I opened my eyes and saw that everyone around me was full of energy and radiant. Not long after, the staff member who had been greeting us walked towards me with a smile on his face. His steps were brisk and steady, and his face was filled with unconcealable joy.
"Congratulations!" The staff member stopped in front of me and said with a smile, "Your application has been successfully approved!" Upon hearing this news, the originally quiet scene suddenly became lively. Especially the lovely children, they cheered and laughed at the good news, and the laughter filled the whole room.
Next, following the pre-arranged schedule, the children began to enter the experience cabin one by one in an orderly manner. I stood by and watched quietly as they stepped into the cabin with curiosity and excitement. Some children even trotted a few steps, eager to experience the wonders as soon as possible.
As each child emerged from the experience cabin, their eyes sparkled, as if they had discovered a new world. They gathered together excitedly, chattering about the fantastical food they had just seen. Some described seeing a gigantic mountain of cake; others described a colorful waterfall of candy. Listening to their lively and engaging stories, I was filled with joy and gratitude.
Smiling, I led a group of energetic and curious children slowly out of the exciting experience zone. Along the way, my ears were filled with the children's cheerful chirping like birds as they enthusiastically shared their experiences and interesting discoveries. I listened to their discussions, nodding in response from time to time, while silently planning the detailed itinerary for the next day.
Just then, I felt a slight vibration on my wrist—my computer had suddenly received a new message. I paused, glanced down, and saw an urgent notice from the library on the screen: "Dear readers, due to routine maintenance, only some of the library's exhibition halls will be open to the public tomorrow. Please plan ahead. We sincerely apologize for the inconvenience." My heart sank upon seeing this message, my carefully crafted plans instantly disrupted. For a moment, my brow furrowed involuntarily.
However, when I looked up and met the children's clear, expectant eyes, my deep hesitation instantly vanished. These adorable little angels were eagerly anticipating the wonderful journey ahead, and I didn't want to disappoint them because of such a small change. Thinking of this, my mind raced, and I quickly came up with a solution.
I took a deep breath, and a confident smile appeared on my face again. Then I turned to face the children and said, "My dears, the teacher just received a notice from the library that some equipment there needs to be repaired tomorrow, so we can't visit all of them as we originally planned. But don't worry! The teacher has thought of a solution. We can change the order of the visit and go to see the most essential and fun parts first. How about it? I believe it will be very interesting!" Hearing what I said, the children were stunned at first, but then they cheered and expressed that they had no objection to my suggestion, and said in unison that they completely trusted me, their caring guide.
As night fell that day, I retreated to my study, spread out the map I'd borrowed from the library on my desk, and meticulously perused the detailed descriptions of each exhibition hall. I absorbedly considered how to maximize the limited time available and allow the children to fully appreciate this treasure trove of knowledge. After repeated deliberation and revision, I finally managed to recreate a tour route that was both concise and engaging.
The next morning, before the sun had fully risen, the children eagerly gathered at the designated location. Each one of them was radiant and energetic, brimming with vitality and vigor. I smiled and waved to everyone, signaling our departure. Then, leading these adorable little ones, weaving through the various exhibition halls like a gust of wind, weaving along the new route we'd meticulously planned the night before.
Throughout the visit, the children maintained their enthusiasm, chirping non-stop like a flock of newly released birds. Whenever they entered a new exhibition hall, they couldn't help but stare wide-eyed, gaping mouths in wonder. The dazzling array of books, precious artifacts, and exquisite artworks seemed to possess a magical power that captivated the children and kept them captivated.
Despite the tight schedule and little time for rest, neither I nor the children felt tired at all. On the contrary, everyone was filled with satisfaction and joy. This short yet fulfilling trip not only provided the children with an unprecedented visual feast and spiritual awe, but also sowed the seeds of a thirst for knowledge in their young hearts. I believe these beautiful memories will stay with them throughout their lives, becoming a precious treasure on their journey of growth.
We then continued this unforgettable journey along the winding and mysterious trails of Snow Star. Soon, a magnificent and unique building came into view - it was the famous local art hall.
This hall, like a dazzling pearl set on the planet Snow, radiates a captivating light. As we stepped inside, we were immediately struck by the dazzling array of artworks. Each piece here is a breathtaking display of masterful craftsmanship.
Some artworks resemble flowing light sculptures. Far from being static, they constantly transform in a myriad of forms depending on the viewer's perspective. Sometimes they resemble the graceful, ethereal beauty of a dancing fairy; sometimes they resemble the majestic, roaring, galloping horse. These light sculptures seem to possess a life of their own, engaging in a silent yet moving dialogue with the viewer.
Some paintings were even more magical, captivating not only with their vibrant colors but also with the sound of melodious music. The notes leaped from the paint like little elves, weaving through the air into a series of lingering melodies. The children were completely captivated by this wondrous world of art, their eyes wide open, their faces filled with curiosity and wonder. Their little hands gently touched the exquisite works of art, trying to sense the endless allure behind them.
In this palace of art, the children were struck by an unprecedented artistic impact. This impact went beyond mere visual or auditory enjoyment; it was a profound touch that touched their souls. They began to see everything around them with a fresh perspective, discovering that the beauty in life could be so diverse and unique.
For me, this trip held profound significance. Seeing the children's faces light up with excitement and joy filled my heart with joy and satisfaction. I knew this experience was more than just a simple trip for them; it was a wonderful opportunity to broaden their horizons and enrich their knowledge. Being able to witness this with them was undoubtedly one of the most precious moments of my life.