It turned overcast in the morning. The sunshine and warmth of yesterday thus seemed unreal and distant. The sky hanged low and gray.  The trees, most of them having shed all the leaves, stood still, as if in eager anticipation.

Spring Festival is in the air.

At this time of the year, Winter courses are well on the way. Thanks to the concerted efforts of the faculty and staff,  we have come up with a bigger student enrollment. Once again streets leading to Wuhan Neworiental grow crowded.  Hundreds of thousands of students've gathered here to upgrade and enrich themselves. When dismissed, streams of students would pour out into Shipailing,  hurrrying back and forth，and all beaming with determination and purpose. This is an ocean of English learning.

Each and every talented young man and young woman, my heart goes out to you.   No matter what you will achieve in English, you are already a hero in my mind.