The love of a teacher is like drops of dew, which can revive even a withered soul; the love of a teacher is like a warm spring breeze, which can melt even frozen emotions.
教师的爱是滴滴甘露，即使枯萎的心灵也能苏醒；教师的爱是融融春风，即使冰冻了的感情也会消融。
过去从未死去。它甚至还未过去。
"A novel is a long piece of prose with something wrong with it."
Precision is not just a goal in our experiments; it's the very language through which nature speaks to us.
I believe that if you put in the work, the results will come.