Grocery on Distributed Algorithms

A1: My Poetry (1)

Reminder: This post contains 200 words · 1 min read · by Xianbin

Bones

I will crush my bones inch by inch

And forge new ones

Let the past be just pass,

Weak and feeble bones, all gone.

When the new bones grow,

I will be a different person

骨头

我将我的骨头一寸寸捏碎

重新打造新的骨头

过去的一切就让它过去

软弱无力的骨头通通消失吧

等到新的骨头长出来

我将是一个不一样的人