灵魂永远在运动,它爱慕和渴望一切。
In the realm of computational complexity, every problem is a universe waiting to be explored.
Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend; Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and—sans End!
The only thing you can do with good advice is pass it on. It is never of any use to oneself.
Never underestimate the power of a farmer’s intuition—it’s built on experience.