When they were young, almost everyone played a nasty little game when they were bored.
Make a small piece of grass into a ring, catch a poor ant and let it crawl on it.
No matter how long I climb, I can't reach the end...
When you get tired of it, execute the ant, or throw the ant back into the grass with great kindness.
When I grew up, I realized how cruel I was in biology class.
Even if the ant we selected is put back into the grass,
I can never go home again...
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
A day destined to be remembered by Liang Hui for the rest of his life...
On this day, he deeply felt the pain of that ant back then.