Hao maojun
A machine is old.
It won't listen, it will.
With a temper that we are not used to.
To treat us.
But it's innocent
Like my grandfather.
I can't do anything. I'm deaf, dumb and paralyzed.
The anger in his eyes burned everyone.
It seems that everything is our fault.
His silence
In fact, it is a greater confrontation.
My father and I spent a long time.
Feed him carefully and give him the confidence to live.
A machine is old.
The more difficult thing is not the machine itself.
It is we who have doubts about our habits.
A machine will eventually get old.
Including you and my body.
Calm down and think about it.
Nobody wants the machine to go wrong.
Even if we don't need it anymore.
Keep it intact.
Our mood will be calm and comfortable.
My grandfather is a thing of the past.
Occasionally live in some of my memories.
Why did the centrifuge betray?
line
It has been ignored by the frequency converter.
Control it to suddenly release a series of gases.
Hey, hey, smile like a person.
Become an idle lazy person.
I suspect that this is a sinister guy.
I doubt it knows politics.
Now its shell is burning and there are signs of fever.
The electrician stayed up with a frown and his eyes were red and swollen.
Holding the measuring instrument, he yawned carefully.
Fall flat on the chair.
He closed the switch and pulled it down.
He winked and said happily
"I have to go to bed."
There must be another accomplice in the centrifuge.
The whole production line is paralyzed.
Very quiet, very quiet.
Now no one dares to underestimate.
Cut a piece of time like a leader.
Chew a piece of brown bread carefully.