When two socks fight in a war,
both socks lose,
there's no winning socks in a war.

We glorify the heroic socks,
and forgot the one we wear are the common socks.

You can put snow into a sock,
but when the sun comes,
it will still be an empty sock.

In the younger days, the socks smell good,
in the older days, every sock rots.

A working socks worn out eventually,
A sock in rest is forever new.

What is a pretty sock?
What is a beatutiful sock?
Are those with many colors?
or are those with fragrants?

We work all days,
from night to day,
we worn out our socks,
and sleep no more,
what do we get evenutally?
But the silence of death?

In the sunny days, our socks are dry.
In the rainy days, we try to keep our socks dry,
but that never works,
why in the kingdom of rain, we still want to keep the custom of the sun?

In childhood we wear small socks,
when we grown up we wear bigger socks,
only the socks has grown,
but our wisdom never grow.

A sock with lazy feet is not truly lazy,
Only a sock with a lazy mind is hoplessly lazy.

What is the use of a sock?
But to keep our feet warm and cozy?
If the sock is worn,
shall we still wear their corpses?

We live in the modern world,
we wear modern socks.

There's nothing wrong with modern,
but we shall never forget our past.

Without socks, we are afraid of cold,
With too many socks, we are afraid of losing them all.

If only sock A confess, sock A is free but sock B is screwed
If only sock B confess, sock B is free but sock A is screwed
If both socks confess, both socks are screwed
Only when Sock A & B both didn't confess, then both get the least terms.

That is the art of negotiation.

Never lie to a sock,
for you wear it all day long.