Every time I do a math problem, I will habitually write a "solution"
There are only two kinds of mathematical proof questions, one is "lying in the trough can also prove" and the other is "lying in the trough can also prove"
Love addition, hate subtraction.
Use multiplication to be grateful, and use division to solve worries.
This thing of mathematics. This is the fate of three minutes. Seven points depend on hard work. The remaining 140 points are really helpless.
In math class, the teacher said: Asymptote and hyperbola can only be infinitely close and never intersect. Suddenly I feel so sad.
Knowing that I love you proves that you love me.