A poem written by Iverson in Dunk Magazine was about Iverson’s transfer to the Nuggets.

The sorrow of reunion and separation, no longer attached to, no longer clinging to.

When he held hands in the past, you were already by his side.

Time cannot bury the bleeding heart.

The roaring tears bury the sorrow and sorrow.

Love needs no excuses, and hate has no reason.

Immortal is always immortal.

Philadelphia’s answer lies far away.

Jianghu’s answer remains the same.

The sword is still in hand.

The war never stops.

The blood is still boiling.

Tears cannot erase grudges.

Wave your hands, hug me goodbye, and be gentle.

Determined melancholy, and those melancholy eyes.

Yesterday’s monument is still waiting for today’s soul.

It’s just that vague familiarity that always wants to leave or stay?