Here's what Pu Shu said:

In such an era, no one can tell the truth clearly, and everyone has the right to choose according to his own ideas. In the face of those farce, I will not laugh at their mediocrity and cowardice, I will be filled with indignation. I hope I can calm down and control my standards and dignity.

Life has given us too much. Is it not enough for me to explore and experience happiness, pain and confusion? So, thank you, my life, for your reproduction and drowning my sentient beings.

The city where we live is sometimes sunny and sometimes cloudy. We choose our own expressions and postures just to wait for those things that flicker faintly in my life. They are like cold stars in winter nights, flickering and then disappearing; How many nights, I tried my best to catch them-these naughty little things, these great forces. Sometimes I think, yes, they are really by my side, the pen in hand, the notes in my mouth; However, when I tried to look up, they were still so far away that I couldn't touch them with my life. All right, all right, let me go, go, use up my life.

Thank life, although it is so imperfect and ugly, it really makes me mature, and I finally become firm and try to smile. I really thank the creation for giving me the ability and opportunity to express myself, for giving me a distance, for giving me lights, for giving me vegetation and for giving me sisters. The stars in the sky let me find my way in this city full of desire-it has nothing to do with the house of destiny, it leads to my secret garden, where my friends I miss very much and the elves in me live.