The originally beautiful youth has become pale and fragile under the heavy blow of reality. But I will still be strong enough to finish the waltz of my youth. Who disturbed my youth, a relative, a lover, or a friend? If I have another choice, I think I will still choose to find my own happiness. Even if my youth will be damaged because of this, I will not give up. Maybe I often envy other people's beautiful youth, but I still don't give up my youth, just because she is mine, good or bad, all mine, so I accept the reality and my powerless youth in reality. At least I have never regretted it, let alone given up. I insist on looking for my happiness, and I also insist on healing myself in reality. It may hurt every time, but it proves that I really existed and my youth together with me.
--Pei Yiyan