The butterfly flapped its small wings and drew a golden streak in the sun; "Under every withered rose petal, there is buried a butterfly that was entangled in the spider web and suffocated to death."; The young man stood on tiptoes hard and used a slender locust wood stick to lift the butterfly struggling for life in the spider web. Butterfly; this is a door that can be opened but can never be closed; the spider tore off the wings of the butterfly, spitting out thin but deadly silk threads one after another, quickly wrapped around the butterfly's body, revealing its black fangs soaked in venom...; This is a giant web, the spider peeks in the darkness Everyone can't get rid of this game without a winner; the only thing you can do now is not to think about saving others, but to redeem yourself; a sweet breath overflowed from your lips and teeth, and you accidentally bit your tongue, and the cherry juice mixed with blood slowly flowed from the corner of your mouth. Overflow; I like to hide alone in the darkest corner of the room late at night, observing the strange appearance of the little dancing figures emerging from the dark shadow gaps in the room; where did you put the mirror, and why does the devil still exist; is there still hope? I want to live well again and live well..."
Purpose: A self-salvation for schizophrenia patients