better in time.

去年五月,做了疯狂的事.年少是疯狂的一场梦.

I used to cry a lot.

Eventually, we all get better in time. I spent a long time in vain, it's not a shame to admit that I fell. Who doesn't have a hard time in the big black hole, felt like have been eaten or, drown.

Better in time, this a what my buddy told me.

It's hard to believe the warm of sun in the winter, and the brightness just seems impossible in the long night, and the happiness seems never ever appear in the hard times. Yet, tomorrow is another day. I would never know I could actually breathe without you, there is a tomorrow for me.

And, someday, I just woke up and I realize the sky is blue, wide, and clear.

There are kinds of weather in the days of our journey.

Me,

May 2, 2011.