Wednesday, July 23, 2008 @11:13 PM
Part of growing up is to experience something new-both good and bad. Something which you perceive as a horrible incident now is really not a big deal down the road of life.
Those pain that you went through, hurt that you thought you will never forget, memories you swore not to re-visit were all being replaced by something newer each day.
曾经我也痛过我也恨过怨过放弃过
在自己的房间里 觉得幸福遗弃我
如果没有分离背叛的丑陋怎么算是真爱过
Please remember the feeling of hurt that left you crying your heart out, these people who had hurt you, are the very people who teach you to become stronger. One fine day we will shock the world by how much stronger we have became.
我在这岸看着你游
为你的坚持感动
Lets not stop believing, lets hold on to the tiniest hope that someday someone will come and share the pain that we went through and give us joy and happiness that we thought we will never have again.
你会的 有一天 会幸福的