A child

Sometimes you would realize that you possess the child characteristic, even if you were an adult, or you were already possessed decades of your ages.

I was scared, by myself. I was crying just like a child. Tears ran through my face, uncontrollable. I felt the sorrow on myself, and I can’t stop the tears which rushing out from my eyes.

And I didn't even know for what matters I cried for, I just want to release the stress and the negative emotion of these days through the multi-drops of tears.

The eyes turned red after wept, the brow frowned on when I looked into the mirror. Look at the sorrow face, again I like saw a small kid in front of the mirror, waiting for the coaxing from the parents. I think I need to be consoled by someone too, who was me.

At the end I realized that the grief on us can be easily get rid by bursting into the tears. By weeping at the corner, all the sadness will flow out along with the tears.

Well, I am getting much better now. Just let the tears evaporate to the air; let the tear stains lie on there, it will becomes a memory for the next second, and for me, the last second has over, no more frustrate, but surrounded by calm.