All that happened yesterday was just like a nightmare , and all of a sudden i woke up with surprise . I could not help wondering that what i have learnt from the place where i used to suffer so much . As a matter of fact , all my hope has gone now . Chances are , that is not always the case . But , i do feel that life sometimes fluctuates between hopes and falls .       

 Probably without pain , there is no pleasure , now i suppose so . And absolutely life is a mixture of good times and bad times , no doubt about it . It seemed that i was strong on the outside , but actually i was not , i could tell you without any reserve , i was weak on the inside . As shakespere said in his Hamlet , ''frailty , thy name is woman '' . Who on earth knows i am with smile on my face but hidding cries at the bottom of my heart . At that very moment , i think , i do need a shoulder to cry on .  

  Therefore , i can easily conclude that only being the strong can shelter myself from harm from the complicated outside world . Some words of great value occured to me , that is , to live and to fight for your dream . As the saying goes , ''fire proves gold , adversity proves man ''. Bend but do not break .        

Trying to make myself strong not only in mind but also in competence . Dream big and work hard , everyone will be somebody some day . Just go for it , never never ever say impossible . Cause , pain past is pleasure , i firmly  believe it .­