If you look up at the sky after falling down the blue sky is also today stretching limitlessly and smiles at me... I'm alive.

People often say that the beginning of the rainy season is a bad time for sick people

People shouldn't dwell on the past. It's enough to try your best in all that you're doing now.

But I'm a patient, so I have to focus on recuperation

Each person has unspeakable distress. When I remember the past, annoying, I cry; The reality of today is too cruel, too severe, and doesn't even offer me a dream; Imagining the future brings me yet another kind of tears

I put my hand on my chest. I can feel my heart beating. My heart is working. I'm pleased. I'm still alive.

I really don't want to say things such as 'I want to go back as how things were before.' I recognize how I am right now, and I will continue to live on.