Don't cry, you crybaby! When you think things are hard, that's the time you are maturing as a person. If you get over the darkness, a wonderful new day will come. The bright morning will be filled with light and the birds will be singing . There'll be white roses with a lovely fragrance.

There's a pigeon's nest on the branch of the tree outside the window. A chick is growing up in it. I'm happy about that

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

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.

I understood that menstruation - the indication that you're a real woman - stopped if you grew weak from illness

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

Don't cry, you crybaby! When you think things are hard, that's the time you are maturing as a person. If you get over the darkness, a wonderful new day will come. The bright morning will be filled with light and the birds will be singing . There'll be white roses with a lovely fragrance.