Smile= S+M+I+L+E

A smile can Serve you a nice day and change your name into Merry.

A smile can Make you summon your whole fortitude and get over any difficulty.

A smile can Inverse your bad luck and switch any tragedy to comedy.

A smile can Lead you into a paradise where you are bestowed the bounty.

A smile can Elevate your spirits and live an agreeable life perennially.

Night falls

Enlace me with endless darkness

No one around

Only my silhouette being my companion in solitude

Tearless, helpless, hopeless

Totally down in the dumps

Nearly driven to the dungeon

All of a sudden

A star falls

The only light breaks upon me

Which restores my spirit

Which sets my very blood on fire

Which sends me out of my mind

With a split second

It is gone

Leaving a slight course to mark its journey

My heart is biting again

And languishing for your reemergence

Don’t leave me alone any more

Going over endlessly in my thought of your silhouette

Hey, dear, how’s everything going with you now? No matter how time passes, how situation changes, your profile is always in focus in my memory.

You know, you are such a blazing star in the dancing pool. You know, through the dim scanty flicker of the light, your elegant and graceful dancing gaits bewitch a bevy of gals at the dance ball. From time to time, I consult the god why he endowers me with such good luck to stand out right in front of you. Just at that very moment, my heart resolves to stop knocking about and dwell in yours without any hesitation. I enjoy being held in the soft fold of your arm. My heart overflows with soft sighs all whisper to you. I am assured of my constancy to you. And you, reach with your love over to me in the concealed stillness. You are always so friendly, kind and indulgent. You know, you do dote upon me.

However, the road we are confronted with is so tortuous and miry, which makes me feel prostrate constantly. It’s said that love can’t be quiet till the mind matches its growth. Probably, both you and I are too young to endure such fiery love. Ultimately, I still remember that special day when you wave farewell to me on board, by and by, the ship is steering out of my eyesight, so are you, farther, farther, my tears start to well up until they dry again unawares…

It’s said that the most unfathomable ability is the ability to converse with oneself. Whoever you are, wherever you are, however busy you are, try to say something to yourself. Please unload a diversity of onus, just try to be a true yourself.

If you feel discontented, please check the amount of what you have gained.

If you feel chirrupy, fully taste the present coziness.

If you feel whiny, try to tidy up your spirits and find a way out.

If you feel sorrowful, just look into the mirror at your goodly countenance.

Trust me, a conversation with your own soul always can help you out and break a new path for you ahead. Even one day, when the whole world betrays you, you still have yourself as your company.

The eyes of night crack open in the boundless darkness. They bend over backwards to fumble around. Closer, closer, they catch the vision of the light ultimately, the vision of a blue sky that is upholded by heart, where the cloudlets are roaming around leisurely and the green trees are swaying to and fro in the fleeting breeze. That is another world of night.

As a matter of fact, our life is quite the same story. Life is not the aimless vagrancy, it is not belittling oneself improperly, either. As we all know, life is not always plain sailing just like the sky that is never carved only with a smiling face. We are apt to be caught in the storm and be blown down by powerful wind. Everyone may encounter this kind of adversity or that. Thus, it does need our benign frame of mind. Accordingly, we are required to learn to live in adversity, learn to go against the stream, learn to challenge the pitch-dark night.

There is a famous saying which goes like this, “Night gives me black eyes, with which I can search for the light.” Then have you found it? For some cases, fate is not decided by personalities but our frame of mind. Just see darkness as a kind of furnace, which can enlighten us that we are sure to trace the brilliant beam and paint our sky multi-hued.

    My brother was tall and strong-bodied. Thus, he became our dear driver. I only sat and even lay comfortably nearby, eating my favorite snacks meanwhile. Now and then, I stuffed some into his mouth to give him a treat, helping him get refreshed. Or I even raised my frazzled and smelly feet high, only to meet my brother's drat but my own unfolding and piquant laughter. My parents sat at the back. My father was used to grunting in the car. While my mother handed me the snacks at times. My hubby, my sister-in-law and my newphew were in another car. We smiled, swayed our hands and even shouted to make each other closer.

    All the way, we remained talking and laughing. In fact, wherever we go, as long as we are together, we feel the supreme felicity.

Drowsily she reaches for the album on the bookshelf, which is almost covered with heavy dust. Dusting it lightly with her fingers, she gingerly turns to the first leaf. Four smiling faces barge into her eyes, two girls in front with two boys behind. Yup! She is one of the girls. Both she and the other girl are trying to veil half of the face with a folding fan. While both of the boys portray two Vs with their fingers. What a tableau vivant! It still touches her chord though it is shot four years ago.

That is a special trip which leaves a deep-drawn impression upon her. It is the trip that helps to turn up the temperature of affection between him and her. Even the onlooker on the same train shows her great jealousy to her, “What a considerate pal! You are lucky to have him to be your company.” The color upon her cheeks spreads over her face and neck, her bashful glance drooping to the ground. They are really the blazing stars on the train. She feels a little bit dazed. She can’t imagine the felicity looms so near to her without any warning. Their passion even infects the azure. It is extraordinarily bright in the following days. They talk, they laugh, they faddle each other, they chase after each other. It’s no need for them to view and admire the beautiful sceneries along the way. Actually, they are the best and the most vivid scenery in each other’s eyes.

On the last evening before the trip ends, he dates her to a serene river embraced with a swarm of bulrushes. Both of them sit at the riverbank. The breeze keeps fleeting by, engendering one ripple after another on the river. “Can I be your breeze?” he suddenly turns to her and utters such a question, which stirs her heart into troubled waters. “I mean, can I have the power of the breeze to ripple your heart a bit? If not now, I will spare no efforts to puff with more strength.” Meeting his pure-hearted and atwitter gaze, she can’t help laughing from ear to ear. He is also totally slackened and grabs her hand with a rush, smiling contentedly, “Anyway, I am powerful enough to ripple a smile on your face.”

As a matter of fact, it’s only a start of a story. However, what’s the ending? We usually get accustomed to give it the same ending as the Snow White and her prince. Yet, life is always dramatic and even joshes us for fun. Four years later, both the girl and the boy get married, but to another boy and another girl.