A long time ago, when I was child, I feel no pain except my mom's anger . The best medicine is candy and toy . Nowadays when I growin' up, any simply thing often set me in a trouble . Another 'hello' ends with 'goodbye' . Such a 'love' becomes 'hate' . The 'best' become 'beast' and many more . And the best medicine are a shoulder to cry on, arms to lay on, and hands to hold on .