It is easy to harrow one's heart.
Like crumpling paper and torn it into part.
Like changing clothes,anytime we can,
Like walking barefoot to a wide and straight glen.
Hurting one's heart always cause painful feeling and can't give a bliss.
Instead,it will yields antipathy that is undesirable.
Giving it some affection can be a great please,
Because heart is like a crystal,which is fragile and breakable.
A heart will take some time to heal when once wounded.
So hard to restore those trust and love that has been shattered.
Like mending broken glasses,reverting to it's real structure,
We must know its significance, and let it beat to a non-harrow future.
