When your way of venting is no longer changing your avatar, updating your signature, posting on Moments, or confiding in friends. Instead, you take a breath, stay still, and habitually wait for self-healing, then congratulations, you have grown up. A piece of text I really like: The evening breeze awakens people, and everything is hidden in the heart. I didn't say it's unfair, nor did I complain; I just said I understand.