The boy was sad:

• Streaming tears cleansed his red cheeks. A few droplets remained, forgetting his way as the path was swept from beneath him, consequently blurring his vision with waves of sadness The salty release calmly flowed into his mouth so that only he could taste his own sorrow. 
  

• His sadness was like a flowing river, cold and unending. It washed all the goodness out of him.