Lost the dandelion

 The dandelion broke through the attachment to the wind, fly to that light up the life of land. Because the genial and insist, it found, just, occasionally will get lost.
We like the lost of dandelions, meet in the boundless huge crowd, it would be a smile and let you know my friend. Perhaps encounter is a kind of accident, and bosom friend is the fate.
I character is stubborn, good face, you might it not. This like two Mars collided, often will could spark. But fortunately, fortunately: no evil men. Remember? The three days of five small argument as soon as the day of the big fight. The cold war is all our tactics, and write note also became the only way to solve our cold war, you don't speak, I also dead support, well, peterborough. But, as always you earlier, to use a "eat?", "also in angry..." End it all, sometimes also pretty guilty, which can make you old when "pioneer"? But I won't be deceptive, had to take my snacks to bribe you, calculate to see, so far, you swallowed me how much snacks? ......
Remember? We was like peas and carrots of that time. Eat together, play water sleep together,...... Do everything together, feel started to rely on each other, but once the fight, what had to a man to do, and it doesn't feel very habit, can't, in order to that self-esteem, one is a man! Now that I think about it, in fact, one learns to many, also be another income and value. We all don't like a person alone to walk onto the campus feel, but who are not put face, like will this feeling written into zhou ji inside, slowly aftertaste, for we accustomed to such force yourself...
Remember? Have a crush on the text that day. We began to become very rich artistic conception, unexpectedly fell in love with the dream of the text of the fantasy, we began to create exclusive in their words of heaven and earth, the elegant and beautiful sentences a series also called "poem", even in the fight, also use it the wai...... solution At that time, I like TianWei "flower field half acres", like inside that light elegant. After school, we swap, learn from each other's "poem", today, don't forget, that love on writing time, more do not forget you gift my "poem".
These, can be the best time we are together. However, the arrival of the three broke all of this. We no longer was like peas and carrots, you have your circle of friends, and I, I feel we began to distance herself from; We will no longer cold war, also can saying is not the chance, we even have a good opportunity to talk less; We will no longer play on words, because of the high pressure that we have to give up, that used to belong to our hobbies; Also with no longer tell the truth, as have little secret, but can't and good friends share feeling...... Very depressed. Suddenly started to all previous nostalgia, small noisy little make, but also meet. Of course, there is also eat together the street stinky tofu time, we also said that the bean curd not authentic, not smelly, very sweet......
Now, we've seen a the university entrance exam, seems to have become mature. I understand, we don't have to "friends, always" in noises, they all say: true friends may not always together, but it won't meet feel embarrassed. I wouldn't worry about it, because we will meet the ice...... I don't like "reality" of the word, why want to put the remote the unknown future simply by the "real" the two icy cold of the word to describe? Everyone seemed to have the world from a walk. I like "let it be", like the dandelion, the wind, and flies away, as long as the heart to have faith, has direction, he won't get lost, you can find his house.
Today, the university entrance exam over, everyone who each to its, but we have to stay in the same city, I also understand that, without uproar, because we both have been grown up.
LinHuiYin visited the world April day ", the feeling in the a "world April day beauty, is not used to love each other, but in April, the wide is the baptism of April, a heart from the echoes in compromise." I want to say, the beauty of the world April day, is not each other once a misunderstanding, quarrel, but what you ever been my world, fate let we made this friendship. The lost dandelion became good friends they are for our faith and struggle.