tank的小作文: May 25, 2010 A letter to my dear frids A letter to my dear frids. Texting and calling seems more and more less. We cannot shared our happiness and felicity. Everything seems become uncorcerned and reticent. We cannot company each other inseparable. We cannot share our food and have fun together. Maybe we have walked out our world. We cannot take examination together and fight and work for it. At present , everything seems had outrun the past. There are no more little conflicts,of course no more have fun unrestrained between us. Some common things increasingly around us before reduced,but it seems not important for us. We cannot cry and make mistakes together anymore. All the things seem belong to immature in the past time. Think of the yong and early days only leaves variegated memory. We all have the new life of our own. A brand new surrodings , fire-new friends. We all face new stuffs ,and some new people around us,share our the gamut of human feeling. There is time when we retrospect our past time,maybe a small garget will hook our tons of memory corcerning you and me. Even some words always around our ears. What did time change? Actually ,these is nothing changes. The time takes us from past time to now. It weaken our momory and cannot takes away also is memory. My dear friends,thanks for companying with me to walk so long way. I was childlish and weak,and the many problems like barrier stucks in me.And all of you don’t abandon me helping me. Nowadays We all stay in different places and surroundings. But increasingly we don’t cantact with each other. But every time you change you blog,every time you change your individual signature.all of those things influence each other. Thought this way , I will know my friends who stay far away from me happy or not. If these is one day we have opportunity to meet. Buddy,classmates,roommates. Everything that will not change