今年春节,参加了一次老同学聚会,基本没说什么话,只是听,同窗的他在说;看,同桌的她在笑。我一向很少参加同学聚会,因为,不知道自己能说什么。十几年、几十年的时光,大家过着完全不同的生活,有着各自迥异的事业,甚至完全不同的价值观。人群中,还总有专门来刷存在感的家伙,恨不得让你数数他银行账户上有多少个零。这让我对同学聚会有一种抵触,怕破坏了一种境界,怕打乱了一种风景,怕丢失了一种情怀,怕模糊了一种记忆…… This year’s Spring Festival, participated in an old class reunion, basically did not say anything, just listen, he said the classmate; see, at the same table she was laughing. I have rarely participated in class reunion because I do not know what I can say. Ten years, several decades of time, we live a completely different life, has its own different career, and even completely different values. The crowd, there are always guys who have a special sense of presence on the brush, can not wait for you to count how many zeros are on his bank account. This makes me a reunion of classmates, fear of undermining a state of fear of upsetting a landscape, fear of losing a feeling of fear of obscuring a memory ... ...