旧时的老友因着俗事稀稀落落散在各处。青涩的岁月常常是最令人缅念的。未必都是密树浓荫远山含翠的金粉记忆,静时想到昔日的种种便依然有打破时空的感动。时光如水,它不会因你的好恶而多加驻留片刻再好的朋友也都会有自己为之忙碌的生活。就这么重复着陀螺一样的日子,渐渐的彼此的联络也慢慢的少了很多许多,彼此倒也并未嗔怪过什么。 Old friends scattered because of vulgar things scattered everywhere. Sentimental years are often the most memorable. May not be dense shade of trees containing the verdant powder memory, still think of all the old will still be breaking the touch of time and space. Time is like water, it will not be due to your likes and dislikes and more resident moment no matter how good friends will have their own busy life. So repeated the same day the same gyro, and gradually gradually reduce the contact with each other a lot less, each other, but did not blame nothing.