天气逐渐热腾起来了,好难受哦.

记得去年的这个时候,我们还在严肃的课堂里,认真地准备着高考.也许是高考的那种使命感和无法预言的未来让我们都安心于书海里,课桌前.一股又一股的热浪,也在我们疲惫与欣喜的身影前显得相形见绌.

那时候对未来的憧憬,在现在看来依然是那么的滋润,以至于当一切都逆行远去的时候,还来不及怀念,来不及追究.

生活就是这么个乱七八糟的东西,下一步该怎么走?天知道.

大学的生活一年将近了,却依然找不到自己的路.看着别人忙的要死,自己却还是那么的闲.我并不羡慕人家,因为每个人的路,每个人自己选择.

在一段时间的挣扎下,我选择了出国,去加拿大,一个寒冷的国度.亲人,朋友,爱人,即使短暂的离开,也让我依依不舍.这个决定,让我背叛了我的心,却也让我安心.

我想一切都会好起来的,就像我从来都是那么认为的……

Today I will say something about friends.

the one absolutely unselfish friend that a man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him and the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous is his dog.

A man’s dog stands by him in prosperity and in poverty, in health and in sickness.

He will sleep on the cold ground where the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only he may be near his master’s side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer, he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounters with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince.

When all other friends desert, he remains. When riches take wings and reputation falls to pieces, he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens.