July 26, 2006
Just now, one of Three
Old---Yan Zhilin gave me a call and said that he had to leave Xi'an
immediately, failer to have a last drink. I got into sadness
again.
To me,
it is a bad thing which remind me of past time. Smoke together, the
brand "HongMei", the nickname "cigarette factory", and
Three-Old-whole-night chat……
I can't
say anything because my discarnate soul is back to the past days
and all of my best friends were around me. There
is nothing can make me so happy but to be with them. All good
things come to an end. Yeah, it is. The only thing
I impetrate is not to hold a endless send-off but just to postpone
the day of “end”. Sometimes I am confused that why I always be
the one that get the chance to send them off. I know one who will
leave is absolutely sad. However you would never
know what is like that the one
stand on the platform with a
strong feeling of loneliness.
It is so
lucky that I walk away from the sadly
scene this time what is always
occured on platform. One call, and several
pure-hearted "Good－bye". It's Ok. I hate to drag my eyes away
from them who have to leave me and will be out of my sight with the
hardhearted train.
Yan,
take care and don't forget our all guys. I will miss you all the
time. I believe that one day， we will be with
each other again, drink and smoke together again. I
believe……，you believe……。
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