走了 ,终究还是走了 ,相聚的时光是那么短暂 ,那么匆忙 ,匆忙得我甚至来不及把它们一一记下。相聚 ,总是很短 ;期待 ,总是很长 ,岁月的溪水边 ,拾起多少闪亮的音符 ?若儿回来了。分别一年 ,她瘦了 ,高了 ,也黑了 ,比以前多了一份沉稳。看到她 ,那是一股莫名的惊喜 ,抱着她 ,许 Gone, and after all, gone, together time is so short, so hurried, I was too late to put them one by one down to write down. Get together, always very short; look forward to, always long, years of the edge of the stream, how many shiny notes picked up? If children come back. One year, respectively, she lost, high, dark, more calm than before. See her, it is an inexplicable surprise, hugging her, Xu