好在已经习惯了一个人的旅行,在路上也会想起往日同行的伴儿们,我们何尝不是一条条江河,当从高原上蜿蜒而下,隔不多远互相张望着、招呼着,热热闹闹,然而大家终会走进各自的河道,过去的奔腾激越渐渐平静下来,于是从容地,流向属于自己的那片海。 Fortunately, have been accustomed to a person’s travel, on the road will remember the companions of former counterparts, why is not a river, when meandering down from the plateau, not far away looked at each other, greeted, hot Lively downtown, however, we will eventually enter their own river, the past Pentium gradually calm down gradually, so calmly, to their own piece of the sea.