我们都缺少一个人的远方日子还像三年前一样,平静得有些荒芜。他是我的好友,像现在静置桌角的两杯清水一样,我们互不沸腾,也互不冰冷。那时候,他老给我讲梦想,讲现实的社会。他说,我们的生存,不能仅此依托固有的安排,总得闯一闯才能释怀。其实,我也一度热衷于理想和远方。上学时,总在老师提问片刻,就能一口气将酝酿很久的梦想说出来,很痛快。直到大学毕业前夕,我都日复一 We all lack a person’s distant days as we did three years ago, and we are still a bit barren. He is my friend, like the two cups of water now standing at the corner of the table, and we neither boil nor ice each other. At that time, he always told me to dream, tell the reality of society. He said that our survival can not be remembered only by relying on its inherent arrangement. In fact, I once also keen on the ideal and the distance. When I was in school, I was always happy to ask my teacher for a moment and then I could express my long-awaited dream in one go. Until the eve of college graduation, I have day by day