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发表于 2004-10-4 01:53
I just received a pacel from a friend living more than two thousands kilometer away from my city.It is dried longan.
She said:" I knew it is impossible for you to enjoy fresh longan this year, so i asked my mother to use the best to make dried longan for you."
My feeling beyonds all the words in my mind, and i just remind a poem:A Friend is Like a Flower:
A friend is like a flower,
a rose to be exact,
Or maybe like a brand new gate
that never comes unlatched.
A friend is like an owl,
both beautiful and wise.
Or perhaps a friend is like a ghost,
whose spirit never dies.
A friend is like those blades of grass
you can never mow,
standing straight, tall, and proud
in a perfect little row.
A friend is like a heart that goes
strong until the end.
Where would we be in this world
if we didn't have a friend.
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