See you, my friend

Last Friday, Ruben flied to Mexico.

I still remember he taught me how to express the number "20"."Stretch our your hands, obverse, reverse, obverse, reverse, and rock your body at the same time. That's cool!" I also remember we argue about Latin greetings - kissing friend's cheek. He laughed at my conservatism. "Will you kiss me?" Regardless of my red face, he gave me a big smile.

Now, although the above plots are still vivid in my mind, the windows for meeting him again is open briefly in that I will come back to China at the end of August.

A wound breaks in my heart without sound.

I'm afraid of and extremely avoid of the last sight of friends. Therefore, I asked Ruben his MSN as if we just separate temporarily and will keep contact every time we are on line,

Nevertheless, I know it is of few possibilities. That's why I gave him a final kiss.

Looking back from my life, how many people left in this way? Just like the cattails are spread by winds, where are they now? What are they doing? Did they miss me in a clear night with moon once?

I keep my friends in my heart like iced fossils. When I were old, I would take out these fossils, warm them with my body temperature, and recall what happened before.

This summer in Canada would be sparkling at that time, and I hope I will have chance to emerge in my friends' memory iced fossils and when they think of me, they will feel happy and warm.