关于我有三个朋友在异地的英语作文

Once inseparable, now, the four of us are not in the same city. When it rained cats and dogs in front of me, the three of you had long snowflakes flying all over the sky like goose feathers; My world is still green, where you have the last yellow leaf withered; I was shuttling through the crowd full of southern dialects. You watched the men around talking about tobacco and wine in the small restaurants in the north; I was busy with my thesis and stayed up late. You were upset by the student union;

In short, we are not together. In the transformation and distance of time and space, you and I have new friends and new circles. You have a sweet boyfriend, and I have a complicated love history. Maybe I don't know what the boy holding your hand looks like. Maybe you don't know who I liked. But you know, I know. You are still you, I am still me. That's enough. Thank you for knowing me when I was young.

My face was thrown by your horse's tail, and your hand was printed with the a ballpoint pen by me. My growth, without you is

amnesia.

During the time of separation, I don't remember keeping in touch with you deliberately. So there was no text message for half a month, so there was no phone call for a month. But I'm not afraid. I know you're here. You will scratch you if you do anything for me. You won't lose it. Those who are favored have nothing to fear. I eat your boyfriend's vinegar, once my woman is now his. But what he met was the most beautiful and kind of you. I have the most unreasonable, ugly and barbaric handle on you. Only I know that when you were in junior high school, you really didn't look as good as you do now. I am happy to think of this.

Anyway, I want to fly to you. But reality says we can't. Then miss it far away.

You are my big kids, you are my enemies in quarrels, you are my allies in eating Malatang, you are my companions who liked boys when I was young, you are my cheerleaders who sang out of tune, and you don't talk nonsense. That's not the point. So, you are my friends, my sisters, my bridesmaids at my wedding, and my children's godmother, It's the most romantic thing when two

rocking chairs are rocking slowly in Alzheimer's. can it be more sad? It's the old lady who cried the most at my funeral. Forget it, let's live a long life together.

If this is not enough, I have nothing to say. I can't escape from you thousands of miles away. You are my best friends in different places.