生活总将我们分开,而岁月又把我们带往远方。1上初中的时候我每天和我同桌阿贵在喋喋不休地说话,说班上同学的是非,说数学老师的坏话,还常常模仿别人走路的滑稽样子。坐在我们前面的是美珍,她是班干部,成绩优秀,是个严肃的人。她从来不跟我们说话,时间长了便隐约可以感觉到她对我们这种人是嗤之以鼻的。但我们并不那么在意别人的看法,日子照旧。常常为一件小 Life always separates us, and time brings us back to afar. When I was in junior high school, I talked to my desk at the same table every day, chattering endlessly, saying classmates in the class were not right, saying bad things about maths teachers, and often imitating the funny look of others walking. Sitting in front of us is Meizhen, she is a class cadre, outstanding achievement, is a serious person. She never talked to us, and for a long time she could vaguely feel she sniffed at such people. But we do not care so much about other people’s views, as time goes by. Often a small one