No one doubts the importance of a friend. We turn to friends when coming across something bad. We share with friends if exciting things happen to us. Friendship contributes a large part to completing our life as a whole. Being aware of significance of the friends, people say, friendship is kind of like a book, and you have to do some brush-up time to time so that you’ll keep familiar with it. I can’t deny it that there is something true about the saying that friends should be in touch frequently. While , there is a type of friend that you two may not contact for a long time, when you gain the link, seeing each other again, you find you still own the intimacy as you used to. The friendship is not withered by time. And I’m lucky enough to have such kind of friend.

  Back to high school, I had a great time with other six girls. We sort of composed a seven-girl-friend group. We were like being tied together, having class, dining in the canteen, and even going to the washroom. We had fun. And it seemed that the stressing black high school life was colored by the friendship. Time went on till the graduation did us part. We went to colleges in different cities. Then we don’t call and text often. We talk on line now and then. We hardly reunion. Thinking of it, I thought we were just driven apart further and further, till recently I met one of them.

  She called and told me that a job interview would bring her to my city, and she wanted us to have a get-together. Then a complex, mixed-up emotion surged up. It was two years since our last meeting. We were never going to back to what we were. How this reunion would turn out to be? What if we had been so estranged and even didn’t know what to talk to with each other, and there might be a long time awkward silence. In spite of all these thoughts, I was quite looking forward to seeing her again. When the moment finally came, seeing her walking toward me, I was not nervous as I thought I would be. Though we might be new to each other from the outside and had grown to be more mature, it didn’t take long to gain the intimacy again. All those imaginary scenes I expected just didn’t happen. Thinking fondly of the old days, we exchanged the overwhelming changes that we had encountered. Deep in heart, the subtle but familiar feeling reminded us that our friendship remained unchanged.She left the next day. We still don’t contact frequently. However, I know in my heart that something about us will never change.