I Prefer Friends of a Mind

I Prefer Friends of a Mind

　　One whole semester has passed since my friends and I packed up our own packages and headed for different dreams last summer. Now summer has come the same way as it's always been， with the same tormenting examination but we， a group of friends who shared the same experiences， interests， joys and pains， are no longer the same. Never will I forget those good old days the crowds of guys rushing to the snack bar， devouring the delicacies while all crying to pay； their touching smile in the glow of the setting sun when we took our routine walk； the whisper and snicker of us when talking about the girls in our class but I am not so desperately longing to meet them as months ago， simply because we all have CHANGED. No longer can I find the once familiar topics， behavior， hobbies and everything in my memory about them， so no longer can I find my once dear friends.

　　Friends are more than several passionate souls staying close，doing things jointly and sharing common viewpoints. They must be genuine and unselfish towards each other.

　　Can we be genuine and faithful to friends who are not like us？ I don't think so. I don't know what to talk about with them. When we start a conversation， which is destined to be a painful one， we all have to disguise our true selves as seemingly similar ones， so as to carry on with the topic that interests none of us. One or two conversations like this are acceptable， but no

　　Perhaps， some people prefer friends who are sharply different from themselves to feel different attitudes towards life. But I am not the kind of person who would feel at ease with anyone or who could not wait a minute to inform others what he did just a second ago. I dream of friends who can share their lives with me and talk with me about the true meanings of life. I dream of friendships where no uneasiness ever exists， no betrayal ever happens.

　　Making friends， in some sense， resembles enjoying music. I never choose bright music whenever I am blue， because the sentimental melody soothes my tense nerve and assures me that I am understood and cared and not alone in this toughest time， and because I will feel strengthened when someone can grieve at my grief.

　　简 评

　　昔日好友各奔前程，不同的背景和经历改变着彼此，这份友谊还能和从前一样吗？本文很自然地从回忆亲身经历说起，既而提出论点：真正的友谊应该以共同的志向、爱好、观点为依托，以彼此的了解、信任、坦诚和无私为支柱。所以作者认为，各方面与自己迥然不同的人不可能成为自己真正的朋友。

　　文章观点鲜明，立场坚定，虽宴宴数笔，但表达真实、诚恳，且文笔优美，情真意切，遣词造句颇见一定功力。尤其是结尾的比喻，贴切、到位，余味无穷。只是论述部分显得粗浅了些，没能进行深层的挖掘。若能再做一定的拓展和补充，效果会更好。