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Friendship: No matter in life or online, everyone will have friends. What is a friend? Friends are people who have friendship with each other and are good friends with each other. Friendship is the purest, noblest, simplest and most ordinary emotion, and it is also the most romantic, moving, solid and eternal emotion. Everyone is inseparable from friendship. You can live without love, but you can never live without friendship. Once there is no friendship, there will be no happy harmony in life, and it will be a stagnant pool; Friendship is everywhere. She is with you, pestering you, and spending her life with you.

A friend is an encounter.

The world is full of red dust. It is really fate that friends can meet, get together, get to know each other, know each other and get close. It can be said that it is a kind of luck to meet, get together and meet in the life journey of people coming and going, gathering and parting, on their different life trajectories and in the hearts of different experiences. Fate is not always there, so we should cherish the hard-won fate.

A friend is a kind of knowing each other.

Getting along between friends is a process of mutual recognition, admiration, appreciation and perception. The advantages, strong points, bright spots and aesthetic feeling of the other person will be reflected in your mind, and even a little value of friends will become your upward energy and become the driving force and source of your lifelong benefit. The wisdom, knowledge, ability and passion of friends are the magnetic force and strength that attract you close. At the same time, everything about you is also a process for friends to know and perceive you.

Friends are a mutual agreement.

Friends are a kind of telepathy, a kind of tacit understanding. A gesture, a smile, a word and deed, even a look, an action, a back, a look back, your friends will understand, and they don't need to explain to each other, say anything, or make public, so they will be soul mates. It is the gentlest, most comfortable, most carefree and most beautiful artistic conception.

Friends are companions.

Friends are people who help each other, inherit each other, accompany each other and help each other on the long road of life. She is your heart-to-heart or shouting when you are bored, your laughter when you are lonely, your ecstasy when you are happy, and a pot of cold water when you are proud. Feel the affection of friends in conversation and listening, shake hands and be grateful in communication and contact.

Friends are a kind of help.

On the stormy road of life, friends can shelter you from the wind and rain, share your troubles, relieve your pain and difficulties, and friends will always lend a hand of friendship. She is the escalator when you climb the mountain, the medicine when you are injured, the bowl of white water when you are hungry, and the boat when you cross the river. She is the most precious and authentic thing, which can't be bought by money, can't be booked, and is bought with sincerity.

Friends are a kind of lovesickness.

Friends care about each other, miss each other, take care of each other and rely on each other. Missing is like an endless river, like a gentle flowing cloud, like a fragrant flower, like a flute with lingering sound. She is sometimes a faint memory, a faint tea, and a faint * * * sound.

Friends are a mutual glow.

Friends are like the stars and the moon in the night sky. They shine on each other, shine on each other, encourage each other and look at each other. Friends are embedded in silent care, they don't have to meet every day, but they are always connected; Friends don't have to be insincere, just nod and you may understand; Sometimes it's a pleasure to shine in the distance, isn't it?

Flowers bloom when they fall and gather when they disperse. Without that helplessness, how can we cherish it? We always spare no effort to pursue that eternal, we always try our best to keep that result, but we don't know whether there are old or young. How can there be constant love in this world? But I don't know if I have ever been beautiful. I don't need to force any results. Many things in this world are not eternal, and many things in this world have no results, but the beauty is still beautiful and the brilliance is still brilliant. Why haggle over the length of time, why look around for cause and effect. When parting, if we can hold hands and cherish each other, why must we be together and repeat those many trivial years! When breaking up, if you can wave your hand easily, why bother to turn over the past vows of eternal love? The flowers have fallen and will bloom tomorrow. Although the meteor has passed away, my best wishes are still in my heart. So all the days are easy, so all the burdens are sweet, so there will be no regrets, so there will be no regrets, so the past will become memories, so what we have today will not be helpless. What you have will never be lost, and what you don't get doesn't need to be pursued hard. It's yours, it's yours sooner or later, not yours, never yours. As long as you don't worry about eternity. Don't regret what you lost, don't miss yesterday. I only care about what I once had.

Feelings: It was afternoon 1 1 when I was sleeping, and it was snowing outside the window. I huddled under the quilt, picked up the alarm clock and found it stopped-I forgot to buy a battery. It's so cold that I don't want to get up again. I made a long-distance call to my mother: "Mom, my alarm clock has no battery. I have to go to the company for a meeting tomorrow. I have to catch up early. Please call me up at six o'clock. " The mother at the other end has a hoarse voice and may have fallen asleep. She said, "OK, OK."

I was having a sweet dream when the phone rang. It is dark outside. Mother said over there, "Xiao Ju, get up quickly. There is a meeting today." I raised my hand and looked at my watch. It's only five forty. I shouted impatiently. "Didn't I call you at six o'clock? I want to sleep a little longer, you are stirring! " My mother suddenly stopped talking on the other end of the phone, so I hung up.

Get up, freshen up and go out. It is really cold. Snow is flying all over the sky, and the world is vast. I kept stamping my feet on the bus platform. It was dark around, but there were two white-haired old men standing next to me. I heard the old man say to the old lady, "Look, you didn't sleep well all night. You have been urging me for hours, and now you have to wait so long. "

Yes, the first bus won't arrive for five minutes. Finally, the bus came and I got on it. The car driver is a very young man. After I got on the bus, he drove away with a bang. I said, "Hey, driver, there are two old people down there. It's so cold that people have been waiting for a long time. Why don't you drive when they don't get on the bus? "

The young man proudly said, "It doesn't matter, that's my parents!" " Today is my first day driving a bus, and they came to see me! "

I suddenly cried. I saw my father's message: "Daughter, my mother said it was her fault. She didn't sleep well and woke up early, worried that you would be late. "

Suddenly remind of a Jewish proverb:

When the father gave his son something, the son smiled.

Dad cried when his son gave him something.

Did you shed tears? I still have tears in my eyes until now. For many years, we seem to pay little attention to the silent dedication of white-haired parents, and even regard it as a burden! We can mercilessly refuse their trivial concerns and detailed inquiries, but have you ever thought that it is their heart and all their love!

I did everything the protagonist did in the article, and I really didn't think much at that time. I feel so sad in retrospect. If we can be more patient and understand our parents' love, we may make them live happier and happier. All you need to do is a patient answer, a phone call or two, and a day or two of personal company. As long as we are willing, these are not difficult!