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Friendship, drinking kung fu tea, tasting tea ceremony! Friends are like fragrant tea, which makes people precipitate and make people strong; Friends are life-life and eternal wealth, and sincerity cannot be blasphemed. The right amount of tea meets the water that suits you, and the tea meets the person who suits you, and the tea, water, and people can meet because of fate, so that when you drink tea, you give people a feeling that you have always thought that you can not take away a cloud, or when you are desperate, you find that you are still holding the tail of the cloud tightly in your hand.

The lotus that blooms in the water always tries its best to make the reflection in the water look more perfect, but the feeling of loneliness makes no matter how perfect it is, there are still regrets. The haggard expression is always vaguely revealed, as if it is a kind of magic. Loneliness, although everyone is alone and has no regrets Friends are certainly not made of glass, but there are many people who always treat friends as glass, and they are careful to be afraid that they will break their friends.

So sometimes, I am obviously very dissatisfied with my friends, but I don't dare to express it. fear that once a grievance is expressed, a conflict will ensue; Once there is a conflict, it hurts feelings; Once the feelings are hurt, this friend is lost, and a friend is lost for a small thing, and a piglet named Wilbur and a spider named Charlotte become friends. The piglet's future destiny is to be the feast on the plate at Christmas, and this sad result sends a chill in Wilber's heart.

It had tried to escape, but it was only a pig after all. Charlotte, who seemed small, said"Let me help you.

So Charlotte used her net to weave in the barn"Good pigs","Chuckman's good pig"and other words, those who always want to see you, and are always willing to receive your calls, can tell their own stories with you freely, but never want to associate their lives with you. Worried about your sorrows, rejoicing in your satisfaction, going to the bookstore often for a book you want, anxious about your sudden cold, but never thinking about allowing yourself to be involved in the twist of your fate. Friendship fosters competition.

When there is competition between friends, we should help each other and make progress together, which is the embodiment of true friendship. If two people turn against each other because of competition, use each other, and frame each other, then the two of them are definitely not friends, and what exists is not a real friendship. If a friendship is lost due to competition, he has much more to lose than he has gained.

Testimony of friendship between friendsFriendship is a very delicate thing, I once heard such a sentence, friends are betrayed, I feel that the person who said this sentence must have been greatly hit and hurt by friends. I should say that I believe in friendship, at least at this moment. Friends are like a light in your life, sending you warmth when you need it most...

This morning, just after breakfast, my good friends Finch and Jiajia came and asked me to accompany them to the street to cut their hair.

I cheered with joy! It's been a long time since I was in junior high school, and I haven't had a good time with them! I went to Xinwen School in Liuyang, Jiajia went to Nanya Middle School in Changsha, and Que Que stayed at our alma mater.

I think we were inseparable and loved each other's "iron triangle"!

We shared a lot of stories about our current school. The two of them went to the barber shop and got an identical "sister" bobo haircut. I couldn't stop laughing along the way.

On the way home, there is a long boulevard. This wide boulevard is lined with tall and flourishing maple trees, and the branches and foliage are so dense that when you look up, you can only see the yellow maple leaves, and the sky is tightly hidden. Growing up, my favorite thing was this boulevard, and I remember my dad taking me here to learn how to ride a bike many years ago.

I was riding a bike that was a little taller than me in a weird position, and my dad's big strong hand was holding the back seat of the bike, so I couldn't fall over. Perhaps, from that time on. Since then, my father has always given me a special sense of security, and I have grown up slowly under his protection.

It was the purest, happiest and most brilliant childhood I can remember.

We walked on this secluded path and slowed down. It's already late autumn, and the ground is covered with golden fallen leaves, and stepping on it makes a "brush-brush-pull-" sound. The autumn breeze blows in gusts, and it is particularly comfortable to blow on the face.

Today's weather is also particularly warm. The sun was shining brightly, and the high blue sky was covered with white clouds. We squinted slightly, walking in the warm sunlight, and the shadows of the leaves scattered all over the ground.

When Jiajia's home arrived, she ran to the door and turned around to wave goodbye to us. She stood in the sunlight and smiled quietly and warmly at us, her smile as bright as the stars.

The finch's house is downstairs from my house. I said goodbye to her with a smile. It dawned on me that no matter how much time passed, our friendship would never become indifferent.

This is the truest and most precious feeling, the friendship I have always been pursuing, and it has always been by my side. I'm really glad that I have been with you for the past seven years, although we can't be together forever, but this friendship will always be fixed in each other's best teenage years!

Friendship is an emotion that is difficult to part with in this life, and no one can live without it. I am a big person, and I think this is the most precious gift God has given me to be my friend in this life. We were elementary school classmates and he was a little older than me.

From the realization that there are countless unforgettable memories between us now, but it was that incident that touched me the most. This incident made me realize that he is really my friend, a real friend. When I was young, I was very naughty and domineering, no matter who I wouldn't let me, once his mother bought him a beautiful doll, and the next day he showed it to me, (because I said I liked it very much but my mother didn't buy it for me) I liked it very much and took it without permission.

He never told me about it again, but then I learned from others that he had given it to me on purpose, and that he had wanted to give it to me but I took it. Although he didn't know why he didn't say it at that time, I felt that the naivety of childhood could best reflect a person's most sincere feelings, and I would bury it in my heart.