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It always makes me shudder when I think of the past days when you and my two friends were separated by a deep separation from each other because of the sixth grade class.
Now, whenever I walk with you, talk and laugh, I can't help but be grateful, thank you for that momentary insight, which reconciles us and makes me feel the preciousness of friendship even more.
When I was a child, I always thought that friendship was eternal, and the friends around me could still support each other to walk on the beach when they were gray-haired, and let the sea breeze blow slowly, and the two hearts were closer.
I will always remember when my best friend left me in the second grade of primary school, and there were so many icebergs between us that it seemed that they would never melt away. I remember when you treated me, our friendship would not be like this, our friendship would be like the sun in July and August, melting all the icebergs.
At that time, I laughed, and I believe that friendship is not a building on the beach, and it will not be easily broken.
However, in sixth grade, a year after we were classified, in the school hallway, the scene of us meeting again always flickered in my mind, you know? At that time, my heart was cold.
We passed by, our eyes straight ahead, and neither of us could tolerate each other's figures. When I look back and see you and your current friend talking and laughing, I feel a sense of loss, and once upon a time, weren't we so close?
A few encounters, a few indifference, a few brushes of passing. It was as if I saw more and more icebergs between us, and our hearts were getting farther and farther away. I'm really worried, when our hearts are on opposite ends of the world, is it too late to redeem them?
I remember that day, it was another encounter in the corridor, I looked at you, do you want to make an effort? Maybe with a call, we will be as inseparable as we were in the past. Now estranged, the knowledge of each other does not know what the other is thinking.
So, should I take a step forward and keep our glassy friendship?
I don't dare, I don't know what to say when I stop you? You're close, but I seem to see you getting farther and farther away from me, and I want to reach out and grab it, but I can't.
You're getting closer and closer, do I want to call you, my heart keeps beating the drum. You are getting closer and closer, and looking at you, I suddenly understand: we are now two magnets that repel each other, the closer we get, the farther we bounce, and as soon as one person changes direction, we can be sucked together tightly again.
I don't give up this friendship; I want to keep this friendship. I finally took this step, I called out your name, I saw your bright eyes again, I saw your sunny smile, I laughed with you. I know that our iceberg is fading, and our friendship is growing day by day.
I don't hesitate anymore, I don't linger anymore.
At that moment, looking at your smile, I understood: although a small step, it is worth a thousand gold. Friendship needs sunshine, friendship needs warmth, and friendship does not need to be confused and wandering.
In an instant, I realized that many things in life, like friendship, need to take this first step, and we need to work hard to fight for it. Without the courage to try, without the courage to try to fail, the joy of success will not come. In an instant, I realized it.
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