An important emotion in life is called friendship

Friendship is very important and precious in our lives. Because of these friends, our lives will be more meaningful and exciting. Those who are called friends are not travelers.

(One)

It was April Fool’s Day. I was boring at home. I opened the QQ group. I wanted to find someone "stupid". Looking at the gradually strange names, I didn’t know what to do. Finally I randomly selected one for a long time. A friend who had not contacted him for nearly two years, after determining his goal, opened the chat window, and after hesitating several times, he finally typed the two words "you are" on the conversation box dullly with the keyboard.

"You really don't know who I am?" He recovered quickly over there.

"Well, are you?" I went on to play my fool's game, step by step into the trap.

"Okay." After the two words ended, there was no reply.

"Ask who you are, why are you ignoring people? I deleted them." After about a few minutes, I couldn't help but see that there was no reply.

After about a while, I received the email from the other party and opened it. The name, gender, contact information, hobbies and hobbies in it... all I could think of, and what I could not think of were sent over. The personal information was introduced in detail.

"I just want a name, is it necessary to make it so exaggerated?"

"It is necessary. The number you are using now belongs to a good friend of mine. As long as you don't delete me from her group, I will agree to anything you say." A paragraph of text came over there at an extremely fast speed.

Reading these words, I was very moved. I thought about "stupid" on April Fool's Day, but I didn't expect an accident, but I understood the true meaning of the word "friend". Time is not a problem, and distance is not a problem. As long as you have each other in your heart, you still remember that there was such a person, such a friendship, for both parties, it is a great beauty. At that moment, he still remembered me, but I was about to delete him from my memory, somewhat ashamed.

"Brother, happy April Fool's Day! Don't expect me to delete you!" After typing these words, I feel that the memory of the past is back: I used to run across the campus together, watched the ants move together, and rode together. Driving home on my bike...I can't forget him!

(two)

I remember that it was noon one day. After lunch, I had nothing to do with my mobile phone, and memorized my friend’s mobile phone number. I saw a few strange and familiar numbers. Thinking about those people, I almost forgot about it now. I thought, if you don’t have too many contacts, just delete it. When I deleted a person, I accidentally pressed it by mistake. The call went over, and I hurriedly picked up the call. I thought, maybe people have forgotten you a long time ago. Even if they haven’t forgotten, it’s almost the same. Call People, what else have to say. I angrily deleted the phone number, then turned off and went to sleep.

I was awakened by a sudden knock on the door, and the moment I opened the door, I was really taken aback. The owner of the phone I accidentally made was standing in front of me, sweating profusely, and there was a bicycle parked next to her, apparently she was on the road.

"Is there something? What happened?" I looked at her sweating profusely, with a face full of doubts.

"Should I ask you? You called me and I hung up before I came. You didn't answer many calls. I thought you had something wrong." She wiped the sweat from her face with her sleeve, panting and speaking to me.

"Because of this, it's so simple?" I wondered.

"Recently, I saw that your personal signature in your space was too sad. I was worried about you. You called me again. I remember that when you were wronged, you walked back and called me and said that this time you will be deducted before you pick it up. I'm afraid you can't think about it..."

"I'm fine, I'm really fine, come in and sit down." Hearing what she said, I was a little inexplicably moved, but found that they had been hanging out for a long time, and he hurriedly said.

"No, I'm relieved to see that you're okay, there's still something to do at home, I'll leave first." After saying that, I got on my bicycle and left in a hurry.

Seeing her going away, she felt sour but sweet. Turning on the phone and seeing the dozens of missed calls, I solemnly put her number in the column of friends again, and put her in my heart. This person must not be forgotten.

These are two real stories that happened to me. They changed my understanding of the word "friend" and allowed me to correctly understand what a true friendship is and what a true friend is. I clearly understand that they are not the passers-by in my life, they just changed a way to walk with me silently, they have been there, they have been paying attention to my emotions, and they are the most in my life. Those who are not allowed to forget, they are friends, friends for life!