Respect is the bridge of friendship

Within the framework of friendship, the first person you think of must be your best friend. Of course, if the first thing he thinks of is you, then the two of you must be good friends.

You will find that there is a distance between you and the friend who will be your lifelong best friend. This distance is neither far nor close; neither sparse or dense. It is the constant appreciation of one heart to another, and the eternal look of one love to another.

Too much communication can actually be fatal. It's a bit like eating, no matter how smooth the delicacies are, you can't always eat them. The stomach doesn't say anything, carefree, but a sensitive heart has long become picky and bored. At this time, a very common sentence, a very small thing, will cause a tsunami of communication.

Yes, there are times when the delicacies of the mountains and seas are boring. In terms of the ideal result of the relationship, you don't expect to be like glue forever, you can constantly approach and fit, that's enough.

In ordinary times, people who exchange cups for cups, call them brothers and sisters, and flatter people are not friends, but a combination of interests. The intimacy beyond ordinary feelings is not in communication, but in collusion, use, and embarrassment. Such a combination can gather quickly and disperse quickly. It was a mess just now, and in a blink of an eye, it can turn its face and fall apart.

A relationship that takes a lot of effort is called hustle and bustle, and it is tired; a relationship that takes a lot of effort is called calculation, yin. The real relationship is simple and real. A spring door opens, a smiling door closes, and then the world is indifferent.

If a person has never really interacted with others in his life, either he is too arrogant and arrogant, or his character is humble and unacceptable; of course, if many people are your friends, I am afraid, more of them are friends. . Buddha has no supreme love, only sentient beings. We are not Buddhas, and in our hearts, all our lives, only a limited number of people can truly be accepted. More, have become the passing passengers in our lives.

The quality of communication, in a certain sense, achieves the quality of life.

In my opinion, the best communication is not the conscious adsorption and bonding of both parties, but the unconscious penetration and integration of each other. Adsorption and bonding are often purposeful and utilitarian, either implicit or strong; in short, it seems that there are some ghosts. Infiltration and integration are not. The cloud is light and the wind is light, the wind comes suddenly, and the cloud goes away calmly, with no desire or desire. It is the most sincere handshake of the soul and the purest emotional need.

In history, Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi were both high mountains and flowing waters, and they were precious friends. After Zhong Ziqi died, Yu Boya threw the qin sadly. Perhaps, in his opinion, no matter how beautiful the sound of the world is, if there is no confidant to appreciate it, it is better to let the soul of Tianlai go back and make it a swan song.

Andrew is a journalist. Once, he came to interview a tribe in Africa, which was already very poor and had just suffered a severe earthquake. Andrew really recorded everything here, and he tried everything possible to appeal to people to help the tribe.

After a morning of filming and interviews, it was time for lunch. At this time, a clan member came over with a plate of fried noodles and said, "Mr. Andrew, this is the fried noodles we prepared for you, you can eat it." Andrew quickly waved his hand and said, "I have food in the car, this bowl of noodles for you. Eat it yourself." Just as he was talking, the patriarch also walked over and said, "You must be very hungry, eat this bowl of fried noodles." The already impoverished tribe was hit by an earthquake again, and food must be very scarce, Andrew I really couldn't bear to eat their food, so I politely declined again, "I'm really not hungry, I still have food in the car, you can eat it yourself."

The patriarch frowned, he seemed to have discovered something, turned around and said to the clan: "I told you before, the people in the city are very hygienic, look at this bowl, how old, how unsanitary it looks, let How does he eat?" The clan said aggrievedly: "I did as you asked, but this is already the best bowl in the clan..."

In an instant, Andrew understood, this is an irresistible bowl of fried noodles! Even a well-meaning refusal can hurt them and make them think they're despising them. Thinking of this, Andrew immediately said loudly: "I'm very hungry, I'll eat this bowl of fried noodles." After that, he took the fried noodles and ate it in a big mouth.

Seeing Andrew's devoured look, the clansmen all smiled gratified. Later, Andrew wrote in his diary: "Sometimes a well-meaning rejection can hurt others, and some seemingly cruel acceptance is actually a great deal of respect and kindness!"