Silence is to know the language, communicate, there are no thousands of words, and it is the most beautiful scenery in friendship ... "Who is the number you confidently dialed at two o'clock in the morning? Who are you willing to answer at any time? " Simple and ordinary words may be a realm that a person will never reach in his life. Environment, identity, mood and time all exist invisibly.
A friend is a lifetime, but how many such confidants can you have around you? Look at the friends around you. Whether you can exist with such a confidant may only become a dream. When you are lonely, friends become all the spiritual pillars in your life. Cherish what you have around you and don't let life leave regrets.
Yes, in this life, how many such intimate friends exist for you may be just a dream pursued by life. Friendship is the blood of life. It excites you, moves you and makes your blood boil.
Sincere friendship is a pure lake, clean, clear and transparent. When you smile at the lake, it will fluctuate. The invisible wind floating across the lake, through the morning and dusk, accompanied by the lightness of the day, you get up and leave, you know that the thoughts scattered on the lake are already very strong.
Friendship can give you a spacious space, in which you can get along naturally and get in touch with each other. Silence is to understand the language and communicate without a thousand words, which is the most beautiful scenery in friendship.
I always want to put myself in the spotlight, so your friend tells you that you are actually afraid of loneliness and want to cover up your shyness with some kind of aura. But no one told me that the top of the mountain was too cold.
Therefore, friendship always brings itself such a mysterious and magical state of mind intentionally or unintentionally, which may be just an extravagant hope. Many times, I always want to pick up the phone, dial a series of numbers and simply say hello. Even after that, I waited in silence.
Pick it up, put it down, put it down, pick it up, but I can't finish pressing that long string of Arabic numerals. Things have changed. I wonder if the other end of the phone is as carefree as myself.
Everyone hopes to have such a person who can unselfishly touch you at any time and spend boring time with you when you are lonely; Give you spiritual strength when you are helpless; When you are confused, show you the way. Although it is possible, it will never be possible, but it is still an eternal dream in the hearts of countless people.
A casual handshake in life made friendship go to the point of no return, guarding their respective harbors and forgetting to go home. When the soul is lonely, looking around, it is empty, and the once boiling blood has stopped flowing.
Separated, not only the indifferent years, but also the mood. The wisps of smoke floating in the air turned into clouds of fog, making it all like a dream.
Affection is the responsibility, love is the purpose, only friendship is the most touching, it only pays, and does not ask for anything in return. It is always silently waiting in an obscure corner, happy for you when you are happy; When you are depressed, I will come to your side without hesitation to comfort you.
In the vast sea of people, how many people pass by you and silently become passers-by in your life; How many people can look back at your existence; How many people can hear the sigh in your heart. In this way, in a magical dream, we met, met, and lived from now on, because of you.
I don't want to drag my tired legs, but I'm still running hard, very tired, very tired and bored. However, the restless blood flowing in the blood vessels is still bumping wildly, as if to break the flesh and blood.
Therefore, the heart opens a window for friendship. The warm wind outside the window caresses your tired soul, and tears drop into the cup full of berries. Moved, so that friendship is no longer strange, so that the soul is no longer lonely.
Loneliness, not because of introversion, too fragile and lonely, weak-willed, seeks * * *; Strong-willed, seeking enrichment. The same purpose, sinking and sublimation, is the end of two worlds.
Pure friendship is to send a bunch of flowers when others are lonely, not to echo when others are crowded. Friendship is the blood of your life It will always be with you, with your heartbeat.
Sunrise and sunset, bloom flowers fall, it shines with different brilliance in your life. I have a good friend. Her name is Yang Fei.
Long black hair, round face, watery eyes, gentle and kind. An unpleasant thing happened between me and her.
One morning, the wind was sunny and white clouds were floating in the sky. I go to school happily with my schoolbag on my back.
The first class is Chinese. The teacher said that we should practice painting in this class. Yang Fei next to me said to me, "Churou, can you lend me a pencil?" I said happily, "Of course, we are good friends."
So I lent the white mechanical pencil I bought yesterday to Yang Fei. The next morning, I came to school happily with my schoolbag on my back.
As soon as I entered the classroom, I said to Yang Fei, "Give me back mechanical pencil?" Yang Fei said hesitantly, "I left mechanical pencil at home." Why didn't you bring it?
Feiyang said hesitantly, "I broke mechanical pencil." I was so angry that I ignored Yang Fei all day.
I told my mother about it when I got home. Mother said, "How could you ruin your friendship with Yang Fei over the past few years for a little thing?" .
You must apologize to Yang Fei tomorrow, OK? "I nodded gently. The next morning, I came to the classroom and saw Yang Fei sitting in his seat, ready to apologize to Yang Fei.
But Yang Fei was one step ahead of me. She said to me, "Qian Chu," I'm really sorry about yesterday.
I went shopping in the bookstore yesterday and happened to see mechanical pencil just like you. Please accept it. "She asked," we are still not good friends. "
Although I have transferred to another school. Yang Fei, give it back.
2. Write my good friend's composition 1 my good friend
As the saying goes, "depend on your parents at home and your friends when you go out." Making friends is like building a house. Without a good foundation, there will be no bosom friend. If you have no friends, your life is meaningless. I have a good friend-Chen Luwen, who is ready to help others. I am commensurate with her "sister" We played together and studied together, leaving many good memories.
Chen Luwen, a good friend, has short black hair and thick eyebrows like the curved moon. His eyes are small, but bright. His playful nose looks cuter. Under his nose is a cherry-like mouth and a lovely and smart facial features.
One hot afternoon, the students were all busy, and I was as busy as a bee. I came over and asked, "Zhu, what's the matter?" Can I help you? " "Teacher Fu asked me to post a certificate of commendation, and the backboard fell off and floated in the air. I'm going to post it, too I'm too busy! Then you can stick me on the board! " I said anxiously. Just do it, she picked up the double-sided tape and confidently promised, "OK, I'll cover this!" " My mood suddenly relaxed a lot. How happy I am to think that Chen Luwen has helped me! It didn't take us long to finish the work. She put the plate upright and made me feel ashamed. I patted her on the shoulder happily and said, "Good for you, thank you." He smiled and said, "You're welcome. We are good friends! "
This is my good friend Chen Luwen's lively and lovely little girl.
My good friend.
I have short braids on both sides, gentle eyes and a cherry-like mouth. Very cute!
Because her Chinese is very good, I always can't compare with it, so I feel a little unconvinced.
Finally one day, I couldn't help it. "Yu, I want to challenge you!" "My good friend, why are you doing this? What's good for you? " Yu Le Yi looked at me with wondering eyes. "Because I am not convinced, why do you surpass me in Chinese? I am always told by my parents. " I glared at her.
Yu said firmly, "Well, what are the challenges?" "Of course it's a sentence!" I pouted and preached. I was secretly happy, thinking: if I show her difficult idioms, he won't be defeated by me!
"Zhou, what are you still doing there?" Make sentences quickly! "What word should I make?" "Then you can use it. . . Make it up with a dead sheep! " I am proud to say.
"Write it!" I gloated, "Yu, what about you?" I asked her contemptuously. "I wrote it too," she said.
"In order not to let my good partner help me, I will show these two drafts to my good classmate Wang Wenyu!" Yu said. Then, I was unconvinced: how could she give us orders like a fake king? We are not admirers. I kept silent and handed the newspaper to Wang Wenyu.
After a while, he said, "Judging from this sentence, he won." "Why! You have to give me a reason. " I am not happy to say. Because the answer is: Better late than never tells us that it is not too late to correct our mistakes in time. And your answer is: when I was a child, I heard adults say it was never too late to mend. "I grabbed the words:" Yes, what happened to me? " "Listen to me slowly. Everything you write is good and incomplete, but Yu Le Yi is perfect, better than your sentence. "
I gradually lowered my head. "Yu, you are really good, but I still can't compare with you." "It doesn't matter." She said with a smile.
My good friend Yu is a lovely classmate.
Write my good friend's composition. I have a good friend. His name is Zheng Yuhang. She looks fine. She has a pair of arch eyebrows, curved and beautiful. Her eyes are small, but she is full of spirit. She has a flat nose, a small mouth and a pair of ears, which are particularly harmonious together. She and I are best friends!
One day, we played Woodenhead's game together, and Zheng Yuhang was good at playing Woodenhead. We started playing, and I said, "One, two, three, wooden head!" " Zheng Yuhang didn't move, so I turned back. When I looked back at once, I found Zheng Yuhang running away. I went to find her, and she ran back smartly. Finally, I found her. I said, "Stop running, let's play!" " Zheng Yuhang said, "All right! I'm not running, let's play! " I said, "OK, 223 Woodhead!" I looked back, ah! Why did she come to my side again? I ran to other places. Looking back, I found Zheng Yuhang again. I ran and ran, and Zheng Yuhang chased and chased! Finally, my mother came to pick us up, and I said, "Ah! So tired! " Zheng Yuhang said, "What fun!" I said, "Yes! Play again tomorrow! "
I like playing with her!
4. () 600 words in the circle of friends. My friends are very cute and always look at me with a smile.
At least at that time, they always sat beside me and smiled happily at me. At least at that time, they gave me many warm hugs. It's just that I was less than one year old at that time.
Open your eyes, some of you are hanging on the wall, others are sitting on the bed, smiling sweetly at me.
You are my best friend, and you have walked with me many times.
Only one day, I learned to speak, but you were silent; I want to play with you, but you don't move; I dragged you to dance and you ignored me.
I suddenly realized that you are just toys, but you are really my earliest friends in this world.
Finally one day, my circle of friends changed.
Flocks of skipping children have become my good friends.
You have bright eyes, novel ideas and a happy image. Different from toys, you can say humorous words, fish and play hide-and-seek.
Sitting under a tree with you, solve riddles on the lanterns, lying on the lawn and rolling around, skipping the whole childhood. Everyone is chasing each other together. There is only happiness and trust between us, and nothing can be thought of in our little heads.
Several small pomegranate trees have become our playmates, and there is only laughter in our world.
Until one day our schoolbags became heavier, until one day the exams increased, until one day the fairy tale quietly left our world, and our friends changed again.
I think it's a little strange that you have become silent and will never run happily all day. Your laughter has turned into a smile.
You often do problems quietly in the classroom, read books quietly and think quietly. It seems that you have lost the noise and vitality of your childhood, but your honest heart to me has not changed.
Your help is reflected in the solution of the problem, far from being as simple as a candy, but your concern remains unchanged.
Maybe one day, you will grow taller and your personality will change. But you, whether you are a toy or a child, or you are already in junior high school, are my best friends. You are ever-changing, but what remains unchanged is your warm smile and fiery heart!
5. The diary written to many good friends will distract you from studying under the lamp, think of one friend after another, think of many things you have experienced together, and think of what you said, and that gentleness will immediately surround you. In such a late night, it makes you intoxicated, makes you happy and makes you happier.
Friends should not be so important, but friends are so important. There may be no emotion in life, no victory ... nothing else, but friends are indispensable.
When you are in a bad mood, you can spread out some stationery and send it to a friend's mailbox to dilute a sadness in such a "* * *"; When you are in a good mood, you can also release a homing pigeon and send it to a friend, so that you can feel greater and more perfect joy in a "happiness".
Friends can walk in the rain with umbrellas; You can ride a bike together and fly on the road together; You can indulge in art galleries and museums; You can visit bookstores and galleries; Friends cry when they are sad, laugh when they are happy, read good books and listen to good songs. ...
Friends often think of it, but they put care in their hearts and care in their eyes; Friends go through life after life and spend night after night hand in hand; Friends add joy when they think of it, and recall it more gently in time.
Friends are like mellow wine, full of flavor and easy to get drunk; Friends are like flowers, fragrant and elegant; Friends are autumn rain, delicate and poetic; My friend is May in December, pure and standing proudly. Friends are not paintings, but more beautiful than paintings; Friends are not songs, they are more beautiful than songs; A friend should be a poem-poetic elegance; Friends should be dreams-the beauty of dreams; Friends should be meaningful essays, writing about yesterday and looking forward to the future.
The beauty of friends lies not in having plenty of time; Friends are really eternal in an instant, and they know each other in an instant; The value of friends is not because of the years we passed together, but the most rare thing about friends is that they will always remember after parting, and remember: you are my friend.
When I am with my friends, the sun is always shining and the flowers are bright. In the years with friends, the sky is no longer raining, and my heart is no longer wet. Only when you have friends do you realize that you have everything. We can lose a lot, but what we can't lose is our friends. Friends are not eternal, friends are just passers-by in life, but life is beautiful because of fate. What does it matter if there is no future? At least, we can't forget the years our friends spent with us.