There are many treasures in the world, such as the world famous paintings, crystal-clear diamonds and priceless antiques ... I also have a treasure of my own, just an ordinary piece of paper with crooked words written on it and dirty handprints. Although it is neither beautiful nor expensive, it moves me more than famous paintings, diamonds and antiques. That day, I went to school as usual. The difference is that today is my birthday. This unobtrusive day is even more insignificant in the context of preparing for the senior high school entrance examination. So, I fell into my own lost mood. During the dictation at noon, the teacher used to remind everyone to write the date, and the students asked each other. At this moment, Xiaohei, not far from me, suddenly looked up at me, and his slightly wrinkled heavy eyebrows showed me an epiphany. I think there is something. I was about to ask him, but he kept his head down and continued dictation. I think it's strange that it's impossible ... Come on, how can a careless guy like him remember my birthday? Don't comfort yourself. After class, I want to chat with some friends to ease my unhappiness. But I couldn't find anyone, and finally I saw them hiding in a corner and whispering something, so I quickly leaned in. They quickly put away the pen and paper at hand and drove me back to my seat. Sitting there, my lost mood seems to be more intense, my eyes are moist, and I swallow my tears back hard. In that corner, my best friend is talking and laughing, but I am not the "birthday girl". I saw Xiaohe waving pen and paper excitedly for a while, thinking with his thick eyebrows locked for a while, talking to others for a while, and bending down to write for a while. They huddled together and passed the paper and pencil around. Xiaohei accidentally saw me, turned his heavy eyebrows naughtily and turned away again. I think they must want to play a prank again. In the self-study class, my deskmate handed me a piece of paper and pointed to the back. Those people are snickering. I put down my pen and looked at the paper carefully, and my disappointment vanished with it: there were four characters "Happy Birthday" written on it, something that could be called a cake was painted on it, and eight candles were inserted on it, seven of which I lacked at the age of fifteen. On the other side, it says "Happiness is like the East China Sea, and longevity is like the South Mountain". Further down, there are four signatures, and there is this line next to it. It seems that Xiaoyue wrote: "I am too nervous to sign such an important document!" I can't help looking back at them. Abortion's eyes full of wisdom reveal a very proud look. He whispered, "You should keep this card well. I lost it to you, you can't buy it. " Say that finish, smiled again. Yes, it is really priceless. Holding it in my hand, I can't help studying it carefully over and over again. The heavy blessings on that piece of paper almost made my hands tremble, and my heart was full of happiness and emotion. Little by little with these four friends, as if from this unusual piece of paper to my eyes in an instant, appear in my mind like a movie: when I am sad, they make me happy; They helped me when I was sad; At the critical moment, they are duty-bound to support me. As long as there are them, there will be laughter and joy. With them, what reason can I lose? Thinking about thinking, tears filled my eyes again. This time, it is tears of happiness. I never thought that I would receive such a special and precious gift, especially in this tense preparation stage. I'm really proud of having so many friends. At the same time, I realized that there are many people around me who care about me and love me. These loves are not just an "epiphany" one day, but have always been with me at every stage of my life. How can I not treat such an important piece of paper as a treasure?