The lessons of blood and tears have made me grow up, and my friends are ok, not many. Before, I thought there was no harm in making more friends, so I tried to make friends. Dealing with all kinds of people, you never know what kind of face is hidden under that hypocritical mask. I was still too simple at that time. I blindly believe what others say. I don't think she pretends to be intimate as her friends shout. Forgive my naivety.
Many times, I became a clown and a knife. My personality belongs to the generous and loyal female man type. If you have anything to say, as long as it is my friend, I will stand up and support you. A friend of mine speaks ill of a girl in front of me again and again, in a euphemistic tone, but I can still detect his disgust. I am a man of temperament, and I am absolutely unambiguous. What she said is not credible without judgment. Besides, we are friends. Isn't that what friends want to be on her side? I always feel that girl can't fool me.
So, from then on, I drew a line with the bad girl in her mouth. At first, the bad girl asked me why I was so cold. I ignored it, and in the end, we became sworn enemies. I don't care about this. However, in the end, the war spread to us. The girl who keeps saying that I am her friend is far away.
It turns out that she just can't stand the popularity of bad girls. There are many boys chasing her in the class, including the boy she likes. However, she should never use me. Finally, I made up with the bad girl. I heard someone say that she never regarded me as a friend, just wanted to see my jokes and let me tear up the "bad girl". That sense of betrayal, and that face with red mouth and white teeth, make me sick. From then on, I no longer give my heart easily. A few good friends are enough.
No matter how many friends I have, those who saved me from fire and water at the critical moment. Therefore, it is necessary to make friends, but be careful and know well.
Now my mind is mature enough to stop doing stupid things that are used by people. When choosing friends, I look at my personality, my opinion and my vision. All the friends I really make, I will do something for her regardless, because they are worth it. They did the same thing, and we are friends. As for the friends around me, they came to me at a critical moment and took my only understanding to gain my sympathy. There are some things I can actually do, but I will prevaricate and politely refuse. Because I know that there is a first time, there is a second time. Did they save me once when I was at the bottom of the valley?
True friends are hard to come by, I cherish them and I am very lucky. I finally understand the meaning of the word friend, a kind of existence that can do anything without blood relationship. I can't stand the cold at the top, and others see my luck. Only my sincere friends are worried about whether it will hurt if I fall. I am in a low place, and others can stay out of this muddy water and get into trouble, but my friends are not afraid of getting dirty, and try their best to pull me up.
They bless me when I am good; They don't slander me when I'm bad. This is a friend.
It is enough to have a few good friends in life.