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Many years later, as soon as I looked back, you were still there
Text:Web · Anchor: Ying Qi'er
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I like that kind of friendship, not so much, not so strong, not so sweet, not so all the time;
Sometimes it is even used for years, decades, half a century to time it, it is so little, so true, so long.
Many years later, as soon as I looked back, you were still...
If sorrow is shared, it is not a comfort; if there is someone to accompany, when and where is not warm and at ease.
The truest feelings are always: dead pi lai's face is broken into a smile, and he is willing to tire of it.
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Some people, walking and walking into the heart, just like old friends; some people, walking and walking fade out of sight, difficult to communicate;
Some emotions, in the years, slowly dissolve, no longer unforgettable;
Some people, in the midst of fellowship, slowly drift away, as if without a trace;
Some things, in time, slowly calmed down, and never moved again.
Therefore, the encounter between people depends on fate, and the heart and heart know each other by sincerity; if there are two or three friends in life, there is nothing to talk about, not to give up, it can be described as lucky...
It doesn't matter how long two people are together, what matters is whether you've ever been in the person's heart. Some people spend even a day together, but they stay in their hearts for a lifetime;
Some people, even if they have been together for a lifetime, have not spent a day in their hearts.
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Choosing a friend is choosing a lifestyle.
Self-cultivation is the premise of making good friends, which is equivalent to opening up the friendliest world for yourself and being able to make your life glorious.
True friends are not together and have endless conversations, but they don't feel embarrassed even if they don't say a word.
Friends are like a crystal jewel, which needs to be carved with sincerity, fresh with understanding, and embellished by communication.
Friends don't have to be right at home, but they must be in the same boat;
It doesn't have to be inseparable, but it must be sympathetic;
It doesn't have to be icing on the cake, but it's necessary to send charcoal in the snow; it's not necessary to meet every day, but it's necessary to keep it in your heart.
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Habit is an action that accumulates over time.
Lovers often say: "I no longer have love for you, it has become a habit" In fact, there is nothing wrong with habit: it makes you do it naturally, think of him naturally, love him naturally...
When you no longer feel that you are giving, perhaps you feel that you have begun to get used to having Him by your side in your life that is real love.
Treat the person you're used to!
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How can you have without giving up; if you don't keep your loneliness, you will see prosperity.
The real charm of a person is not that you make a good first impression on the other person; it is that the other party still likes to be with you after knowing you for many years.
It is not that you instantly attract the other person's attention; it is that the other party still appreciates you after getting acquainted with you.
It is not that after the first meeting, there is a feeling of seeing each other and hating the night; but after going through the vicissitudes, I sincerely pour out: It is good to know you.
Ten years, for everyone's meaning in life, is extraordinary. Ten years of traces, once floating in the sea of life, ideals and dreams, regardless of success or failure, and now only sighs. Through the tribulations and hardships of time, fresh clothes and angry horses, flames and flowers, what can remain in the depths of the heart are incomparably precious treasures. There is a saying in Naran's "Yu Meiren": "The back of the lamp and the moon are flowers and yin, and it has been ten years of traces for ten years." "Poignant and cut, the experience is burned on the paper, and the ten-year heart knot is deeply spread." Years boil into books, affectionate parting, between the lines, are the shadows of the past, are the footprints of the old years. The vicissitudes of nostalgia and death, destined for a lifetime. Love like Mao Jose. About the author: Xi Yan (WeChat: x), literary website editor, text published on major literary websites. Some of his works have appeared in print media publications such as Writers Daily, Writers' Anthology, and Qilu Literature. Published the collections "Light Songs of The Years" and "Ink Jiangnan". Public number: Yulu Micro Magazine (ID: luer2200), the most literary book. Ten years later, I am accustomed to seeing the gathering and dispersion, and I am still grateful. Ten years later, where will the classmates and friends who have not been seen after the farewell be in which city? Has the landscape of the distant countryside changed its appearance? Does the first love have a home? Are they doing well? Like yourself, you will be busy and hard every day! Like yourself, at a certain moment, you will think deeply of yourself! Ten years of time is a cycle of saying that it is not long, and that it is not short. The reader said, "Ten years is long, long enough to look up at the years; ten years is short, so short that the jaws are brooding." "Ten years as a day is a great lie, in fact, some sour, some torment. Ten years, experience becomes a story, it is difficult to resist the gap between people and wrongs, and it is difficult to say that there is endless sorrow in the heart. Ten years, what was lost? What was gained? Is it a deep bondage, or a long stream of emotions? How many friends, laughter and anger do not remember revenge? Is love still the same as before? Do you understand the depth and heaviness of silent giving?
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Anchor: Qi Ying'er, Deputy Secretary-General of Dalian Language Arts Society, reading makes people happy, listening makes people quiet. Be thankful for life!
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