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What you lack is friends, not moments. Friend S is an energetic person. There are almost no single photos in his circle of friends, and he takes selfies with different close friends every day. S does seem to be born with a gift for arousing the atmosphere. Whether singing or having dinner together, he can always warm up quickly and save the cold spot in the middle.
Some time ago, Fuzhou held the Youth Games. He went to volunteer, met a group of new friends, and jumped up and down the edge of the field in the clothes of Xiao Qingguo.
In this can not be regarded as a first-tier city, whenever there are large-scale activities, there must be active S figure. His circle of friends has become the activity section of a metropolitan newspaper, broadcasting all kinds of developments in the city in real time.
Every time I sweep his circle of friends one by one, I feel ashamed that I don't deserve to be in the same city with him.
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Friend L is very different. L is silent, does not like to be lively, does not discuss right and wrong, and usually looks lonely. When he was at school, everyone competed for the monitor and the regiment secretary, but he chose the drudgery of a "labor committee".
We don't know each other very well because we have only taken an elective course for a week. The recess is boring, and there is often a casual chat about personal matters.
We seldom contacted each other after graduation, until one day, I got a call from him and he asked me to guess where he was.
Before I could open my mouth, he snatched my words with a bad smile: "AHA, I knew you couldn't guess, I was on the bank of Baikal Lake!"
Then he said to himself that when he was in college, a post spread widely on the Internet, saying that people must take the railway to Russia once in a lifetime. At that time, the elective teacher was talking about sugar metabolism. I showed it to him excitedly. As a result, the teacher wrote a diagram of sugar metabolism all over the blackboard. Instead, he remembered the mountains, grasslands, birch forests and Lake Baikal. I wanted to come.
He remembers all kinds of details better than I do in the old teenager's past.
He said, Russian women are bigger than you, .
I said, get out.
The mouth is not forgiving, but the heart is warm.
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For a time, there was a popular activity of collecting likes in moments. Mr. S sent a lot of likes in succession, and then respectfully sent them to his friends, asking everyone to help give likes.
At that time, I was not busy with my work and I didn't write much manuscripts, but I had no desire to slide my hand into his circle of friends.
One day, when I went to a big dinner, Mr. S happened to be there and complained to me busily that there were always not enough likes in the moments.
I was surprised: "with your contacts, I thought you had saved up as early as the first day."
He said with a wry smile, "No, I sent likes in groups two or three times every time, but I was embarrassed to send them again, but I still didn't save enough."
I didn't respond guiltily, fearing that he had mentioned several things in which I was not involved, and even wondered if he was insinuating me by insinuating.
However, L occasionally sent "ask for likes, ask for forwarding". When I clicked on it, I already had his message: thank you for your help. I've had enough likes!
Restaurant
In terms of the closeness of the relationship, I am undoubtedly more familiar with Mr. S. When we were in college, we jointly planned numerous community activities, large and small, fighting all night together, writing planning, soliciting sponsorship, and making our eyes red. At the end of the show, we drank a lot of wine and shared the joy of success.
But S Jun seems to be familiar with the whole world, and his world does not lack me. I am not the only one who has stayed up all night with him, and I am not the only one who has had a big drink with him.
In his status, there are always people I don't know, scenery I've never seen before. He went out to play with his new friends, and the smiling faces in the photos were all people I didn't know. How rich his joys and sorrows are, but there is not the slightest trace of me.
Mr. S makes me unable to feel my own existence, even if it is only a very weak and small existence.
Sometimes we have to admit that the possessive desire for love and attention hidden in the depths of human hearts is so extreme and selfish. Also have to admit, in addition to love, friendship is also exclusive.
This is not worth trumpeting and becoming the cause of any kind of preemption or crime. But it should not be criticized verbally. At best, it can be regarded as a prank accidentally made by God when he created man.
We all want to be other people's theonlyone, if not, we want to be at least a little more special than others.
Just like L to me: when I saw Lake Baikal, I suddenly thought of you.
At that moment, I felt that I had more crescent-shaped lakes than others in L's heart.
To win over people is sometimes very simple: sweet words do not need much, just a faint care, is the most certain proof of friendship.
Wu
I have also made the mistake of S, mistakenly thinking that running a good circle of friends and frequently getting likes from others is a social queen. In fact, the meaning of those likes is only "your life is very good" or "I have read", not "how are you?"I miss you so much".
Pay more attention to give friends a little care and thoughtful greetings. The exclusive memory of two people is far more precious than the circle of friends swaying on one side.
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