With the development of network information, WeChat has become an essential tool for communication. The colorful circle of friends has made us understand life and people's hearts.
Wechat has been around for more than ten years. In these days, new friends often join and old friends often quit.
A good morning, a blessing, condensed the heavy friendship between friends. It has gradually become a habit of us to brush our friends' circle and bask in the sun.
"Pig, what's the matter with you? What have you been doing recently? "
"Sugar, what are you doing?"
"Cotton candy, where have you been?"
Greetings, like a piece of sunshine, warm my heart. My heart is also moved by the happiness of my circle of friends. I don't want to turn off WeChat or pay attention to my circle of friends. I have my best friend and my complex.
Unconsciously, the circle of friends has become a beautiful bridge in our hearts, and we are the people who enjoy the scenery while walking on the bridge.
Time is always moving forward quietly. Like the waves, it churns beautiful friendship. At the same time, it also reveals the ugliest side of human nature.
I remember that time, I had a good friend for many years. At first, we had a good relationship. We often greet each other and praise each other. Every time I update a message, he praises me in an instant, but I don't know why. I couldn't see his praise for me later. Later, I could only see his daily life for three days. Then I couldn't see his daily life for three days. I opened his WeChat, and all I saw was his head. Later, I met him.
Perhaps, because of the precipitation of the years, you are not what she was, and I will think, should I still wait in place?
I believe in a kind of fate. When it comes, it will get together, and when it breaks up, it will break up.
The beauty of life is that no matter how you treat me, I haven't changed my mind.
You change again and again, and I remain the same.
Inexplicably blacked out and inexplicably deleted. Ignorance, forgetfulness You became a man with a story. I can read flowers and fall, I can read the sun, the moon and the stars, but I can't read you. What's wrong with me, I let you hack again and again? If friendship is life and death, then I guess in your heart, I have died again and again.
Walking on the sunset boulevard, looking up at the sunset glow is very eye-catching, because she has been washed by rain. So is friendship. The best friend is the one who can go to the end and settle down.
I remember when having tea with friends, we often said, "Well, you see, we have known each other for so many years. During this period, many friends approached us, and after many years, we found that we were the last to play. "
Time is a gentle ruler to measure different people.
More people disappear when they walk, and disperse when they walk.
Sometimes, inexplicably moved.
Touching those who don't want to leave me, touching those who like to be bored with me, I am a sentimental and righteous person. I like to have afternoon tea, chat with friends about my hometown, cut a section of north and south, and talk about paradise on earth for a while. Then go crazy together and have fun together, whether barefoot or dancing, regardless of only beauty.
I can accept your leaving directly, but I can't accept your pretending to be here.
In the circle of friends, the most terrible friendship is that he quietly deleted you. Do you still think he is still there?
People should know everything when they live to be puzzled. The storm is over, and I like friends who are open and honest and don't harm people behind their backs. If you don't appreciate me, you can tell me generously, and I will accept your dislike, and don't make me feel that you are my confidant, my friend, and I have been deleted or blacked out by you.
In fact, life is not long. How many people can become bosom friends? I really cherish those who can stay in my life.
Fate, this thing is very particular. One side of pure land has raised millions of people, but it is not easy for us to meet.
I have seen such a set of data:
At present, the world population exceeds 6 billion.
Life: 80*365=29200 (days)
On average, you can meet about 1000 people every day.
The total number of people I met in my life: 29,200 *1000 = 29,200,000 (people)
Chance of meeting: 29200000/6000000 = 0.00487.
Calculation of acquaintance probability:
When Ping An is 80 years old, he will probably know about 3000 people. What if you live to be 90?
Probability of acquaintance: 3000/60000000 = 0.0000005 (five over ten million)
Are you surprised to see these data?
In fact, all encounters are doomed. Since destiny takes a hand, just admit it.
Don't trample on the good friendship and kindness of others. If you really don't like it, just confess it once. Nobody belongs to anyone.
In this world, everything can be ruined, not sincerity, it is a kind of trust.
In the dead of night, flip through the circle of friends, fade away from the busy day, and see which friend sends it every day. It is a kind of support to miss the praise and make up for it. If you happen to be there, it is also a kind of happiness to praise it directly. Because of you, because of me.
In my circle of friends, many girlfriends are experts in writing articles and reciting. If you are not busy, I like to read and listen to their works lightly, where there are sweet life, happy confessions, colorful, warm and affectionate. That is the recognition of life, that is the waiting for happiness. Love every day and every second.
I remember in 2005, I had an accident and lost my sight. It is difficult to urinate in the hospital. I have a best friend who can always carry shit and urine for me. At that moment, although I couldn't see it, I felt that I had enjoyed the most beautiful sincerity in the world. They warmed me with their hearts and made me feel that the world is loveless. If it weren't for their arms, I wouldn't be who I am now.
The sincerity of life is the collision between heart and heart. You accepted my good and bad, and finally insisted on staying with me, which is doomed to be the difference between life and death.
Looking through the circle of friends every day, I feel that I am a happy person because we are still here.
A friend of mine died of lung cancer on 20 18 12 3 1. When he died, I happened to be on the way to Guangzhou for a meeting by plane. I didn't know about his death at first, because I went to the hospital to see him before and gave him 500 yuan. At that time, I thought he could hold on for a few days and occasionally flip through his circle of friends. I haven't contacted him for a long time because I am busy. One day, when I was finally free, I quietly sent him a message: "Come and sit tonight, long time no see." Normally, when I send a message, he will reply immediately. I didn't receive that message that day. I tried to open his circle of friends, and there was only one line: the old man was safe, and my friend believed that the young man was pregnant. And then there was nothing. Later, I called his wife and she cried that he had passed away. Then she called me and couldn't reach me. Yes, I'm on the plane, and my cell phone is turned off. At that moment, I had a bad feeling in my heart and especially regretted sending him a message. You know, if I hadn't sent a message, at least I thought he was still alive. In memory of him, I also wrote a poem "When Life Exhausted" in his tone.
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Lie in a bed you don't want to lie in.
People are dying.
Heart, still thinking.
In the long river of life
go through all the vicissitudes of life
It also hit a lamp.
Unexpectedly, the magic change was transformed by cancer.
I didn't remember it until today.
Save some time for your best friend.
Speak your mind
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Now, the circle of friends can't see his daily life, but I still have his WeChat, or his son's head ... but there is always a sense of guilt. Why is he not in my circle of friends?
Don't hate a person, let alone push a person away. Every day has passed, and you will never see him again.