A small poem with the theme of partner.

A friend is an umbrella in the wind and rain, a coat when it is cold, a cup of hot tea when it is far away, a kind word when it is sad, a post station on a tired journey, and a harbor for wandering souls to rest. What is a friend? Friends can walk in the rain with umbrellas; You can roll together on the beach by the sea; You can immerse yourself in some kind of musical reverie together; You can swim in the sea of books together; Friends are sad, I cry with you, I am happy, I laugh with you silly ... Friends don't keep in touch often, but I won't forget that every time I think about it occasionally, I still feel so warm, so kind and so gentle. Friends put care in their hearts and hide care in their eyes; Friends go through life after life and spend night after night hand in hand; Friends add joy when they think of it, and recall it more gently in time. Friends are like mellow wine, full of flavor and easy to get drunk; Friends are like flowers, elegant and fragrant; Friends are autumn rain, delicate and poetic; My friend is May in December, pure and standing proudly. Friends are not paintings, but more beautiful than paintings; Friends are not songs, they are more beautiful than songs; A friend should be a meaningful essay, writing about yesterday and looking forward to the future. The beauty of friends lies not in having plenty of time; Friends are really eternal in an instant, and they know each other in an instant; The value of friends is not because of the years we passed together, but the most rare thing about friends is that they will always remember after parting, and remember: you are my friend. When you have friends, the sun is always shining and the flowers are bright; Only when I had friends did I realize that I had everything. We can lose a lot, but what we can't lose is our friends. Friends may not be eternal, friends may just be a passer-by in a certain period of your life, but because of this origin, life becomes better and friends' feelings are more vivid and precious. What if there is no future?