With adequate material conditions, people can "exist" but if you want a life truly meaningful, people need to have friends.In the old folk treasure, our people have had so many questions about poetry praising friendship:
I remember it like salted small fishI remember as we remember the white pebbleMoon rising from the mountains to wear whiteI love you as the moon with the sun.
Or:
Living in the tank pearl diamondDo not live by love between friends.
Human history has been bold mark of friendship. It is faithful friendship, cohesively, to understand each other through keyboard music notes such as Ba Nha-autism, willing to sacrifice for the common ideal ambition, to work for you, such as Karl Marx - Antenna jealous . Friendship is not the pursuit of fame, despised material things, only deeds and noble soul is, precious. In the poem "You come home to play" by Nguyen Extension, the national poet tells of his misery, do not need another alcohol treatment of meat, vegetables and melons, even a "betel is the story" has no . Just two intimates soul mate, just "I came here to play it with me" is enough.
No coincidence that our forefathers have taught that "Close the ink black, near the dawn light, you do so that people must" Choose friends that play. " People do not all good, that shun evil, good learning, playing with good friends, people we will be better. Good friend to share joys and sorrows not only feeling, feeling with me but also for our progress, always with us whenever we encounter difficult times, always smile when we see success, to comfort every encouragement we stumble on the path of life.
Or:
Living in the tank pearl diamondDo not live by love between friends.
Human history has been bold mark of friendship. It is faithful friendship, cohesively, to understand each other through keyboard music notes such as Ba Nha-autism, willing to sacrifice for the common ideal ambition, to work for you, such as Karl Marx - Antenna jealous . Friendship is not the pursuit of fame, despised material things, only deeds and noble soul is, precious. In the poem "You come home to play" by Nguyen Extension, the national poet tells of his misery, do not need another alcohol treatment of meat, vegetables and melons, even a "betel is the story" has no . Just two intimates soul mate, just "I came here to play it with me" is enough.
No coincidence that our forefathers have taught that "Close the ink black, near the dawn light, you do so that people must" Choose friends that play. " People do not all good, that shun evil, good learning, playing with good friends, people we will be better. Good friend to share joys and sorrows not only feeling, feeling with me but also for our progress, always with us whenever we encounter difficult times, always smile when we see success, to comfort every encouragement we stumble on the path of life.
Living life, next to love, we still have friends. Friendships make people understand each other better and thereby improve herself.
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