Arab legend has two friends to travel in the desert, on the road to a certain point of their quarrel, and one returned to one another slap in the face. Beatings feel humiliated, not a word phrase, wrote in the sand: "Today I played a good friend of my hand." They continue to move forward. Up to the Jiangmen, they decided to stop. To play the hand that was almost drowned, but fortunately friends were put up. After being rescued, he took a small sword in the stone inscription: "Today, my good friend saved my life." Curious side has asked a question: Why do I have to fight you after you write in the sand, but now it's carved in stone? The other smiled a answered: When a friend was hurt when forget to write in easy, the wind will be responsible to erase it; if the opposite were to help, we should cut it in the depths of the heart, there is no wind It can not be undone. Friends get along with the often unintentional injury, but it was a sincere help, forget those who have made no harm; bear in mind those who really help you, <BR> this world you will find that you really have a lot of friends ... You only have to spend a minute note of a person; an hour into friends: One day you fall in love with him; but I really fell in love with it ... you take a life time to forget him until the drink that Bangladesh Tang Po ... You friends! When you see here, what do you feel? In their daily lives, even if the best friend will be friction, we may be separated as a result of these conflicts. But every time Yelanrenjing, we look to the sky, there will always see the good memories of the past. I do not know why some trivial memories, but I was lonely hearts tremendous shock! This is the feeling that I am more aware of your important to me! I hope that you will cherish the more your friends
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