Each of us has friends. From childhood to adulthood, from campus to integration into society, we shuttle among all kinds of people.
Some of them passed by each other and were strangers to each other, while some of them met only once, but will always be remembered. Some became friends, some became lovers, some became husband and wife, and some became enemies. . . . . . No matter which one you are with him or her, we all need someone to share your happiness and sadness and find an outlet for your feelings.