Friendship is often promoted as a great thing, even more than love and family affection, but who has ever seen such an indestructible friendship? Friendship is often more fragile than anything else. It cannot withstand the wind, the rain, and even a hurtful word. Because we care, we trust, and we are young, so we are easy to lose.
Many people do not admit that they have no friends, and many people flaunt that they have no friends. What are friends? In my heart, I am a bit obsessed with friends. This comes from my past experiences and hurts. I cannot use interests, wealth, or loneliness as reasons for making friends. I know this may be a bit incomprehensible. I can accept imperfections in love and various compromises in marriage, but I just can't accept a friendship that I don't like.