A friend is not the person you meet and greet everyday, but he is the person you can know what happened with him without saying anything, the person you want to share your feeling, your thought whenever you have happiness or sadness and so does he. It makes you and him closer and closer, also it is the friendship which is very important in one's life.
When I was in primary and secondary school, I was a close-mouthed boy, so I didn't have many friends. After school, I only stayed at home and studied, I didn't join in activities with the children at my age. I didn't know much about everything around me. At that time, I was really bored and lonely, but I didn't know what I have to do and no one helped me.
However, in the year I entered high school, everything changed. I remembered the first days I was so nervous; therefore, I just sat quietly. Later, a boy sitting next to me told some gossips. I started to concentrate on what he said; I also joined in by some my stories. I felt better then. I found that schooltime was more interesting than I expected. I talked more with other classmates, and I admired them much when I knew that they had many difficulties to go to school. Thank to them, I found that I was luckier and learned how to be more optimistic. We were more understanding.
During three years in high school, we didn't changed our class. Everyone wanted that, for we knew there was the place we really needed. Our class took part in many school activities such as singing competition, flower agranging, wall- paper writing... , and we won a lots. In the last year, we celerated birthday parties for every members each month. We sang, danced and took a lot of photo to make a CD; beside, we had our class uniform which was designed by me. I became more active and happier.
Our friendship is not always happy, but , sometimes ,some members had arguments. However, the others soon celerated a inside-classroom meeting to solve the problem. Everything was OK again. I remembered a memory. Once time, I had a very boring thing, I cried a lot. But I didn't want my friends to know. After school, when I hurried go home, they gave me a letter; they sang a beautiful song and say nothing. After reading the letter, I cried again much more. Not because I was sad, because I was too happy.They gave me the faith in life and helped me overcome everything. I believed that friendship is what I have spent.
Now, we all graduated; we still keep contact. We usually meet each other at the weekend. I hope that our friendship will last forever.
