Different wonderful life

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Once upon a time, there was a boy with a temper. His father gave him a bag of nails, told him that every time I lost my temper or quarrel with people, I was nail on the fence of the yard. On the first day, the boy nailed 37 nails. In the following few days, he learned to control his temper, and the nails of each day were gradually reduced. He found that controlled his temper, in fact, more easily than nails. Finally, one day, he did not nail a nail. He was happy to tell Dad. Dad said: "From now on, if you don't lose your temper one day, you can unplug a nail this day." The day passed one day, and finally, the nail was all pulled out. Dad took him to the edge of the fence, said to him: "Son, you are doing well, but look at the nail hole on the fence, these holes can never recover. Just like you and a person quarrel, said If you have a hard to listen, you have left a wound in his heart, like this nail hole. "Inserting *** in a person's body, then pull out, the wound is difficult to heal. No matter how you apologize, the wound is always there. You know, the wound on your body is difficult to recover as the wound on your mind. Your friend is your precious property, they let you open, let you be more brave. They always listen to your sadness at any time. When you need them, they will support you and open your heart to you. "Tell your friends how much you love them, tell all what you think is a friend, your actions can start from the post of this small story. One day, when this letter returns to your mailbox. You will find You have a big friend circle. Finally, I want to say: "One of the happiness of friendship is to know who can pour secrets. "If you receive this letter, because someone bless you silently, because you also love some people around you. If you talk too busy, you can't transfer this letter, always say:" Re-send. "You will never do this. So don't look for excuses, let's take a look at this ancient Indian story, then decide to make some things for your friends, from the beginning of sending this letter When you say: "You are my good friend", please come seriously. When you apologize, please look at each other's eyes. Never laugh at the dream of others. Don't give a person to be qualitative. When thinking, please smile when you call, the other side must feel. This is a letter forwarding to me. I often receive a similar message that let me continue to forward. If this is, I will make a fortune Class, usually I will use myself as the end, but this letter hit me because it said: "I received this letter because some people bless you silently, because you also love someone around you." With love, everything will be asked. This is a letter that gives you good luck. It begins with New England. The copy of this letter is drafted by the South African Parish Bishop Solistoni and issued by Vielai, which has been transferred around the earth. Ten times. Now good luck has come to you, fortunate is not cost. Friends should not be so important, friends are indeed so important. Perhaps in life may not be moved, no victory ... no other things, but Can't be a friend.

Friends can be strolled in the rain together; it is possible to make a roll on the beach of the sea; if you can indulge in some kind of music; you can walk together in the book. You can accompany you. Drop tears, have fun, I am stupid with you ...

Friends don't necessarily contact, but will not forget, every occasionally, still feel so warm, so kind, so tender; friend is put care in the heart, put the attention to hide in the bottom; friends are accompanied by a section A period of life, join hands with another dusk; friend thinks, add joy, recalling more gentleness in time. Friends are like alcohol, taste is easy to drunk; friends are fragrant, elegant and fragrant; friends are autumn rain, delicate and full of poetry; friends are the plums in December, pure and proud. Friends are not painting, it is more beautiful than painting; friends are not songs, it is more beautiful than songs; friends should be the meaningful prose that writes yesterday and looking forward to the future. Friends are not coming to the day long; friends are the most important eternal, knowing the dash; friends are expensive because of the years have walked through, friends still think of, I can remember: You, my friend.

There is always a sunny day, and the flowers are bright; when you have friends, I find that I have already had everything. We can lose a lot, but we can't lose friends. Friends may not be a period of eternal, friend may be a passer in your life, but because this origin is destroyed, it makes life beauty, and friends' emotion is more vivid and precious. Even if there is no future? At least, I have been with you to walk with you.

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