If you would be happy for a week kill a
pig; if you would be happy for a month earn some money; but if you
would be happy all your life make some intimates.
I am
rather proud of my friendships.In the following paragraphes I would
like to tell about a boy called "Xiang", one of my credible
friends.
Frankly
speaking, I have to attribute the acquaintance
with Xiang to Qinse's introduction. Then Qinse was the office
manager of the student union of the
university. And Xiang was also a
member of the student association. With the
working needs, there were many communication holded between them.
So gradually Qinse and Xiang had
made friends with each
other,
In the first meeting, Xiang had left a kind and
honest impression deeply in my mind. The most important was his
lovely face and truthful smile. I was delighted
that I had gained a pal of
positivity and honesty which greatly appealed to me.
It was not too much to view Xiang in the light of
a loyalty. He had a sincere heart and a careful
mind. From time to time I was sinked in smoking when I was thinking
of how to solve the problems I had faced. So
more often than not he tried to persuade me from
the unhealthy habit; knowing about I hoped to
study the financial software of Kingdee(金蝶财务软件), he
contributed his computer to my practises; Every time he went to the
street, there surely be piles of food for us to enjoy.
In my
friend-group, Xiang played an important
role.
Once in a short period we
were separated since I had shifted to our new
campus earlier than Xiang. The new schoolyard was so far from the
old one, then where Xiang was in, that the meeting
between Xiang ang I was scarce. But the scarce rendezvous made our
friendship deeper and deeper. Whenever I arrived
at the old campus I would shouted "Xiang" below
the library, at once Xiang would stretch his neck out the window
and soonly runned out to me, smiling with his
honesty. After this was
our briefly party fulled of our
happiness.
In the
forth year of our university, Xiang had moved to the new cumpus,
too. We all feeled cheerful and often holded parties with Qinse and
Huahua, being unwared of the year's gliding...
In the
last year, Xiang, Huahua and Qinse were busy
preparing for the exams of the postgraduate's entry. And I was also
putting myself into attaining the certificate of
the chartered accountant. That
year was a arduous period. Nearly all things were
full of sweats and tears. Every Party was simpler and shorter than
before. In spite of this, we all cherished those rare
oppportunities, besides Xiang's smiling face.
Unfortunately, all the three fighters were failed to pass the last
exams. But they standed up at once. And what's more,
Xiang's honest smiling face was more
sunshine.
As to Xiang, failures,
repeated failures, were finger posts on the road to
achievement.
Yes! What is defeat?
Nothing but the first step to something better!
Go on, Xiang! The last
successes surely belong to
you!
