I think everyone need friend. A friend i jut like a oft wind, or rather a beautiful beam of unhine. To be exact, he can give you many thing you want. When you are happy, you can hare your happine with your friend; when you are not happy, your friend will alo can to help you.
Your friend may be of many different kind. Some of them may play happily with you; ome other may have a pleaant talk to you, and of coure you may talk to ome of them hear to hear. We can’t ay which kind of friend we need mot, a each kind i neceary.
Once I got an old aying which goe like thi: “Friend are thieve of time”. I wondered. I couldn’t undertand it exactly, a I thought it wa a joke that friend had omething to do with thieve. Then I aked my foreign teacher about it. She told me that wa becaue omeone thought everyone work mot of the time, and friend might take up your time, o they were thieve of your time. I thought it wa funny. I even wanted to ak them, “Don’t you think you are happy when you are taying with your friend? In’t happine an important thing?”
If one live without friend, I can’t imagine hi life in the world. And if one ha good friend, even only one, I think he may be the luckiet one in the world.