When I first arrived, I didn't know that there was such a thing as signing in, and I updated my own text, and I was blank to the outside world.

When I opened the door of the world and walked out on my own initiative, I found that I had almost missed a lot.

Occasionally, I see such a sentence: encouragement is like a sprout bathing in the sun and enjoying the rain and dew for an author, and the latter metaphor is added temporarily. That's right, if you don't encourage each other along with the enthusiasts, even though you are full of confidence in yourself, when the harvest is disproportionate, we, as authors, are very frustrated.

Many of the friends I met at the beginning have long since ended, people, where did they go? Naturally, I don't know.

Once it has turned greetings into a habit, into a daily fun bit by bit, and then the song is over. At first, the gap was the largest, and over time, if you see their familiar paw prints, you will be pleasantly surprised. But it's more about anticipation and wishes, looking forward to us being able to go back to the past, and wishing them all the best and happiness.

I am still moving forward step by step, the familiar backs around me are getting farther and farther away from me, and there are also figures that are getting bigger and bigger from a small dot.

What I need is not only encouragement, but also silent companionship, which touches and cherishes me even more.

Walking on the same road, the direction of going is the same or different, but it does not affect everyone to become a companion at all, and it is not impossible to simply call a friend from the sign-in message.

There are many types of friends, and if we can make friends in words, it is a great blessing for us.

I was fortunate to have met such a friend, and although we had very little personal contact with each other, it didn't hurt us to bond at all.

Aside from all this, my friends who were and are still basically rarely in touch, can say hello at a critical moment, how are you doing?

That's enough.

So, I will cherish the friends I know by words, they are not in the same province and city as me, and I don't know each other's real names, but we have a good impression of each other, or see some shadows of ourselves, or have their own favorite flashes, although in which I belong to hindsight, the defendant only later learned that he was able to be a likable girl, it turned out that I was lively and cheerful, and I used to deny myself for many things. It turns out that it is a joy to be liked by strangers.

They are special beings.

The road has not been completed, and it is impossible to finish, new friends have begun to appear around us, as if everything happened as if it was yesterday, when the two parallel lines of us, staggered together, the companionship has been invisibly unfolded a new section.

Maybe I'll feel it again, deep or shallow, and it's not too late to think about it at that time.

I just hope that day will come later.

I also hope that I am alone on this road, even if there are a few sections of the road, and then one or two will appear, not just friends who simply sign in.

Words can support a person, and words and companions are matched with each other, and I think the power in it will be very powerful.

The world is so big, but it's also so small, and I always hope to meet the one who understands me.

Who's to say they don't want to?