I saw an article on the Internet some time ago. College friendship? After reading the article, I was deeply touched!

Generally speaking, that is to say, the friendship between universities is mostly based on interests. I actually support this view!

I remember three years ago, when I first arrived here, I made friends in this strange world with a sincere heart. From dormitory to class, from class to school, even in society, I have friends!

During these three years in college, I have changed a lot because of my friendship!

I learned tolerance, in fact, because I can't change the status quo! For example, a dormitory roommate often spits everywhere and smokes at any time, regardless of other people's feelings! I don't want to leave the dormitory, but I have no right to kick him out, so what's the best way? Endure? . When I got to college, I realized that unfairness is everywhere! At first, I will fight hard, but in the end, I will bear it? Let me learn to accept it!

I learned to be silent, in fact, in order not to be hated by others! Before I came to college, I was a very casual person. Frankly speaking. Of course, I would never hurt anyone, but even that won't do! People always like to listen to nice words! In addition, just don't express your opinions casually, especially those related to the interests of others. In the past three years, I have been cautious in my words and deeds, promised other people's things, tried my best to cash them, and tried to leave a good impression on others! But I'm so tired!

I learned to be independent, in fact, in order to get rid of the dependence on everyone and others! I don't ask others for help easily. I made friends when I first came, and slowly, I began to learn to be alone! Because, I found that while I learned to do everything by myself, others gradually learned to rely on me! I became so tired, so tired that the people I helped were used to it! Sometimes, getting used to this thing is really terrible!

In the past three years, I have also learned to be selfish. I am an ordinary person, not a great man. I have no choice but to be considerate and selfless everywhere!

I can't take it anymore. After trying to help others, others are indifferent.

Actually, I don't like all the changes! These show that I am becoming more and more sophisticated! But what can I do? Again: if you can't change it, you'd better accept it! Look, I'm really used to it! I have been saying this sentence!

After three years in college, we have learned far more than this knowledge. More importantly, we have learned how to better adapt to this society. We are all changing and becoming less and less like ourselves.

University is where we step into society? Internship? Students are also part of our upcoming social relations? Experiment? . When most university friendships are based on interests, it can only prove that we are excellent interns! But when we encounter difficulties and there is no one around us, we realize how failed we are!

Articles about friendship in universities, so-called friendship in university dormitories.

I remember reading a sentence before: love is always realistic, eager for quick success, and no one will really stand in the same place and wait. Actually think about it, many things are like this, including friendship.

All along, I always believe that only a few people in the dormitory can really have a heart-to-heart conversation in this almost cold environment of the university. However, this is often not the case.

There are five people in the dormitory. There was a girl who was very hurtful in freshman year, so the four of us isolated her from the first month. Later, when she was a sophomore, the isolated girl used money and things (including paying Alipay with a bank card) to pull another girl into her camp. Now are two opposites, ignoring each other, not fooling around, and not liking each other. As always, the boundary between Chu and Han is clear. Maybe we are too headstrong. . . .

An article on college friendship: talking about roommates in college.

Four years. . Leave too many indelible memories. .

More and more people know each other, but fewer and fewer intimate friends. . Only then can I know that close people are not necessarily friends. .

Roommate, living together for four years, mixed memories, and various tastes are slowly realized. .

We quarreled, quarreled, went crazy and laughed. .

Too many grievances, sad. .

I have to admit, some people never want to see each other again. .

I read a post about the best rural roommate. . I totally understand, but I have to say, in the final analysis, they are all special cases. . We met him. .

I can understand their conceit and vanity of deliberately concealing inferiority, tolerate their pride because they are not confident, understand their scheming for scholarships, and pretend to be ignorant of their hypocrisy. . . .

But don't think I'm a fool. .

I am patient not because I am easy to bully, but because I cherish the fate of my classmates. .

So please don't compare everything with me. It is not easy for their parents to live on the weather. Please don't laugh at me as a part-time teacher. I get more living expenses from my parents than they put together. I just don't think parents are easy. I can save what I can, and it is not shameful to make money with what I have learned.