Speaking of making friends, I always think that a person can have no money and status, but absolutely no friends. If a person has no friends, it is as desolate as an oasis in the desert and as silent as the moon and stars at night. All the beauty of life lies in getting along with people. Although I dare not expect to talk and laugh with great scholars and have no contact with Ding Bai, I am still very serious about making friends. Because, how to make friends and what kind of friends to make are not only important contents of life, but also a great knowledge of life. Li Ka-shing, the richest man in Hong Kong, makes friends according to the following criteria: those who are unfilial to their parents should not be friends. The reason is, how can you expect a person who is unfilial to his parents who gave birth to him and raised him to be loyal to his friends? The ancients said: "Those who pay with the trend must be absolutely inclined; Friends who have made profits will be scattered when they are poor. It can be said that "potential" and "profit" are unreliable, and friendship based on morality will last longer and be stronger. No wonder those corrupt officials are crowded, collapsed and ignored when they are in office. Because their so-called friends are based on "potential" and "profit". Without "power" and "profit", of course, there would be no friends. If a person's morality is low and he doesn't want to correct it, fir makes him strong and it is difficult to have virtuous and persistent friends. Liu, Guan and Zhang in The Romance of the Three Kingdoms have always been regarded as models of friends in China, and their cornerstone is righteousness, not power and benefit. The friendship between Marx and Engels is also highly respected. They take the lofty proletarian ideal as the cornerstone. Of course, there are many friends between life and death among ordinary people. There is a story that has always moved me: during the war, a soldier saw his good friend fall in the battle. He was in the trenches, bullets whizzing overhead. He asked the lieutenant to let him go to the' no man's land' outside the trench to save the fallen comrades. " You can go now, "said the lieutenant, but I don't think it's worth it. Most of your friends are dead, and even you may die! "The lieutenant's suggestion was useless, and the soldier went anyway. The soldier miraculously found his comrade-in-arms and carried him on his shoulders. On the way back, the soldier was also shot, and they fell into the trench together. The lieutenant examined the soldier's injury and said regretfully, "I told you, it's not worth it." Your comrade-in-arms died, and you were fatally wounded. I'm afraid you won't live long! The soldier replied, "Sir, he is dead, but what I did was worthwhile, because he was still alive when I ran to him." I heard him say, I knew you would come! ""As the saying goes,' a scholar dies for a bosom friend'. It is enough to have such a friend in one's life. Of course, I dare not expect to have such a life-and-death friendship, and I will be satisfied with having a few friends who can help me in time!