my good neighbor.

"Isolate neighbors, must they isolate neighbors?" This line of government advertisements seems to tell people that only neighbors who help each other and know each other well are good neighbors. However, the single man who lived across from me made me interpret "good neighbors" differently.

Whether we met while waiting for the elevator, taking the elevator, or entering or leaving the house, this neighbor and I would treat each other as air and pass without even nodding; no fake greetings, annoying questions, and boring answers between us , I don't even know the other party's last name, but this makes me feel more secure.

Recently, a 12-year-old girl who caused a sensation in the city was raped. The main culprit in the case was a neighbor who lived on the same floor as the girl! Although too much vigilance hinders social interaction, it is not a bad thing to draw a line with neighbors. If you refuse to disclose personal information to the other party, but want to know more and contact the other party, on the basis of selfishness and incomplete trust, won’t you hurt yourself and hurt others? Indifference does not mean excessive indifference, just as excessive questioning does not mean genuine concern.

It seems that one night, the doorbell suddenly rang, and the man who lived alone stood outside the iron gate. His eyes did not pass me and wandered around the house, but fixed his eyes on the door lock and reminded me: "The key is still in the door lock. , be careful." After I thanked me softly, he left. The trivial matters of only half a minute before and after made my heart feel like a warm current flowing through me. In fact, my neighbors are not so indifferent.

Neighbors should be considerate and tolerant of each other like friends, but my good neighbor will never tolerate me when his own interests are compromised, but his way of expressing it is very considerate of me, so under his "frankness", I never tolerate me. Worrying about the nuisance my actions will cause him, because if there is, I must know, and not secretly suspect.

It was as if one night, the doorbell suddenly rang again, and the manager outside the iron gate asked me to turn down the volume of the speaker with an embarrassed expression. He said that there were complaints from neighbors. Before I finished speaking, I glanced at the door of the neighbor's house opposite me. After I promised again and again, he was willing to leave. I didn't feel particularly angry when I was complained. Instead, I was grateful that the other party did not want to embarrass me in person and asked the administrator to do it for me. I was moved by my neighbor's careful consideration of my feelings.

My neighbors and I may really be like patients in an isolation ward, not touching each other, but that's one of the ways to protect us. Everyone has a different definition of "good". My good neighbors don't have to understand me and care about me, they don't have to tolerate me and feel wronged, and they don't have to use tutoring, send soup, help take care of children, etc. to build relationships, we just need to be like two Just keep the hedgehogs at an appropriate distance - too close and they will sting each other, too far and they can't keep each other warm; this distance is just right.

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