Test whether you are a life-and-death friend or a wine-and-fruit friend?

In ancient times, I could only write to you, and I didn’t know where we would meet next time. And when Green Water was drunk at the foot of the green mountains, we just held our fists and knew that there would be a time in the future. In ancient times, I don’t know how many poems I had to write before I could become a Taoist priest in Laoshan. I could pass through the wall, through the air, and then through a cup of bamboo leaf green to catch a confidant. Now, I send a bunch of Wubi characters to your mailbox, and they know how to run for me hard, waiting for your mouse to lightly click. If you dial a number, I will immediately experience all your joys and sorrows. Over the years, we have been in this way with friends around us, but is this the one around us a friend of life and death or a friend of wine or a friend of wine or just a friend of villains?