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The taste of happiness

The taste of happiness

Life is like a cup of sweet and pure wine. You can taste it carefully. With a beautiful heart to find, you can find where you are and taste the sweetness of happiness.

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With integrity, you get happiness. Integrity does not mean foolishness. It means that we are willing to treat life with a sincere heart. The world is small and life is short, but our pure and sincere mind is broad and long. I remember that happy time. In the morning, it was sunny. My mother asked me to buy watermelon. I rode my bike and rushed to the vegetable market. Looking at the green melons, I couldn't help salivating and picked one immediately. After weighing, when I checked out, I found that one yuan was missing, which was not enough to pay. At this time, I panicked. I asked my boss if I could go home and get the money. The boss smiled and generously replied, "it's all right, you go, I believe you." I nodded happily. When I got home, I immediately took the money and sent it to the boss. We looked at each other and smiled knowingly. Integrity is the cornerstone of building a bridge between people. With integrity, people have more trust and less suspicion. With integrity, happiness will come unexpectedly. composition

With self-confidence, you get happiness. Self confidence is an optimistic attitude and an indispensable attitude towards success. Self confidence is not narcissism, it means confidence in yourself. With self-confidence, you will find the beauty of the world. You will feel that the flowers on the roadside are smiling at you, the clouds in the sky are shading you, the birds in the trees are singing to you, and the crickets in the grass are playing the piano to you. When I entered the examination room with confidence, I was confident, handy, determined, calm and unhurried. In the face of problems, I am optimistic and treat them; In the face of mistakes, I correct them carefully; I am not relaxed in the face of easy. With self-confidence, everything is so beautiful and happiness lingers around.

With tolerance, you get happiness. The broadest in the world is the sea. What is broader than the sea is people's mind. Have a tolerant heart and be kind to others, and you will get happiness from it. Reagan, the great president of the United States, said that his way to destroy the enemy was to turn the enemy into a friend. Whoever it is, he can accept it equally. Therefore, tolerance is the premise of building a better society. With a heart of tolerance, happiness will accompany you. composition

I am honest, confident and tolerant. I chew happiness and find that happiness is so pure and sweet.

Postscript the taste of happiness from childhood

There has always been a problem bothering me

What is the taste of happiness?

It is as sweet and sour as a lollipop

Silky smooth mouth like chocolate

Or is it as spicy and refreshing as spicy chicken wings? composition

Until that time

When I make unremitting efforts before the exam

When I finally got back the two 100 papers

I smiled happily

I finally understand

So this is the taste of happiness

The taste of happiness

It's not as sweet and sour as a lollipop

Not as smooth as chocolate

It's not as spicy and refreshing as spicy chicken wings

That sweet taste can't be expressed in words

When I grow up

I just found out

Happiness is actually

After hard work

Sweet return

It is like a cup of bitter tea

No bitter taste

There is no sweet taste after suffering

The taste of happiness

So that's it

Like a rainbow after wind and rain

The taste of happiness... The taste of happiness is a cup of delicious coffee, which makes people relaxed and happy; Happiness is a trace of evening wind that blows away the heat of summer; Happiness is a flame that brings warmth to winter; Happiness is a clear spring, moistening everyone's heart; Happiness is a rainbow that brings me infinite beautiful memories.

Happiness is in mother's hand. On a winter holiday morning, it was freezing outside the window and the north wind was howling. I curled up in the quilt, my feet were cold, so I had to quietly ask my mother to help me make a small cup of soybean milk. After my mother promised, she carefully brought a cup of hot soybean milk. I couldn't wait to take it and took a quick drink. "Ah, it's hot!" I shouted and breathed cold air. Because I was too anxious, I was scalded. Mother smiled and said, "you are such a greedy cat!"

Happiness is in dad's song. One day, I was playing the piano. When I played the song "Edelweiss", my father became interested and sang loudly. "Hahaha!" he sang, but I laughed. "What's the matter?" Dad asked. "You're out of tune..." Dad's face turned red. Two days later, my father took the initiative to find me and sing Edelweiss. Then I began to play and thought: I will suffer from the sin of out of tune again. Surprisingly, my father not only didn't run out of tune, but also expressed his feelings while singing! Bouncing, I laughed again. "Why are you laughing again? I'm not out of tune!" Dad looked puzzled. "Because Dad sings well!" I said, and dad smiled. Looking at the competitive and childish father in front of me, I played happily again.

Happiness is on the smiling faces of the students. During an autumn outing to the million Sunflower Garden, I chased and jumped with my classmates in large tracts of lavender and sunflowers. Many beautiful pictures were taken in a small pavilion. Through the lavender trees, open your arms and take a deep breath. What you smell is the taste of happiness. We ran and laughed and crossed a happy rainbow in our golden childhood. composition

People often ask, "what is the taste of happiness?" I have tasted it. Happiness is a touch in life. Ren Huiqing, class 5 (2) of Huacheng primary school. I'm sick again.

My mother said to drink more boiled water, so I poured this transparent thing cup by cup into my stomach, and resolutely ignored the temptation of coffee.

Mechanically swallowing boiled water, I don't expect to taste this plain and thorough liquid. I just pass through the transparent liquid and seem to see the life in it. The faint breath spreads and reflects the pure background I yearn for.

Life is as plain as water. I always fantasize about stepping on the pedal under my feet quickly, shuttling freely through the open streets, like a quietly flowing stream, and pointing to the road under the pin in the direction of my heart. On a whim, I will also write some articles that only I know on a moonlit night, and then indulge myself & hellip& hellip; composition

Suddenly want to smile, smile like a colorful rose, warm fragrance, fragrance turns into sweetness. Some people say that although the roses in spring are colorful, the simple color is short after all. They try to depict a gorgeous picture of the four seasons, which is doomed to be sad with any color. Life is drawing close to her dream. Although she often can't see her own direction, she also has her own happiness.

Perhaps the rose will be satisfied, and the spring that can wait is joy. As long as time can leave a mark in the heart, happiness and sadness are not inexplicable, that is a kind of happiness, even insignificant and plain happiness. composition

Think of a beautiful song:

Happiness as Flowers

Happiness is like flowering

In full swing

September weather

It rained heavily

Wet my thoughts

Petals after rain

Scattered all over the ground

Make it a bookmark

Hide in a diary

Time dilutes the past

Bright fade

Leave traces of yellowing

…& hellip;

Perhaps, one day, I will taste something from boiled water, but at least I understand that in my plain life like boiled water, I will never lack the taste of happiness & hellip& hellip; What is the taste of happiness?

My brother told me that happiness has endless money; My sister told me that happiness is to have many people worship you, crazy for you, crazy for you; My mother told me that happiness is a happy family together

But when I grow up, the word "happiness" has been forgotten by me. Until one day, my sister and I watched an episode of big ears, called what is happiness. The word "happiness" came up again from the depths of my mind.

What is happiness like? composition

But I can't find happiness in many places. I still don't know what happiness is. My mother told me, "child, happiness is not something you can find if you want to find it. Happiness is something you have to experience with your heart." happiness is a very simple problem. It's easy to know what happiness is, but it's also very difficult. If you want to know the taste of happiness, you must use your heart! "

These short words are meaningful, but I still don't understand. I only know that happiness should be realized with heart. These words and my feelings have drifted in my mind for a long time

What is happiness like?

It was my birthday that day. I thought it would be very happy today. But

Today, no one is at home, no one blesses me. Breakfast is very casual, porridge with sugar; Lunch is not good, a few ordinary dishes; The dinner was not very good. With a bad heart, nothing tastes good.

The moon hung alone in the sky, and I sat alone in front of the window. The silver light of the moon shone on my face, like a hand shining on my heart more sour and painful. My mouth is salty. Is it tears? How can I cry?

I don't know when there was a lot of noise downstairs. I went downstairs with a heavy heart and saw my parents and friends shouting "Happy Birthday"!

I was surprised first and then happy. The heavy heart was immediately thrown out of the sky.

At this time, my mother came over and took out a gift from behind, wrapped in my favorite colored paper. I'll open it at once. It turned out to be an old notebook with some yellowing on the side. I was stunned and threw my notebook on the desk. My excitement turned into loss. I couldn't return to God for a long time.

The classmate came over and asked, "why don't I have a look? We're all curious. If you don't want to show us, it's OK."

I have to watch it together. I also came down with my classmates and opened the first page. Three bold and powerful characters "diary" came into my eyes. I murmured in my heart, is it my childhood diary? I watched it with curiosity. It turns out that this is a book that records the hardships of wind and frost in my growth story: when I learn language, the first sound I shout is my mother; I don't know how many somersaults she fell when she learned to walk; The first tooth loss was very brave; At the age of five and a half, he got a good score in the violin grade examination; My good mother, the first nursery rhyme I learned from kindergarten, when I sang it to my mother in a tender and pleasant voice, the scene of my mother's tears... Precious scenes and moments of memory were written by my mother and appeared in front of me like a movie. I was at a loss, crying in my heart. What a precious gift it is! But I'm not sensible!

At this time, the frustrated eye opened the gate and let out the water. I don't know which ocean the tears came from, which 'added icing on the cake' to my face.

But this time, I cried not because I was sad, but because I was happy. This birthday is happier than ever because of happiness.

But look at the students as if nothing had happened. It turned out that they were intentional