Happiness is waking up in the morning and seeing a ray of sunshine falling on your pillow. There was no need to get up in a hurry, so I could hide in bed and listen to my mother quietly busy in the kitchen. After a while, the fragrance of poached eggs filled the whole room.

Happiness is wearing a white cotton dress and walking in the evening when the lights are on. When passing by a video store, a long-lost old song happens to play. So I stopped and listened to the song, and many beautiful and distant memories gradually became clear in my mind.

Happiness is when I meet the person I love for the first time at a corner of the street on an ordinary weekend. I don’t say much, I just politely ask him if he is okay, and then introduce me to him, who has been standing next to me holding hands. The person holding my hand.

Happiness is sitting cross-legged on the bed after dinner, knitting a light blue scarf stitch by stitch, thinking about how he would look like a little bear when he put it on, so he couldn't help but laugh. Voice.

Happiness means that when I am happy, someone goes out to have a big meal with me. When I am sad, someone pats me on the shoulder and hands me a cup of warm coffee. When I am hesitant, someone lights up my way forward like a beacon. When I was tired, I found someone waiting silently not far away.

Happiness is reading a good book alone under the lamp in the dead of night. A sentence I accidentally read touched the most delicate nerve in my heart. I looked up unintentionally and found the soft orange light. Cover the room.

Happiness means accidentally smelling the fragrance of flowers on the roadside in the spring, sitting on the beach wearing a bright T-shirt in the summer and watching the ebb and flow of the tide, and walking in the small streets full of plane trees in the autumn. There is a touch of sadness, standing on the roadside in the winter when the snow is falling, eating steaming roasted sweet potatoes.

Happiness is when you work overtime until very late at night. When you return to your home downstairs, you look up and see that there is still a little light shining through the window in the living room. [/font]

Happiness is reading a book on a bench in the park. A ball rolls to your feet. You pick it up and return it to the chubby little boy who is following you, and then listen to him snap. She said, "Thank you, sister."

Happiness is when you get together with your college classmates, we sit together and recall every small and touching episode in the past four years, talk about the triumphs and frustrations of real life, and discuss what happened around you. love story. . . . . When it comes to excitement, everyone laughs unbridled.

Happiness is that after working for a long time, I can sit in the classroom again and listen to lectures, watching the white-haired professors on the podium preach and answer questions. When I lower my head and take notes, I feel like I have returned to a peaceful place in my college days. afternoon.

Happiness is when I cross the road with him and he holds my hand tightly; it is sitting on the back of his old bicycle, swinging his legs and seeing the wind messing up his short hair.

Happiness is when you are lonely and receive a call from a friend you have not contacted for a long time. The two of you talk on the phone for an hour and a half.

Happiness is sitting in front of the computer in floral pajamas at night and writing articles. Dad is reading the newspaper in the living room with a cup of brewed Biluochun in front of him. Mom is watching TV series and making a few comments from time to time. ; The cat "Mao Mao" was curled up in a corner of the sofa and sleeping soundly.

Happiness is seeing the little golden flowers that I planted on my balcony shyly blooming in the early morning; it’s finding the long-lost pair of leather shoes under the bed during cleaning; it’s watching my grandma. She fell asleep slowly in the rocking chair, covered with the plaid shawl I gave her.

Happiness is to be praised by the leader at work. After coming out of the director's office, you take a long breath and then make an exaggerated victory gesture.

Happiness is seeing a blind musician playing the flute on the roadside. The melodious sound of the flute makes people forget to leave, so he takes out all the change on his body, and when he turns to leave, his footsteps change. Be light.

Happiness is being troubled by nightmares in the middle of the night, waking up sweating profusely and finding that the pillow towel has been soaked, and the moonlight is flowing in through the window quietly like water.

Happiness is to look through old diaries and think of the joy and troubles I experienced in my youthful years, the innocence and foolishness of the past, and the name that made my heart beat. Closing the diary, a smile couldn't help but appear on the corners of my mouth.

Happiness is to collect every bit of life with your heart, whether it is bitter or sweet, pack it into your bag as the scenery of life, and then continue on the road with a more relaxed and unrestrained mentality.

Happiness is when you cry helplessly when he is about to leave, he will say to you: My heart has not been taken away, it has always stayed with you, what else can you be sad about? Husband loves you!

Happiness is lying in his arms and letting him comb your long hair for you

Happiness is when you make unreasonable demands on him, he will say: As long as your wife is good, What can’t my husband do?

Happiness is that in the cold winter, no matter what time get out of class ends, you can see him waiting downstairs early

Happiness is hearing him say: No one is allowed to bully my wife, and I can’t do that either!

Happiness is looking into his eyes and hearing him say: I love you

Happiness is being able to spend money on things regardless of anything.

There is a lot of happiness... Happiness is every moment with him

Several classic and concise essays by Zhang Xiaoxian

She believes in promises, Like all beautiful things: beautiful clothes, delicious food, men's promises.

She looked for happiness, and then discovered that disappointment, sometimes, is also a kind of happiness.

Because you have expectations, you will be disappointed.

Regret is also a kind of happiness. Because there are still things that make you regretful.

She pursued love, and then discovered that love has always been a matter of thousands of twists and turns.

Indifferent people are sober

Many years ago, a person told me:

"Don't resent an indifferent person, he is indifferent because he is sober."

At that time, I didn’t think a person should be so sober.

. . . . . .

A sober person is in pain. Unfortunately, the older a person gets, the more sober he becomes.

You clearly know whether that person is right for you.

You clearly know whether he is a person who can spend the rest of your life with you.

. . . . . .

A man who falls in love for the first time

It is very scary to meet a man who falls in love for the first time, especially when you have more experience in love than he does.

He doesn't know how to coax girls, he doesn't know how to accommodate girls, and he doesn't know how to love girls. That's a trivial matter. The most terrible thing is his curiosity and jealousy.

He will persistently ask you:

"Is your previous boyfriend still looking for you?"

"Did you once love him very much?"

"Are you happy when you were with him?"

. . . . . .

A man who has never been in love is a stubborn, fussy boy who will only cause you trouble. . . . . .

I won’t go there again

If I break up with you one day, I think I won’t go to many places again.

Yes, the food in that restaurant is delicious. We always go there once or twice a week. Over the years, we have become regular customers of the restaurant, but I will never go there again. How could I go alone?

There is a restaurant with a beautiful environment. Every birthday, our birthday, we celebrate there, and the birthday cake is the same style every year. If you are not with me, why should I go?

I will never go to that coffee shop again.

Every hotel we stayed in when we traveled, I would not stay there again when traveling alone or with others.

I will never go to your friend's house where we often go, even though they have become my friends.

I don’t want to be alone in recalling the past.

. . . . . .

Why do people love others?

The little girl wrote and asked: "Why do people love others?"

We will ask:

"You Why do you hit me?"

"Why do you like me?"

"Why don't you love me?"

Few people think about why people love others. ?

Why do chickens lay eggs?

Why can birds fly?

Why do fish swim in the sea?

Just like why people love others, it is instinct and innate.

Every young girl who is in love and experiences the pain of love for the first time can’t help but ask:

“Why do people love others?”

If I don’t love you , I won’t miss you, I won’t be jealous of the opposite sex around you, I won’t lose my self-confidence and fighting spirit, and I won’t be in pain. It would be great if I could stop loving you.

It’s just that loving someone is a need just like eating and sleeping.

(I like this paragraph the most, it is very classic and very reasonable)

Because I love you, I love myself more. Because I love you, I know I exist. Because I love you, I am growing. Because I love you, I have deep feelings of pain and joy. Because I love you, I know that there are many unsatisfactory things in life. (It’s a classic, those who have experienced it must have a deep understanding!!)

. . . . . .

The distance between friends (I have experienced it, it is true)

The best friend may not be around you, but far away.

He and you are thousands of miles apart, in different countries, and each has his own life. However, you will tell him the most private things.

. . . . . .

It turns out that best friends should still keep a distance. That long distance on earth just brings you closer.

The following are famous quotes about reading

Books are a huge power - Lenin

Books are inseparable life partners and mentors for young people - Gorky

Reading a good book is talking to many noble people - Descartes

The more you read, the more you feel empty - Shelley

Every book is a soul printed in black words on white paper. As long as my eyes and my reason come into contact with it, it comes alive - Gorky

Time gives us experience, reading Give us knowledge - Ostrovsky

Love books - they are the source of knowledge! Only knowledge is useful, and only it can make us mentally strong, loyal and rational people, able to truly love mankind, respect human labor, and sincerely appreciate the beauty produced by the great uninterrupted labor of mankind. The fruitful man - Gorky

Ideal books are the key to wisdom - Leo Tolstoy

Live with books and never sigh - Roman ·Roland

Reading makes people fulfilled; talking makes people agile; writing and note-taking make people precise. History makes people wise; poetry makes people clever; mathematics makes people precise; natural history makes people profound; ethics makes people solemn; logic and rhetoric make people eloquent - Francis Bacon

Books - real contemporary books University - Thomas Carlyle

All kinds of stupid things, under the influence of reading good books every day, seem to be roasted on the fire, gradually melting - Victor Hugo

There are no books in life , as if there is no sunshine; wisdom without books is like a bird without wings - Shakespeare

Living in our world, it is completely impossible to understand people without reading - Gorky

The more you read without thinking, you will feel that you know a lot; but the more you read without thinking, you will clearly see that you know very little - Voltaire

Reading is my only entertainment.

I do not waste my time in hotels, gambling, or any kind of bad games; but I work as hard as necessary and tirelessly on my career. - Franklin

Book - The most beautiful thing ever written by mankind sound. ---Levine

Books are the legacy left to mankind by great geniuses. ---Addison

The essence of all past eras is in this book. ---Carlyle

Books are the common spiritual wealth of mankind and the ladder of human progress.

Books are the breast milk that nourishes the soul and the key to enlightening wisdom.

Reading any good book is like talking to the greatest minds of the past. ---Descartes

Reading makes people enriched, talking makes people agile, and writing makes people precise. --- Francis Bacon

Reading is to the mind what exercise is to the body. ---Addison

Books are a good companion. It is full of knowledge, but does not chatter endlessly.

When you are eager, it comes to give you detailed guidance,

but it never pesters you. ---Biqie

Reading a good book is like making a good friend. --- Zang Kejia

Good books will have a profound impact on the growth of young people and even their lives.

Reading only provides the mind with material for understanding;

Thinking makes what we read become our own. --- Locke