When I was a kid, I read a lot of stories, and most of them ended with "From then on, the prince and the princess lived happily ever after." The young mind has no conclusive definition of happiness, so it will be tugging on the sleeve of the mother's shirt, raised his head: "Mom, what is happiness?" At this time, my mother will always put down the work at hand, put my arms around me, with her warm hands to touch a kiss, "Baby, this is happiness." The original this is happiness, the heart is very happy, because happiness in my face left a lip print, I am like a prince and princess, get happy. In order to "repay" my mom for the happiness she gave me, I would put my arms around her neck and give her a kiss on the cheek, "Mom, did you get happiness?" Mom would smile her charming smile and say, "Of course I am happy." And then would hug me tighter.
Gradually, growing up, the understanding of happiness as a child is blurred. From the school know, happiness is to do good things, serve the people; in the community know happiness is to have a lot of money, food and clothing do not have to worry. So, I want to grow up to have a lot of money, do a lot of good things, it turns out that growing up happiness is not as simple as before. Mom's teeth marks only mean that she loves me, mother's love is a matter of course, always let people do not care too much.
Later, after the junior high school, the school is far away from home, so I chose to stay. I thought I could live a free life after the accommodation, away from the nagging of the mother, all by myself, like a bird of prey, the God of Happiness has come. But my mom was nagging me, "After you stay in the dormitory, you must be disciplined, don't procrastinate like you do at home. Mom knew that her daughter did not want to be a flower in a greenhouse, although she was reluctant to do so, but she still let me. The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it.
The first night after the accommodation is nothing, just can not sleep, the heart calculates the next day what to do. The next day was nothing. The third day, insomnia, so want to miss home, want to mother's voice and smile, want to mother's love for her daughter, want to mother's nagging, want to ...... think of dawn, then began to calculate how many days left to go home.
Gradually felt that the moment every week can go home is the most happy; back home, snuggled in the arms of his mother, said in the school of the interesting things that happened to see his mother's charming smile, that moment is the most happy; back to the school, to go home to that long wait is happy.
Happiness moments are all around.
In fact, happiness is nothing more than this: to be able to family reunion, healthy life; listening to the season`s `changes; after a day of labor, grateful to God to give clean sheets - again can sleep well.
Essay Sample 2 on the topic of tasteI always like to look at the stars and appreciate the beauty of the twinkling; look at the stream and appreciate the beauty of the flow; walk alone on the street and feel the beauty of solitude.
Beauty is not strange to us, it always decorates our life and embellishes our destiny. Every kind of life has a different interpretation of beauty, and thus different stories about beauty.
The blossom is beautiful, the spring rain is beautiful, the wind in the fall is beautiful, and the melodious flute in the bamboo forest is beautiful. Noble beauty is innumerable. The Anse Waist Drum is ardent beauty; the death of the antelope is magnificent beauty; the Indian dance is passionate beauty. The cleaner who goes out early and comes back late every day, doing everything in his power to contribute to the beautification of the city, is the beauty of the soul; all this may seem ordinary, but I think it is beautiful. The beauty of the world is built on the seemingly ordinary foundation of countless things.
I am not a philosopher, I can only use rough language, sparse words to depict the beauty I see. The fashion is beautiful, the building is beautiful, caring for others heart of the community is more beautiful. It is said that there is a poor college student, she picks up empty bottles of mineral water every day to the recycling station to sell, after more than three months of hard work, finally sold three hundred dollars. At this time, she heard that there was a poorer college student suffering from cancer, after a night of hard thinking, she finally made a decision: to donate the money to the patient, their own tuition fees will be earned later. On her way to console the children in the remote mountainous areas, she had an unfortunate car accident. A life left the earth like this and fell into the universe. I cried. This is the beauty of selflessness.
Last week, I went to the square for a walk, the distant sound of a melodious piano, I went with the crowd, the scene in front of me shocked me, a disabled person is playing the electronic piano with his toes! The sound was so melodious, so coherent, how could I think it was a disabled person playing! I marveled at the beauty of a tenacious life that does not bow to fate.
The beauty of life is also very much very much: the eagle spreads its wings is a magnificent beauty, the rainbow after the rain is a success of the beauty of the hurdles movement is a physical beauty ...... life is not a lack of beauty, but a lack of discovery of beauty. Let's try to savor every beauty!
To savor the topic of essay sample 3Attachment, is a heart, the deep thoughts of another heart, is a connection of affection, connection of friendship, connection of the bonds of love. Hanging is a kindred spirit, a wisp of love, a wisp of happiness.
Hanging is a form of life, all people are looking for, will cherish the spiritual place and psychological magnetic field. The best way to identify the depth of feelings is the length of the attachment. The beautiful legend of "Southeast Flight of the Peacock", the ancient song of "Meng Jiangnu Weeping at the Great Wall", and the sadness and joy of "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai". "Thinking of you as the full moon, night and day," the wonderful words of the best chapter, are described in the end of the attachment to the face of the gradual thinning, until the story of life, leaving us a true and sincere sadness of the beautiful.
Attachment is a cup of rich feelings of agar, is a parting earnest blessing, parents of the children's attachment is like a cloud with the birds in the sky fluttering around, through the thousands of mountains, dazzling in the children's hearts. The attachment between brothers and sisters, such as the mountain stream, clear and transparent, as long as the green mountain is not old, he will murmur and flow endlessly. Singing all the way to the song, stirring all the way to the waves. The attachment between husband and wife, but a euphonious words, lingering far, similar often make tears stained towel. There are friends that do not contain blood relations, not mixed with selfish thoughts of attachment, long can give a person infinite strength and courage.
Attachment is a precious emotion between people, he has no false impurities, and no utilitarian color. Attachment is a generous give and selfless dedication. It is a deep blessing and silent prayer. Attachment, not a vague mirage, but a real real details and as, buy a pill, squeeze a little toothpaste, are the performance of attachment.
Ask a "good morning" and say "good night" is the expression of attachment; a greeting card, a letter home, a phone call, a message ...... are the embodiment of attachment.
The attachment is the soul of the rumors, is the heart of the conversation.