The Flavor of Happiness Poetry

In study, work and even life, we always inevitably have to contact or use poetry, right? Poetry is characterized by refinement, concentration, distinctive rhythms and rhymes. What kind of poetry is good poetry? The following is my collection of the flavor of happiness poetry for you, welcome to share.

The taste of happiness

The taste of happiness

By Rainwalker

The afternoon sunlight

is light and warm

There is a bright through the floor-to-ceiling windows

Floating on the desk beside the

The smell of ink from a new book fills the room

Turning a page at will

A little bit of the past

The fragrance of the charming heart

Cover the volume and smile

Lingering in the heart

Is a flavor called comfort and happiness

Like this quiet

Listening to the music is like water

Sliding through the heart of the waves

Dense and quiet beautiful

Those who have cried

Laughing

All of them have been banished in a flash

Those who have dreamed

Painful

Also in the low-eyebrow drying into the calm

Always feel.

Time is like a river

We are sitting on the bank

Watching it flow relentlessly

Without any sound

Some of the people or things we have experienced

Even if they were great at the time

They will fade away with the current

Fade away

Only the things that have been recorded with words

Are the things that have been recorded with words

The things that have been recorded with words are the things that have been recorded with words

The things that have been recorded with words are the things that have been recorded with words.

Something that will travel through time and space

Let you go back

To any time

To a place

Let you remember any line

To a laugh

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Busy what else do we have for ourselves?

The rush of time reflects his uniqueness.

And what about us?

Still the same old nothing.

How long do we have to go on like this?

What can we do for ourselves if we are aggrieved?

It's just a matter of following the original footsteps.

Too much aggression is not willing to bear with others.

We are the ones who fall in love early, we are the ones who smoke, we are the ones who are valued by the society.

And how much heartache only they can experience.

Our growth has witnessed the growth of the country.

Our parents say we are the generation that grew up drinking Coke and watching TV.

We are happy.

Happiness? Really?

What is happiness?

Open the computer with pale hands output at this time the heart of the biggest confusion.

It says

Happiness is when I'm hungry and want to eat, I see that other people have food, then the person who eats is happy. And so on

Enn

I found my own answer. Forgive the fact that happiness only exists for others and can never be attained by oneself.

The Flavor of Happiness Poem 3

We have been walking in the pursuit of happiness

Lack of knowing what happiness is

Happiness is like a glass of water, simple and pure flavor.

Our life is full of colorful sunshine

All the journey is for the arrival of the heart

All the arrivals are for the happiness of going home

All the journey of our life and all the difficult trekking

Ultimately, but in order to give the heart to look for a way home

The crossroads of the return home, the father waiting for the back of the . The back of the father waiting at the crossroads of his home is always so.

At home, my mom's hot meal is always so heart-warming

When I was leaving, my mom and dad told me to remember to put on extra clothes when it was cold and to pay attention to resting when I went to work

This is the happiest taste I've ever experienced

Life is not young anymore

But we're still on the path of pursuing our dreams

Tomorrow is still a beautiful day

And it's not just a matter of time before we get there. p>

Tomorrow is still beautiful,

We are not afraid of loneliness.

The journey of life,

accompany you to drift,

together with the meaning of life,

for the existence of happiness,

for the pride of living,

is that you let me find a long-lost happiness,

you are the taste of the happiness that I want .... ...

Taste of Happiness Poem 4

Happiness is a taste,

The dandelion is not homeless

but dances freely with contentment

because its heart is full of hope

hope for happiness

fight against fate

and it believes it will find a sunny place to live. It believes that it will find a sunny place

where it will call home

where there are fragrant flowers

and a charming bride

Happiness is a promise

Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai became butterflies

and their wings are full of peaceful winds

and their antennae are reaching forward as if to get closer to the sunlight

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As if to get closer to the sunlight

The sunlight bears witness to their tenderness

Romance

And the happiness that no one else can see

A promise is made

For three lifetimes

Happiness is a kind of longing

Five hundred years ago, you walked lovingly along the stone path

Holding a small umbrella of oil-paper

And five hundred years later you walked again.

Five hundred years later, you again walked romantically in a long flowing skirt somewhere

My thoughts have been extending from five hundred years ago

Is the sky the starting point of my thoughts?

Who knows!

Happiness is happiness

It doesn't need to be adorned with ornaments

It doesn't need to be stained with dust

Cherish happiness

Only if you cherish it

It can give you its own self called happiness

.

The Taste of Happiness Poem 5

The Taste of Happiness

By: 夣zhongcheng Technetium

I turn the calendar over to July

The fragrance of July cuts through

Take a bite to savor

The elves that hang all over the branches

Carrying full happiness

Moisturize the corners of each person's bitter mouth

I chased the orchards rolling all over the mountain

Carrying bunches of green, red, yellow ......

Stuffing my mouth full of sweet and sour

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Some people say that happiness is to be able to be with your beloved every day;

I say that happiness is to have a you beside me who understands me the most;

I like - going to and from work with you

Even if people say we are too sticky

I like - talking and laughing with you every day

Even if people say we are too crazy

I like - talking and laughing with you every day. p>

I like to talk to you on the phone until midnight every day

Even if people say we are too noisy

I like to take pictures with you on the street in a couple's outfit

Even if people say we are too childish

I like to take pictures with you in a couple's outfit

Even if people say we are too childish

I like - to look up to the sky with you and talk about the future

even if people say we are too early

I like - to just hold you tightly and feel the most real sense of security late at night

even if people say we are too fake

even if people say we are too young. Just because I want to give you a cozy home

My future heart diary, every page should have you!

The Taste of Happiness Poem 7

The Taste of Happiness

By: eagle ying

Your arm and mine under the sunlight

Footprints scattered all over the place

The oil-paper umbrella in my hand

Holds up the cold of winter

The night talk of the city of Jiangcheng

Everywhere there are poems we can't finish writing

A bowl of hot-dried noodles holding you by the hand

A bowl of hot-dried noodles holding you by the hand, and then you will have to write them down.

A bowl of hot-dried noodles brings up a thread of longing

A thousand pancakes stacked up millions of layers of heartfelt words of love

A pot of authentic marinated chicken, marinated fish, marinated duck, marinated in a lifetime of sweetness

A bowl of steamed pork and a steamed Wuchang fish

Steamed out of you and me in this life's happiness

In the kitchen, your silhouette was printed on the window

A rice cooker with Happy Shredded Bean Noodles

The fragrant lotus root soup is intoxicating

Looking back at each other

Two lotus flowers open quietly

The Taste of Happiness Poem 8

The Taste of Happiness

By Lianxin

When the first rays of the morning sunlight

Rubbing my dazed eyes

Feeling that A bright light

The corners of my mouth turn up

I can't help but smile gently

When the evening

The last rays of the sun go down

I look into the distance

I feel the warmth of the twilight

I feel contentment in my eyes

So the taste of happiness is as simple as this

I have you with me.

You're with me

Together

We're laughing at the sunrise and sunset

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The taste of happiness

By: Internet Poetry

The taste of happiness

The taste of happiness is known to all the happy people

It's stronger than tea

It's mellower than alcohol

It's desserts

It's desserts than water

It's the taste of happiness that is more important to me than anything else.

Nothing compares

To the taste of happiness

High-end chefs shake their heads

Tea becomes clearer and clearer

Wine becomes bitterer and bitterer

Water becomes lighter and lighter

That is the best of all tastes

The taste of happiness

Is brewed by the whole family in harmony

And tasted, it's unforgettable

And tasted, it's crazy



The taste of happiness



is written on the face of a smiling man.