When you dream that Yang Guo and Little Dragon Girl are standing in the water and their clothes float, then they are the happiest people.
However, I have tasted happiness.
I am a person who has played the piano all my life. I have been attached to the piano since I was two or three years old.
When I was a child, I thought "playing the piano" was a very new word. Every time I sit on it, I feel cheerful. With the passage of time, my interest in piano, like Mr. Wu Liu's weak fame and fortune, returned to the East and flowed into the endless sea, where I could never see it again. My life is becoming more and more boring and boring. My own sky is full of evil clouds. I think I am the most.
The day of approaching the senior high school entrance examination is coming. Hours of beatings every day make me feel boring. I haven't thought about giving up for several times, but seeing the infinite expectations of people all over the world, I flinched again.
Finally, I succeeded!
Countless flowers came at me, and applause and laughter kept stirring in my ears. At that moment, I suddenly tasted happiness. I shouted out of the window: "I finally tasted happiness!" " At this time, tears blurred my eyes. The taste of happiness is too precious. Everything I gave was for it. This time, I feel that I am the happiest person in the world.
How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? Happiness is surrounded by golden sweetness, which is the sweetness of harvesting fruits. The taste of happiness will always be engraved in my heart!
Happiness is a meteor in the sky. When it crosses the sky, it will emit dazzling light. Waiting for you is to taste its taste ... delicious and mellow.
Friend, have you ever tasted happiness?
I tasted happiness.
Happiness is a cup of tea, which can make people relaxed and happy; Happiness is a breeze that can blow away the summer heat; Happiness is a flame that can warm a cold heart; Happiness is a clear spring, which can nourish the young soul; Happiness is a feeling that brings me infinite good memories.
Happiness is in mom's hands. On a cold winter morning, the cold wind was howling outside. My mother got up with clothes on and put a glass of fresh and pure milk in the stove. After a while, the milk became hot and the aroma was refreshing. My mother forgot that she was cold and hungry, and carefully handed me a cup of fragrant milk with her warm hands. I swallowed my drink in one gulp, and my mother's face showed a smile. And that full of happiness touched my heart from my tongue and made me taste the taste of happiness.
Happiness is on dad's forehead. Spring is blooming, and it is easy to get sick. My father handed me a bag of common Radix Isatidis medicine, and I asked my father to help me make it. Father made a cup carefully, and I took a sip slowly. Ah, it's really bitter. Dad, it's too bitter. I don't want to drink. Dad frowned gravely. "Spring is the easiest time to get sick. Drink it quickly. Bitter pills may have wholesome effect. Advice is hard to listen to. Drink quickly. " That smile is a moment, but it is full of silent fatherly love. At the moment, the medicine seems to be sweet, as sweet as fruit juice. I think this is the taste of happiness.
Happiness is on grandpa's face. In hot summer, I can only stay in the air-conditioned room all day. I feel bored and irritable. My grandfather was very distressed, so he braved the scorching sun and bought me some story books in the bookstore alone. When he got home, sweat soaked his clothes, his face was red with the sun and sweat appeared on his forehead. Pass me the book gently. I'm excited. I'm not lonely anymore. Grandpa also has a bright smile on his face, which seems to be happier than getting a new book.
Happiness hangs around grandma's neck. In autumn, the weather is particularly humid. Grandma's rheumatic spinal pain has recurred. As long as she exercises every day, it hurts like hell. When I came home from school, I was so hungry that I grabbed a cold steamed stuffed bun and stuffed it in my mouth. Grandma saw it and quickly took it off. If you want to eat, you must heat it before eating. Come on, I'll heat it up for you. "But grandma, your illness." Before I finished, grandma had turned on the gas stove. While waiting by, I clearly saw the painful expression on my grandmother's face. Steamed buns are hot. Although I have been biting, I can't swallow it. Tears accumulated in my throat.
The bluebird who tells the story of happiness once said, "Happiness is around". Now, I have tasted happiness, which is a touch, a feeling, and a longing for beauty.