I haven't seen my mother for a month. It has become a habit to go to school, eat and sleep alone every day, but when I think of my mother when I am busy, I still have a lingering feeling in my heart, although I have grown up gradually.
My mother is ill and has a tumor in her stomach. She needs to go to a big hospital for surgery. So I said goodbye in a hurry and embarked on the road of seeking medical treatment. I haven't thought about it, and I dare not think about it. I don't like crying in front of my mother, and I don't want her to worry.
A week later, my father came back dusty. As soon as I entered the door, my father hugged me and said, Daughter, are you obedient? I tried to hold back my tears and nodded hard. Dad didn't say anything, just smiled and stroked my head. Then my father told me about my mother's illness and that my mother was fine, and the stone in my heart finally fell to the ground. I am happy to hold the award of the composition competition in front of my father. Father smiled and said, show it to your mother next time you go to Chengdu. I smiled, but there was a trace of sadness in this smile.
When I got this award certificate, I was too excited to keep my mouth shut for a long time. Under the envious eyes of my classmates, I happily put the award certificate in my pocket. As soon as school was over, I rushed home to show off my achievements. However, I was so happy that I forgot that you were not at home. When I opened the door, a chill came. I looked at the empty room and burst into tears for the first time since you left. When I needed you, you were not with me.
My dad called my mom, and my mom clamored to see my award certificate, so my dad went online to video with my mom, and the picture suddenly popped up. I threw the award certificate to my father at once and rushed into the room myself, and tears began to flow. I leaned against the wall for a long time and was out of breath. Dad called me in the living room: My daughter is coming to see you. I suddenly dried my tears, adjusted myself in front of the mirror and went out. On the computer, my mother's face was clearly visible, but her hair was cut off and a needle was stuck in her neck. I saw my mother hold back her tears and squeeze out an ugly smile than crying. My mother in front of me is like a different person, with negligible hair, thin body and yellow face. My mother is afflicted with illness.
Think about how spoiled my mother used to be. A big wave, beautiful clothes and bright shoes will always be her symbol, but now she is completely different from before. My mother said that if it weren't for me, she would rather not have the operation, but for me, she persisted.
My mother looked at me in the video. She didn't speak for a long time, but kept wiping her tears with her hands full of needles. After a while, my mother typed a line in the dialog box: daughter, call mom. I quickly typed two words: mom. But my hands are shaking. When did these two words become so strange? My mother smiled with relief when she saw the two words I typed, and kept typing with her hands: Be obedient, do your homework on time, and be careful not to catch a cold. I just kept nodding and nodding to answer. I can't say anything at this moment. Too many words pile up in my heart and become speechless. I want to say: Mom, I miss you so much!
It's time to eat in a blink of an eye. My mother wants me to eat. Watch me eat. I sat in front of the computer with a bowl of white rice and pretended to eat it with relish. In fact, my heart is more bitter than anything else. I watched my mother smile happily and tears rolled down her pale face. My mouth is full of rice. Looking at my mother, tears crossed my face and dripped on rice in a thousand-year arc.
My mother's tears are happy, and so are mine, so God, please give my pearl to my favorite mother and let her smile happily with it in the hospital.
Happiness topic composition 2 Is happiness near us?
I used to think I was unhappy, so I put everything aside. I think I should look for happiness.
But who can tell me what happiness is? Where is it?
Later, I found what I thought was a happy love, but this love deeply hurt me.
I don't believe in love until now.
I thought that as long as I pay, I can get happiness.
Actually, I just want to find a shoulder to lean on. He may not have a gorgeous appearance or a rich background, but he must love me.
But I can't find it. I gave up a lot, and I can't get happiness. On such a dark night, I was alone thinking about how far happiness is from us. One meter, two meters, still a long way.
From what angle do we all expect happiness?
I think if one day, I can sleep with a smile and wake up with a smile, I think I am happy that day, at least I may be close to happiness!
I used to think I was happy as long as you were by my side, but after you left, I was sad for a long time. I don't understand why happiness is so short. I worked very hard to maintain that love. Why can't you see my goodness, my tears and my dedication? I don't think you belong to me. You are not the last person who can give me happiness. Your world only has you. So I only regard that relationship as a memory and a beautiful past.
It turns out that we have all been happy. Just lost happiness!
I'm still looking for the next happiness. I hope happiness can be close to us!
For many people, happiness is a mountain of treasures, a noble and luxurious top-class sports car, or a magnificent senior villa. For me, happiness starts from the day I really understand it. ...
That day, I didn't do well in the exam, and I was very depressed. The surrounding trees were scattered by the wind, but in my opinion, they were laughing at me ... At this time, a friend saw my expression and asked me what was going on, so I told him roughly. He didn't say anything, but took me to a nearby bench, sat me down and told him everything in detail. After a long time, I finished, and my friend listened to me from beginning to end. For a long time, my friend raised his small but powerful hand and patted me on the shoulder. He said two words to me slowly: "Come on." Although the word "refueling" is light, it has been hit hard in my heart. At this time, I felt happy. But at this point I am the narrator.
Another day, after class, one of my classmates cried to me: "Recently, my parents have been quarreling and saying that they want a divorce. I am very worried now. " This time, I asked him to sit down and listen to him carefully ... A few days later, he found me and said to me with a big smile: "Now my parents have made up. Thank you for listening to my heart, which has eased my depression a lot." At this time, I feel happy again, but this time I am listening.
Every little thing in my life makes me happy. The beautiful scenery around me makes me happy, and the bright smiling faces of teachers and classmates make me happy. When I was writing this composition at my desk, I found another kind of happiness: under the bright light, I wrote down my thoughts with a pen. Isn't this a kind of happiness? It turns out that what we lack is not happiness, but a pair of eyes looking for happiness.
Now, I finally understand the true meaning of happiness, happiness is two words-pay, only pay will have returns and gains.
I called her one day. I said, "dear, I suddenly feel inferior!" What should we do? " To my surprise, I didn't yell at me as usual: "Do what you should do! Learn! " She said, "How can you suddenly feel inferior? Isn't it always great? " In fact, I want to say, dear, as the president of the student union of the best high school in the city, how can I not feel inferior? She said: "People who feel inferior really feel inferior when they feel inferior. People should be confident, but not conceited. You know, in fact, we really have a lot, don't envy others. I love your smirk that is brighter than the sun. "
"I'm lovelorn again." Send text messages in groups.
"Hey, don't cry, you still have us around!" Sister.
"Then study hard, after all, puppy love is wrong. I believe you can. " -Brother.
"Because he is blind." Fool.
"No, sometimes busy, sometimes impatient. But just for a moment. I'm not leaving. Thank you, "Uber.
"Cold child, simpleton, grow up, as long as you are by my side, you don't have to be afraid of anything. Will always be there. " Angel.
"Be happy, not lonely." ——————— Yan.
"It seems that you are always around." -month.
Dad bought a new car. The first letter of the license plate number is my name, the second letter is my last name, and the three digits are my birthday. Someone read it and said to me, "Your father loves you so much." I want to say, "Of course!"
Mom has been working hard recently, working three jobs by herself. Because my math scores are not very good, my mother works hard for me. Sometimes my mother will stay with me until late at night, and sometimes even get up before I go to work. I will be obedient and won't be so rebellious again. I won't always talk back to my mother to make her angry.
Every morning, I carry a brightly colored schoolbag on my back. Because I am afraid of being fat, I deliberately wear less clothes, wear a high ponytail, wear white headphones and go to school with music.
I am surrounded by the freshest air.
After me, there is always a pair of grandparents helping each other buy food in the morning market.
At the school gate of the primary school, there are children who come early in twos and threes.
My uncles and aunts pushing snack car to sell breakfast always look at me with smiles.
I like the sunshine in others' eyes when saying "hello" and "thank you".
The stars are always waiting for the night.
Sunflowers chase every inch of sunshine.
Rose fell in love with one of them.
The more fireworks disappear, the brighter they will be.
The more snowflakes melt, the more determined they are to be pure white.
The less the waves touch the shore, the braver they are to catch up.
If the heart is in full bloom, what's the harm in killing it all?
Everything.
Everyone is very happy.
I don't want a sweet fairy tale, a brave prince and a beautiful princess, a wish from God, and endless bread. I just want to "live happily ever after" at the end of the fairy tale …
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I don't understand what happiness is.
Perhaps loyal to real life, or perhaps irrelevant to reality, hidden between the lines? We are dragged by hope every day to find that happiness, and day after day, how many people are looking forward to it, confused and yearning for happiness like me.
I had a dream, in which I opened a door to my heart, and I wandered around the world alone in pursuit of happiness.
In my dream, I came to Jiangnan. There are many shops on both sides of the street, and the afterglow of the sunset looms between the red bricks and green tiles or the cornices of the pavilion. It seems to add a bit of hazy poetry to this beautiful scenery. Feel the noise of smoke outside the city.
In such a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, I am looking for the happiness I want. I don't know when this happiness will come, when I will close my eyes, and how long it will last. In a word, I can't see the future, just think silently.
After a while, the autumn rain came, dripping, and raindrops hit my oil-paper umbrella. I stepped up my steps and walked into a strange alley. The alley is surprisingly quiet. The only thing here is the shabby and simple courtyard wall, which is cool and comfortable.
How can I meet my happiness here? I couldn't restrain my excitement and laughed out loud.
A young girl in a green skirt is marching forward. There are few people in the narrow alley, and my existence is obvious. She didn't feel anything wrong, looked at me a few times and left the alley.
I feel a little lost, maybe I can't find that happiness. I also left the once promising alley.
Just like Alice in a fairy tale, several dreams are intertwined, just like adventure, and they are all pursuing happiness.
In the next dream after the blink of an eye, I may be sitting in a boat, in the middle of the sea, leaving a lingering sea breeze brushing my cheeks, refreshing and biting wind. Who can scatter the ocean on my head? I want to bathe in snorkeling fish and sunshine.
In another dream, I was at the seaside, picking up shells on the ground and looking at the shining sand, continuing to pursue my happiness. In the beautiful scenery that gradually entered the night, I watched seabirds fly in the gap between the ebb and flow, but after several twists and turns, they struggled to fly back to the shore.
I am like a time traveler, traveling in different worlds, meeting different people and things, but thinking about happiness, he will not come back and sit on the bench in a panic. I'm afraid I'll never see him again when I think of what he often says: "Remember to add clothes when it's cold" and "Don't wronged yourself".
I was in a trance, and my ear rang "It's dawn. Mom made breakfast for you. Get up and eat. "
In this dream, in a vague sight, I look at the embryonic form of happiness, and I want to know what kind of happiness I am desperately looking for. I recall the past. When I was at school, I saw my mother doing tedious things for me at home. My father works hard to earn money to support his family. Little by little, my brother put the money I bought him sugar into the piggy bank. Everyone wants to do something for this family. Isn't this a feeling of happiness?
Fate has a dark side and a bright side, but we always stay in the dark. As we all know, as long as we look back casually, we can see the light and our happiness. I have been deliberately looking for my happiness. I think happiness is too abstract and complicated, but what I don't know is that happiness is ordinary, so simple, without asking for anything in return, regardless of gains and losses. I don't live in unhappiness, but in too much happiness.
Behind that brand-new heart door, I am no longer lonely, but full of happiness.
I often hear that no one in the world will be nice to you for no reason. But I think, except for one kind of people, their names are the same-relatives.
In this chilly early spring, the temperature is always up and down. People who pass by in a hurry occasionally take a look at the branches that are still sprouting in the distance, sigh gently and then leave in a hurry.
Mood: zero freezing point
"Ding ..." The last class in the morning came slowly in the expectation of the students. I packed my stationery and walked out of school as usual. Yes, I went home for dinner. I kicked stones on the side of the road as I walked. Behind the bare branches is a gray sky, and the buildings that rise from the ground block my farsightedness and my daydream. My mind is full of mathematical formulas, English phrases and classical Chinese. The mood is imprisoned in a cold cage by homework, which is very cold and annoying.
Mood: 50 degrees preheating
Open the heavy door and gently call grandma who is busy in the kitchen. She greeted me with joy, and it was the same clever sentence: "Drink water first, then wash your hands and get chopsticks, and eat first." I looked at the steaming water in the cup, and my heart was warm. She is always so considerate, always so considerate. My heart gradually melted and began to warm.
Mood: 100 degree boiling
Grandma called me to eat quickly, and took out the freshly heated food from the pot. Then she stood by and watched me eat with a smile, watching me wolf down, and told me to "eat slowly". And I casually said, "It's delicious!" But it was enough to make her happy for a long time until I finished eating with warm eyes and licked my mouth contentedly. I was about to go out in a hurry, but I was stopped by a warm voice. It's my grandmother: "This is kumquat. Take it, don't be too tired! " "I took five lovely kumquats in a hurry and felt really happy. At this moment, I touched the real damp heat in this cold weather, which is the temperature of happiness.
Mood: 75 degrees constant temperature
With a face of satisfaction, enjoying the feeling of being loved, my mood suddenly became clear. Similarly, the road from home to school was soon finished by me. I saw a golden light penetrating the sky in thick clouds. It's the sun, right? The sun came out. I picked up the kumquat in my hand and lifted it. At this time, the sun is as big as kumquat and warms me with its light. Maybe there won't always be haze around, my mood will be calm, and I will face everything with a normal heart.
When I was a child, I was naughty. I always thought that happiness means eating enough and happiness means sleeping well. But as I grew older, I understood and began to understand love. In the best time of my life, I was cared for by my closest relatives, and now I find that happiness is missed by my relatives.
In this warm and cold spring, I still look forward to noon every day, looking forward to a rich meal at home and a kind grandmother. I think, 50 years later, I will open the book of youth again, and I will feel the same feeling and feel the temperature of happiness again!
Happiness is the past you have lost. Whenever you think of it, you will have a deep sense of nostalgia. It's your hopeful vision for the future, and it's also your uneventful ordinary life. Everything is not known until it is lost. But it's too late to cherish it after losing it. Therefore, to cherish the present is to enjoy happiness.
My great-grandfather and great-grandmother are very old. After his stroke, my great-grandfather took on the responsibility of taking care of him. Tonight, my mother and I went to visit my parents. I accompanied my great-grandmother and took my great-grandfather for a walk. She pushed him in a wheelchair with difficulty and walked slowly between the paths. She took an orange out of her pocket, reached for it as much as possible, and laboriously peeled it off one by one through thick reading glasses with hands as rough as orange peel. Under the wind, the old phoenix tree on the roadside made a "rustling" sound and watched it quietly. She peeled off a bag, put it in his mouth, and coaxed him to chew slowly. That look and tone is like a mother coaxing a baby. He grinned at her with a specious smile. As a result, my great-grandmother's wrinkled cheeks were covered with smiles. I stared at her vicissitudes of life face, but I couldn't find a trace of fatigue. On the contrary, I found infinite happiness, and I found the mystery of happiness-the true meaning of love.
My great-grandmother stroked my wife's swollen hand and said to me, "I have been with your great-grandfather for half a century, and now my only wish is that he will recover." In those simple words, I found that happiness is so simple. The gorgeous sunset glow shines with its own light, and the world is integrated into a golden ocean. Great-grandmother stepped on the fallen leaves of the path, making the sound of "branches" under her feet, pushing her home. I followed them and looked at my great-grandmother's staggering back, filled with emotion. At least in my eyes, my great-grandmother is happy. She used her weak body to shelter her wife from the wind and rain, but at the same time she felt satisfied.
Happiness is a kind of feeling, which does not need gorgeous decoration, but it needs careful care and opens the door to happiness with the key of love, so as to enjoy a happy time.
Happiness topic composition 8 was moved by Kawabata Yasunari's shallow happiness, by his four o'clock in the morning, and saw the sleepless warmth of begonia flowers. For this melancholy writer, people are mostly impressed by his sadness and classicality, and I think he is the most easily moved and happy person because he has a clear soul.
A flower, a leaf of grass, a ray of light, a grain of dust, and even the trace of a bird's wings flying over the sky can all be the source of his emotions. There is no need for reasons or explanations, because these ordinary things have touched his lonely soul. This is the happiness given by money, material things and those gorgeous and dazzling jewels. Of course, these worldly things can't be given. He followed the footsteps of his soul step by step and came to the brink of death. For him, death is not pain or despair, but an irreplaceable happiness!
And Haizi, an innocent and kind child, a piece of white paper that has not been smeared. He has a house facing the sea, which is in full bloom in spring. He doesn't know what desire is, what prosperity is, and what everyone is desperately pursuing. He doesn't care about all the noise and chaos around him, nor does he care about people's busy footsteps and hidden eyes. He only plays in his own world, but he can't see the struggle between desire and fame, the bustling performances and endings, only happiness smiling at him and waving to him, only flowers flying all over the sky, warm wooden houses and clear sea.
Man is a thinking reed. It is the power of the soul that makes us human beings the spirit of all things, which can reproduce for thousands of years and create a splendid civilization. Without the support of the soul, we will only be so fragile that we can't stand a breeze of material desire and a little frost of frustration.
But why do we feel ashamed when we talk about soul, ideal and pursuit? Maybe our bodies are often trapped by life and responsibility, but who cut off the wings of our souls, blindfolded our eyes, plugged our ears, covered our mouths and bound our hands and feet, just like Woodenhead's mechanical life. Maybe we are used to traffic and crowded streets. Accustomed to watching melancholy figures come and go in the twilight, accustomed to being buried in a terrible pile of gold coins, even moved tears will be immediately dried by boiling desire, accustomed to calming down the fighting spirit and losing the soul in the life of singing and dancing.
Therefore, when everything is noisy, calm down and ask yourself whether there is still a begonia flower quietly opening in the depths of ignorant souls, emitting the fragrance of happiness and purifying our increasingly neglected and forgotten hearts. Perhaps this kind of smile from the depths of the soul makes us even in the dark.
The sound of flowers blooming gently is still clear and audible!
Happiness topic composition 9 What is happiness? On this issue, I will immediately think of Eason Chan's song "Steady Happiness", which sings "I want steady happiness, I can hold it with both hands" ...
Yes, there are many ways to be happy, big or small, but only you know it.
Emotional bond
Mom, mom ... "I still remember looking for my mother all day when I was a child, my little figure, my stumbling steps and the crying of milk." At that time, my world was very small, only my parents. I will never forget my mother's warm embrace. When I was young, I fell asleep every night like a lullaby of nature. Happy smiles and excited words when I silently support my company when I see my success and I am disappointed and depressed. They are my only blood in this world, and the only one who pays for me without asking for anything in return. Thank them for making me enjoy the purest happiness in the world.
friendship
The poem says, "A friend has a thousand glasses of wine, but a lover has more than half a sentence." Friendship is beautiful. She is not related, but she is indispensable in life. As junior high school students, we spend most of the day in school. My friends will study and laugh with me. When we are sad, they will help us from the perspective of our peers. Friendship is like this, and it will always make you inadvertently say, "It's good to have you."
teacher-student relationship
This time, our average math score is only one point less than theirs. I recall the cheers of the class again. It only took us about a month to get from the gap of 10 to the gap of 1. I remember that month's class, the teacher's hard work, and the touching hands when judging exercises. Everything is vivid. Y is a good teacher. He didn't give up on us because of one failure, nor did he criticize us blindly. But to introspect with us first, analyze the reasons, and then give us lessons enthusiastically. That month was full of energy, and an unprecedented tacit understanding was reached between students and teachers. So we won, at that moment, it seems that all previous efforts have turned into smiling faces to celebrate this purest happiness!
Happiness is actually around us, bit by bit into our lives. If you feel it with your heart, you will get the true meaning.