Ups and downs in the sea of books, happiness is hard to find, and occasionally pull yourself out, only to find that "the taste of people is happiness!" " I enjoyed that happy moment.
During the 11 th holiday, I fell into a sea of books. A lot of homework makes me breathless. I was a little tired and wanted to get rid of Mr. Homework. After school in the afternoon, I flew back to my grandfather's house.
Walking into the mountains, the peak is surrounded by green water and towering into the clouds. Suddenly, a piece of green came into view, and the pen hung high, forming a green curtain to cover its shy face. I was deeply attracted by this, just as bees love flowers. This happy moment makes me relaxed and happy.
A breeze blew, and an intoxicating sweetness got into my nostrils. I turned around with the smell, and a poplar tree stood in front of me. There are so many fruits on the tree that they are all bent. It's really called "letting a hundred flowers blossom low"! I can't help but close my eyes and smack my lips, as if I were tasting delicious food. I finally can't help but be greedy I stepped forward quickly and grabbed the trunk. I climbed the tree three or two times like a sensitive monkey and looked at the carambola full of trees. I don't know where to start. Who cares? I grabbed one and bit it, and then a burst of acidity spread in my heart, and I couldn't help but throw it away with goose bumps. I chose the second time because I was cheated just now. I touch it with my hand from time to time whether it is soft or hard. I peel one from time to time, click it with the tip of my tongue and take a few sips in my mouth. After some careful selection, I chose one that looked plump, tender and juicy. I gently tore off a little skin, brushed off the outside hair and put it on my mouth. My tongue is covered with juice sweeter than honey. Take a bite, and the fresh pulp is extremely refreshing. Chew a few times, and sesame-sized seeds make a crunching sound. I sat leisurely in the tree and tasted delicious food. This happy moment makes me happy!
The wind, so gentle, drives the small trees and grass to dance together. A breeze blew, just like my mother's hand gently stroking my face. The stream gurgled and played a wonderful movement. This feeling, this sound makes my troubles disappear without a trace. To enjoy life, you don't have to have delicacies, silks and satins, but nature is the most precious thing God has given to mankind. I thank nature for letting me get rid of my tired heart and welcome this happy moment.
Man's taste is pure joy, and the so-called pure joy is nothing more than that.
I always forget to take a nap in the tense but not relaxed learning rhythm. But at that moment, it made me feel more comfortable and clean than ever before!
That day in physical education class, I left my heavy exercise book, gritted my teeth and ran a long-distance race, stroking my heart as if I were about to jump out of my chest, looking for a good place-all my classmates were reclining somewhere, either quietly or joking, enjoying the infinite breadth of their hearts for an instant.
Now I just want to close my eyes and have a rest. So, I found a clean grass, lay down, put it on the soft grass, put my hands on the grass, and the whole person collapsed. Feel the wind getting cold, gently pat your face and tidy up the messy hair in your ears. The sun stopped burning and stopped on my forehead. The fresh smell of grass in my nose lingers on my shoulders from time to time, slowing down my time. The heart seems to have wings, and if it turns over, it will pass through the bamboo forest in spring. As if you were in a secluded place, the wind passing by your fingertips was pure and warm. I can still hear the murmur of the stream in my ear, and I can still see the green mountains and green waters, all of which are turned into breeze, whispering a thousand words in my ear, and the world is bright and beautiful.
The grass is bearing seeds and the wind is shaking the leaves of flowers. It's beautiful to lie down and close your eyes. Until this is where I live. It seems that the grass grows and the warbler flies. It is lovely when the moon rises and sets, and it is also lovely when it rains and snows on sunny days. There is nothing unpleasant. All this, confused into a colorful fish, sank into the ocean of happiness.
There are no mountains of homework, no problems, it's quiet around, breathing fresh air, and my heart slows down with the rhythm to enjoy this moment with me, lying on the grass and bathing in the breeze. Just like a bird flying in the sky, any blooming flower in the grass is pure to me in this rotation. The breeze rolled up the smile on his lips. My throat is sweet, as if I opened my eyes and saw the whole galaxy. I feel the comfort of trembling in the depths of my soul.
The next moment, we started physical exercise again. The tranquility at that moment made me relax, made me no longer tired, and filled my heart with happiness.
The moment of happiness, the feeling of that moment, I remember, I can't forget. Because of it, I feel more comfortable and cleaner than before!
I don't know how long I've been sitting by the window. At first, I swam freely in the ocean of problems. Now, I am struggling in the ocean of problems. Oh, I'm so tired! I threw down a pen that was hotter than my hand and stretched up. I often look out of the window inadvertently-I see a little girl playing with mud. Looking at her naive self-entertainment, with such a heavenly smile, an idea suddenly came to my mind. ...
I didn't think much about it either. I followed my heart and walked first. So, I stood up and walked out. Today I came to be willful!
When I walked out of the room and looked at the open world outside, I felt less depressed.
I squatted in front of the girl, and she looked up, lifted her tender little face with a few mud stains and smirked at me. The dark clouds in my heart suddenly swept away.
"Shall we play together?" I gave a long-lost smile.
"Well, then, sister, help me shovel the mud." The girl handed me a small shovel.
I took it and held the shovel handle in my right hand. With a little effort, I shoveled it down, only to find that the "feng shui" of the shovel was not good. When I went down, the small sand on the surface "flew", several perfect arcs, but the "end point" was my face! "ouch!" I was scared by the sudden appearance of UFO and dropped my shovel. The little girl couldn't help laughing when she looked at my big sister's funny appearance. I am not embarrassed about this, but I feel much warmer. Like a breeze above a silver bell, it is clear and beautiful, rippling straight into my heart. The atrium seems to penetrate a few meters of spring sunshine and become clear. So, I finally put all my troubles behind me and laughed with my little sister. Laughter, as always brilliant.
"The soil is a little dry, I'll get some water!" I ran into the house, carried half a bucket of water and strode out. "Shua-"I bravely threw it forward, and suddenly the ground was sparkling and twinkling.
My little sister jumped on the mud while cheering, and I stepped on it unconsciously. Let the little mud elves like stars make out with us. ...
After we stepped on it, one person took a lump of mud, and she picked it up seriously. I don't know how to pinch it.
I saw her putting the mud in her hand and rubbing it with fleshy hands, and I followed her. My little sister rubbed two small balls, pressed them gently, and they became "cakes" and put them on the "big balls". Oh! It's not a "cake", it's a "pig's ear"! She lit two eye sockets with a thin stick and put two small sands on them, right! "Pig's eye!" She drew a circle slightly below the middle of her eyes and hooked two "nostrils" in the circle. Finally, a curve is drawn. Hey! This pig is smiling at us! "Sister, your pig is not as good as mine!" My little sister is very proud. Looking at her playful and lovely appearance, I feel an unprecedented ease and comfort. "'Pig' is certainly not as good-looking as you!" I teased her badly, but she didn't know it. She was just admiring her masterpiece. I don't know, I'm admiring her, a little girl who makes me relaxed and happy.
As if there was something to earn from the bottom of my heart, I moved my fingertips and flowed for a while, drawing two words behind the head of "Pig": "Qing Huan".
Qing Huan often creates a beautiful realm. Even for a moment, I feel very comfortable and satisfied.
"People's taste is pure happiness". At that moment, I finally realized the taste of "pure happiness".
One day during the summer vacation, there was a sudden power outage.
"It's hot! Electricity, come back quickly! " I shouted at home. The temperature is over 30 degrees, there is no air conditioner, no fan ... under such "bad" conditions, alas, everything is a cloud! Suddenly, an idea occurred to me. I have to do something special on such a special day.
My parents are not at home today, and there is a lot of housework to do at home. "ah! By the way, I can help my parents do all the housework and give them a big surprise. "
Thinking of this, I quickly ran into the kitchen-washing dishes! First, I took half a basin of cold water in the basin and put my hand in the basin. Wow! How cool! The irritability caused by the previous power outage was immediately driven away by this comfort. Hey, hey, "wash yourself" first, and then I will jump my fingers up and down in cold water, as if fiddling with the strings of water, and all the naughty and lovely water sprite suddenly come to play with me. On my head, neck, chest, coolness spread to my heart one after another. How comfortable! I almost missed my business in high school, and now I have to wash the dishes! "Knock!" As two drops of crystal clear detergent jumped into the water, a fragrance rushed into my nostrils, refreshing!
I washed it carefully. I have a strange feeling when I watch the greasy plate suddenly become white and bright. I couldn't say for sure what it was, but I immediately fell in love with that wonderful feeling. Wiping with a rag will make the dishes "sing"! This shows that they have thoroughly bathed. I took another basin of water to clean, and I held a white and bright bowl in my hand. I had a few happy stretches, and naughty water sprite slipped into my body along my arm, bringing coolness to my heart. Such ease and comfort make me feel the taste of happiness.
After cleaning the kitchen, I will mop the floor. I'm barefoot and the floor is cold. It is really comfortable. I'll drag it at will. I put the mop rod in front of me and then stepped on it with my foot. Wherever the mop goes, I only feel the coolness coming from the soles of my feet to my heart. What an unparalleled enjoyment!
Finally, I stopped everything. I made the last dessert for myself. I took out the frozen ice in the refrigerator, put it in the watermelon mud, added a little sugar, held it, and lay on the wooden rattan chair, enjoying the meaning of happiness alone.
At this moment, I finally met the long-lost comfort and happiness. At this moment, I enjoyed the happiness and realized the taste of happiness!
In a daze, I felt pure happiness, simplicity and happiness!
It was Friday, near the last class after school. This is a comprehensive course, and the teacher assigned us the task of reciting Mao Zedong's poems. Studying and living under heavy pressure for five days in a row exhausted me physically and mentally. My heart has flown home at the thought that school will be over soon. I stared at the words and sentences on the paper, but I couldn't open my mouth. I have seen it symbolically for several times, but I can't remember it. I feel a little fidgety.
I want to close my eyes and have a rest, but I am so tired that I have to open my eyes and stick my head out of the window with my hands, as if only the blue sky and green trees can reassure me.
I stayed outside the window. At this moment, a white dove came into my sight, and I couldn't help looking. It slowly landed on the handrail of the corridor, looking around. It is not afraid of people at all, and seems to enjoy the sound of reading in the classroom. Look out with your hands for a while, as if looking at the blue sky and green trees outside, then turn your head to the classroom window, and then flutter your wings and fly. I was attracted by it, and my heart flew out of the classroom like wings. It seems that it found me looking at it, and it fell to my window. It looked at me, and I thought I heard it say, "Haha, you are in class, come out and play with me, and I will take you to fly." You see how free I am, free from the constraints of teachers, homework and school rules. Just, I shook my white tail, as if to show off. I thought to myself, "Yes, that's very kind of you!" You don't have to do your homework every day, memorize English words and remember chemical element symbols, and you don't have to … how free you are! It's no use worrying about teachers' criticism and parents' blame! "Thinking about thinking, I can't help but stretch out my hand to play in my hand. Unexpectedly, it was frightened and flew away.
My eyes were suddenly stuck by pigeons, and my heart flew away with them. I saw blue sky and white clouds, and I saw green mountains and green waters. I feel more relaxed than ever. I narrowed my eyes slightly and continued to enjoy the peace and beauty of this moment.
That brief moment made me feel very happy! It turns out that the moment of Qing Huan is so simple and happy!
When you think everything is too complicated, you might as well take a step outward, and maybe you will gain another unique scenery. ...
It was Saturday, and I challenged the sea in my study alone. One page, two pages and three pages of draft paper are almost consumed, and I still can't get an answer. Low back pain, dull eyes, mental decadence. I stretched myself and walked to the window. Suddenly, some surprises appeared in front of me: several pear trees were like girls in white gauze skirts, and Anna's flash was just around the corner.
I hurried downstairs and ran to the pear tree next to the house. I was shocked! Clusters of pear blossoms are as white as snow. Looking closer, pear blossoms crowded in front of me like a beauty pageant. This one is beautiful, and that one is also beautiful. All the petals are open, like the smiling face of a little girl; Some have only a few petals, like the face of a shy girl; Some of them are covered with flowers and bones, so full that they seem to crack. Look again carefully! Green leaves are as green as water, shiny and transparent! Suddenly a breeze blew, accompanied by warm sunshine, pear petals danced with the wind and it was raining. ...
Look at the pear quietly, look at this tree, it's beautiful, look at that tree, it's even more beautiful. As if it were a game, the flowers were flapping snowflakes, laughing and smelling freely in the sun. Walking through the pear blossoms, it seems that you are already a pear fairy. The fatigue just now suddenly vanished!
Simply, I moved my desk and homework under the pear tree. I took a deep breath, and a faint fragrance got into my nostrils, penetrated into my internal organs and injected into my blood vessels. "It smells good!" I unconsciously closed my eyes and enjoyed the happiness brought by this pear flower.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt my eyes lit up and my heart lit up, as if the world was brighter than before. When I picked up my pen and draft paper, "shuashua shua" was suddenly stimulated to gush out like an underground spring, refusing to interrupt or reduce it.
Another breeze blew, and the first petals fell on my hair, shoulders and table. The smell got into my nostrils, so sweet, I seemed to feel that I was eating pear crisp, sweet and fragrant. ...
At this time, I am at my desk, enjoying this moment, although it is only a moment, but it is also a different kind of scenery. ...
Happy moment ...
When I stay for a short time in the years of flying forward, I can always think of that happy moment.
That afternoon, I was doing my homework in my room, but I studied hard at school for a week. At this time, when I saw the seemingly endless homework, I couldn't stop being upset. I fell asleep at my desk. I don't know how long it took. Grandma woke me up and dragged me to the backyard.
There is a tall and big tree on the edge of the backyard, with a swing hanging between the two branches. Grandma told me to sit up, handed me a cup of green tea and sat down on the sofa with a cup in her hand. I stared at a piece of tea, curled up and rolled in hot water, rolling up waves of green waves. After a while, the tea fragrance rose again and slowly spread out. This fragrance, like the spring breeze, brushed away the irritability in my heart. I looked at my grandmother. She sat on the couch, narrowing her eyes slightly, all the wrinkles on her face were elongated, and her body shook rhythmically with the couch. I also learned to lean on the swing. The swing swings back and forth as soon as my foot kicks. I closed my eyes, and felt the sunshine brushing my face like a cat's tail. A breeze blew, and I seemed to fly into the sky. The sky seems to be a blue cloth woven by the weaver girl, with a huge sunflower hanging on it. I fly in the sky along the breeze. There is no endless practice and endless questions in the world, only the whole world and a relaxed me. I am like a free leaf rippling in the wind. ...
When I opened my eyes again, the breeze was still blowing and the sun was still shining. My imaginary flight time only passed for a short moment! I stood up from the swing, and my boredom finally dissipated at this moment, and my whole body was full of ease and joy.
True happiness lies not in the amount of material things, but in the relaxation and liberation of the mind. When we meet a cup of tea and an imaginary, noiseless moment in an afternoon full of sunshine and breeze, it is a happy moment.
It always washes my mind in the years, something I can't forget, and a happy moment.
Once I was distracted and enjoyed a moment of happiness.
On a clear morning in Wan Li, the breeze blew into the window and brushed my face, which made me feel particularly comfortable. It was so quiet that only the tip of the pen touched the paper. Take a deep breath of fresh air, then exhale slowly, quiet, quiet!
My attention was attracted by the silence outside the window.
Huh? What is that? Is it a bird?
It's a bird! In the blink of an eye, two rows of lively birds stood on the wire, talking and laughing.
A closer look reveals that they are playing songs.
That bird! Yes, the guy with his head held high! How can it look around? Why does your mouth keep moving? Oh! It turned out to be the lead singer, who wanted to attract the audience with rich performances-you see, the grass is swaying gently with the wind, and Ye Er is high-fiving each other to praise that guy's performance. In my opinion, it is really a satisfactory lead singer!
Look at that guy on the right! Look!
Although they are not on the same "floor", they have a tacit understanding. The guy below waved his wings, held high, gave the guy above a deep hug, cocked his head, closed his eyes, looked up and opened his eyes. This beautiful gesture is really clever. As if I had performed a waltz, I was relaxed and happy and couldn't help laughing. Quiet, quiet.
I like this concert. I'm crazy. ...
So, I decided to write down this moment: this moment I was distracted, these birds, this moment: Qinghuan!