During the summer vacation, I found the key to happiness

"Lalala, lalala, I am a happy schooler, not afraid of wind and rain ......"I happily hummed my own song as I walked briskly to school, remembering the day I had picked up the key to happiness, and my heart was always as good as if I had drunk honey.

I remember that at noon that day, I walked out of the house, yawning and muttering to myself, "Why does the school want us to go so early, people haven't had a good lunch break?" Think about a lot of homework every night, and you can't even make up for a good night's sleep at noon!

I have come to realize that the life of a junior high school student is indeed different from that of an elementary school student: intense, busy, and tired. Not only do you have to get up early, but you have to take seven classes during the day and go home at night with a lot of homework.

It's me who gets up early, it's me who goes to bed late, it's me who gets criticized, it's me who ...... me

Woo ......Woo ......Suddenly, a sad cry came, "What a bad luck! Someone actually came to bother me at noon, alas! People are unlucky to get up and drink water and stuff their teeth! I sighed.

Not ...... thoughThis cry seems to be the voice of a child, and it can't be a child kidnapper! I chuckled inwardly.

Suddenly, I came to my senses, mustered up my courage, and cautiously moved away from the cry.

Before approaching, I found a girl about two years old in the walker, peeing, and the car had been dripping water, and the girl's family ran to nowhere and no one was seen.

I was about to leave, but when I saw her looking at me "miserable", my heart softened all of a sudden, and I couldn't bear to leave her alone, so I hurriedly ran over to comfort her: "Baby, you have to be good!" If you are good, my sister will buy you a lollipop to eat, okay? ”

But she didn't buy my account, she kept crying, she was annoyed to death, and the soft ones didn't work to the hard ones, so I didn't believe it.

Cry again, cry again, believe it or not, I 'clicked' you", I made a scary gesture to show her.

She didn't cry anymore, I let out a sigh of relief, but somehow, she suddenly burst into tears again.

I was helpless, and suddenly I remembered that I still had a piece of chocolate in my pocket that I hadn't eaten for a week, and I really couldn't help it! Hope it helps me solve this puzzle!

With great reluctance, I took the chocolate out of my pocket and watched her greedily gulp it with an indescribable joy in my heart.

At this moment, an aunt ran over, looked at the tears on the girl's face, the "residue" on her mouth, and the chocolate paper that fell on the ground, understood what happened, and said to me vigorously: "Thank you!" Thank you for taking such good care of Babe!

Thank you so much"!

Hearing this, I smirked "hehe", and my heart was sweeter than eating honey. At this time, the wind blows gently, and the flowers are smiling, as if precipitated in happiness.

I looked at my watch again, and the time for class was approaching, so I hurriedly said goodbye to my aunt and ran briskly towards school.

That day, I picked up the key to happiness!

Half of the summer vacation has passed, but it is still difficult to endure the heat of summer, miss the last semester, and miss the half year that has passed.

But every time I remember the boy I met under the big poplar tree in the southeast corner of the playground, and the eyes that the spring breeze blew up in front of him, my heart couldn't help but beat violently.

His encouragement helped me find self-confidence and gave me the courage to face all setbacks on the way to growth.

I thank God, right in that playground, under that poplar tree, that day, I picked up the key to happiness.

The rain hit my window lightly, pulling back my thoughts, and suddenly, I began to look forward to spending this summer soon, finishing my year old soon, growing up quickly, and seeing him again.

Happiness is like a cup of hot milk tea, mellow in the mouth, and aftertaste.

That day, I picked up the key to happiness and opened the shackles that had been sealed for a long time. One sunny afternoon, beads of sweat flowed into my T-shirt one after another, and I sighed left and right: "This kind of weather, I actually lost money, it's really annoying, my home is still so far away from here......

Why don't you ask the commissary to borrow it? No, no, no, there are too many stingy people", I muttered to myself. There are too many bad people and too few good people in modern society, so I leaned against the stones, stubbornly didn't ask, and waited for the moment when a miracle happened.

It was getting dark, and I was like the weather, with a hint of desolation, and at this critical moment, the old man appeared, and stopped me from pouring rain, in my impression: he was thinly dressed, with a lot of white wire in his hair, a simple tricycle, and most importantly, his face was full of sincerity, so I confided in him about myself, and he nodded and said, "I'll send you home."

I understand that there is no such thing as a free lunch, and he will have other intentions? I thought. But remembering that I had no way out, I finally agreed.

Along the way, I have been on guard, vigilance has been raised, passing by the familiar garden, my vigilance is slightly lowered, looking back, looking at the old man in front of me, sweating on this tricycle with very little equipment, my guilt and shame appeared, and serious in my mind wandering, when I arrived at the destination, my heart was faintly aching, I am sorry for my crankiness, sorry for the trouble I caused to the old grandfather...The gratitude in my heart can not be expressed in words, I can only hold his hand deeply, to show my gratitude to him, his hand is so warm, although it has left the spots of the years, but how can not hide this pair of hands that have been hard work, looking at his back far away, my tears flowed down again, this time the tears are not sorrow, not trouble, it is so unique, it is happy, it is happy. It's been years since I've had it, but it's always engraved in my mind, "the joy of that day."