At that moment, I was wandering in happiness 5

Composition: At that moment, I was wandering in happiness.

I live in a happy family and I have parents who make me feel happy.

Hard-working parents use their wise hands to build our happy home. They work hard, they get their wish, although the family is not wealthy, but the family works happily and studies happily every day.

When I was a child, I asked adults more than once: What is happiness? Some of them say they have money, some say they have power, and their parents say that happiness is a happy family living together.

I thought, I must be happy.

Every day when I return to my home after school, I feel the smell of food. Sometimes in the middle of my homework, I can hear my mother's voice shouting "open dinner", and I am so happy. Mom's cooking skills are top-notch, same.

Every time my friends tasted my mother's handiwork, they said that I was "so happy", and at that time, I was very proud. At the dinner table, I gulped down the sweet and delicious meals, and praised my mother's craftsmanship, and my mother was always pleased.

Laughing. She must be happy, I think.

I hate bad weather, not only because it brings a lot of inconvenience and disasters to people's lives, but also because my father's job is so hard when the weather is bad. Late that night, I was awakened by the sound of the door opening, "Today I."

We have electricity in our homes", Dad is excitedly telling Mom about the electricity they have put on for the last house. Listening to their soft conversations, I crawled out of the warm bed and threw myself into the arms of my father, whom I hadn't seen for days and nights.

Village. Dad's broad arms wrapped around my mother and me, and his stretched smile was filled with joy and pride in overcoming the ice disaster. He must be happy, I think.

Sometimes, the family is talking, and I love to hear stories about them when they were young. Every time I see them blush over the ugliness of their childhood, I can't help but laugh, and the result is that I am punished to clean up the "dongdong" that spews out when they laugh. Sometimes, I.

Talk to them about my whimsical ideas, historical, geographical, biological ......When I published a "wonderful theory", my father mercilessly poured cold water on me, saying "unrealistic", but I never refused to admit defeat, and even said, "Everything."

It's all possible", elicited bursts of laughter from Dad's ...... without maliceAt this time, I am also happy.

It is inevitable that there will be bumps and bumps when the family is together, but it is always happy afterwards. A child lives in fear, and what he learns is worry; A child lives in irony, and what he learns is inferiority; A child lives in encouragement, he learns to be confident; I live in happiness, and I think what I learn is to be sincere about everything.

What do you mean? What do you want to ask? What is expressed?

Happiness is not something that can be written by writing, it must be experienced with heart.

Everyone has their own happiness, but what is happiness? Is it sweet, bitter, fragrant or sour?

Beginning: Happiness is like light, lighting up the haze full of misfortune; Happiness is like water, moisturizing the long-drought mountain fields; Happiness can also be like a flower, blooming at "that moment".

The pale gray lay weakly on the sky, and the rain for several weeks made the world feel powerless. I lazily moved the tip of my pen, and it was so difficult to write an essay a week and a week. With his fingers, he randomly arranged a few strings of notes, and looked at the sky with his head hanging from the bottom of his eyes.

Without warning, a few wisps of warm sun suddenly emerged from the clouds. It overflowed, gushed out, poured out with joy in my eyes. It was like crossing the river of gold, spilling it on my desk, and spilling it on the tip of my pen that was full of surprise.

The light and lively elf, mischievously lit up every dark gray in my room, lighting up something that I hadn't touched in a long time!

The sun grew stronger, like a flute blowing its strongest note. The world was dyed with color, and smiles bloomed on people's faces again.

Blossomed. Happiness blooms! I was pleasantly surprised to find that the strings of happiness blossomed! In the heart, on the face, in every corner of the sunshine blooms!

It was just a moment, the second that all life could gaze, and it bloomed! The haze and the laziness shrank into the darkness, and the sun continued to follow my gaze, flying above the clouds.

Epilogue: When I came back to my senses, the world had changed, and all life, along with the earth, smiled at the blue sky. The tip of my nose moved, filling in the gaps in the weekly diary:

Happiness in**? What is happiness? Happiness is actually a flower bud, it can bloom in every moment, it just needs you to use the sun to dispel the darkness that envelops her.

At what moment does happiness bloom? Happiness blooms in every moment! Use the light to ignite the emotion that sleeps in your heart, and wait for the "moment" when it sprouts.