Write an essay on the theme of the home of the soul of happiness

Home is a warm harbor, giving us the warmth of a small boat and allowing us to dock. Not everyone has a happy and warm home, but everyone will have a spiritual home. In this home, there is the most real us, maybe it will change as we get older, but what remains unchanged is that it will always be the home of our hearts.

The home of the soul, it will be automatically beautified according to different moods. When you encounter something that makes you upset, you will feel good when you come here; When you come across something that frustrates you, come here and you feel that everything is hopeful; When you come across something that makes you happy, you come here and you feel how beautiful everything is......The home of the soul, it can heal the wounds of your soul and soothe your impetuous heart. When you step out of your home, you will become relaxed and happy, as if all your worries are far away from you.

My spiritual home is the piano. It's an art that purifies my mind.

When I was a child, I couldn't help but be thrilled when I saw a pair of small hands jumping freely on the black and white keys and playing beautiful music. After all, I am still young, and although I still don't know how to soothe my soul with this elegant instrument, and I don't know how it will affect my life, I only know that it is my best friend forever, who can accompany me through happy times and disappointed moments.

Now, I am no longer the child who seems to understand but does not understand, I am a junior high school student who has begun to have my own thoughts and feelings. As I got older, reality tested me more and more, and I grew up under pressure. On the way to growing up, I have experienced ups and downs.

At any time, I can leave reality and enter the home of my heart. For me, this home allows me to relax myself, see all kinds of things, and continue to be a sunny girl.

I've been learning the piano for eight years now, and I can use it to play every spark in my heart. As a result, this home has also become more beautiful. In this home, I was able to not only be happy, but also to splurge on my emotions.

The magnificent music of my home can also make me sleep or fly: "Moonlight" can make me calm and think, and "Pathos" can light the lamp of hope in my heart......

In the future, I will step into a complex society where everyone is a competitor and not many people will help me anymore because everyone has their own way to go. Maybe I won't have much time to walk into this spiritual home, but I will take more time to see it, because I know that it alone is my most sincere friend.

The home of the soul will change because of you at any time. It keeps track of every bit for you.

I would like to be a bright flower and sing in the home of the soul, I would like to be a lively fish and wander in the home of the soul, and I would like to be a happy bird and fly in the home of the soul.

You're going to participate in an essay contest.

Looking for traces of happiness from the bits and pieces around us, we think of the home of the heart that we need in our hearts.

This is the topic of the essay contest, and it is not interesting to write the same!

Do your own thing!! You can't always rely on others!!

What is happiness, happiness is that when you get up in the morning and see that the sun is still rising in the east, you still have school to go to school or have classes to go to, you can support yourself, you can go shopping with friends when you are resting, you can afford to buy the things you like, your family and friends are harmonious, you have someone by your side when you are in a bad mood, and you know that you are never alone in .........a hurryIt's very simple, the home of the soul is that the soul has obtained a very peaceful realm, which many people can't understand and needs to practice! Hehe.

To put it simply, happiness is in simplicity, but many people can't find a hint to find it, and it's easy to write about it.

This is an essay contest, so write it yourself.

Uh,The content is not limited.,It's so tangled.。。。

Of course, we know how to write happiness, but the title is "Happiness, the Home of the Heart." Let's connect happiness with the home of the soul.

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What exactly does this phrase mean? Is it just a touch of happiness? What about the others? Essay contests are really hard!

What you write yourself is the most authentic. Study hard.

Write the most authentic side and show your inner happiness 、、、

Happiness is every minute and every second you spend with your family.

I was also thinking, this is a competition, write it yourself.

Essay contest, I'm thinking, don't copy.

Essay on the topic of happiness What is the happiness I want, is it having endless wealth, is it a life without food and clothing, or is it the place to be noticed, if these are not, then what is happiness? Throughout the ages, countless people have persistently pursued happiness in their own minds, and Chang'e cherished the dream of happiness, swallowed the elixir of immortality, flew to the nine heavens, and became a fairy in the moon. But guarding the cold Guanghan Palace alone, will she feel the happiness of being an immortal?

And Mathilde, who longs to enter high society, wears a necklace and dreams of happiness, but does not expect that this happiness is so short-lived, and she pays a heavy price for her happiness. For the money-hungry Grande, having a mountain of gold coins is probably his greatest happiness. But how sad it was when he stared at his chamber in a wheelchair in old age and weakness, and even in the last moments of his life he was obsessed with his gold.

Many times people tend to lose sight of their own happiness and feel that the happiness of others is dazzling. I can't think that the happiness of others may not be suitable for me, and I can't imagine that the happiness of others may be my own grave. When China's feudal students took "the night of candles in the cave room, and the nomination of the gold list" as the greatest happiness in their lives, and fought for it for life, Wu Jingzi used his pen to paint us a scene of Fan Jin being overjoyed and crazy after the lift, is happiness like this?

I doubted it. What is true happiness? Du Fu has poems:

There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy. This is what Du Fu thinks of as happiness. "An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, which made me unhappy.

Free and easy happiness is a portrayal of Li Bai's life. Sima Qian used "people are inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than the feathers" to interpret his understanding of happiness, and Fan Zhongyan, who climbed the Yueyang Tower, faced the rolling river and chanted "the worries of the world first, and the joy of the world after the world", which is happiness. Sighing at the deep understanding of happiness by the ancients, I gradually came to the conclusion of what kind of happiness I wanted.

It is not the wealth of a daughter, it is not the position of being noticed by others, but the dedication of being a person and thinking about others, it is a dedication, and this is the happiness I want.

What is happiness? It was a jar of honey filled with the love that her family had for her; It is a beautiful song, loaded with good memories of childhood; It is ......Happiness, the home of the soul.

After a week at the school, she was finally able to go home. Because she can be with her family, she feels extremely happy. Time passed in a blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, school was over, and she was speeding ......home on her bicycle like an arrow off the stringAt the dinner table, she ate the full dishes that her family added to her, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

Come, kid, eat more! She ate slowly, enjoying the delicious food and sharing the love her family had for her. "Well, it's delicious, it's still delicious at home!

It's delicious, then eat more! "Hey, look at you, you have eaten so much that there are grains of rice at the corners of your mouth. What a little gluttonous cat!

Mom said with a smile as she wiped the rice from the corner of her mouth. They are smiling and having fun as a family!

It was past 9 o'clock in the evening, and she was ready to go to bed after finishing her homework. At this time, my mother slowly entered her room with thick sheets and quilts. "Child, the weather is getting colder, let's cover it with more quilts, but we can't catch a cold anymore!

Oh! She replied casually. So, her mother helped her make the sheets and quilts.

She watched her mother work so hard and hard. Say, "Mom, I'll come!"

How does this work? I'll do it anyway! The mother carefully laid it out, for fear that her daughter would not sleep well at night.

It's really "pitiful to the hearts of parents all over the world"! However, that night, she slept exceptionally well and had a sweet dream.

She felt very blessed to have the love of her parents, and she finally tasted happiness

It's like a skittle candy, sweet and sour, and it's endlessly memorable!

That she's me, a happy and smiling girl!

Happiness, I caught its tail! I hope it will stay in my heart forever, give me a home for my heart, and give me the power of happiness!

If I'm going to write my own and participate in the competition, who will give you any spare miles?

== Essay Isn't it I always feel off topic after writing for a long time.

Jinjing Technology saw picking up garbage.

Is it a contest essay, so many people ask, when the time comes, it will be all repetitive, what is the point of holding such a competition?

Dude, what grade are you? We're writing about it too.

Happiness is everywhere, the important thing is whether your heart can feel it, whether you can truly recognize its existence.

I feel the boredom of studying every day, the boredom of life, and the pursuit of happiness that I want, but I don't know where it is, but after one of my labors, I really feel his presence.

It was a school-wide cleaning, and it was Yang's turn to take out the garbage, and I talked and laughed with him along the way, maybe because of tomorrow's holiday, and I didn't feel the pain of taking out the garbage at all. As we approached a garbage dump, I was stunned by a little girl picking up rags! It was a teenage girl wearing a crumpled shirt, and she couldn't tell the colors because she had been going in and out of the garbage heap all day.

She should be five. The sixth grade looks like a small and thin person, but the garbage is never ambiguous, and it is always done cleanly, bucket after bucket, many students cover their noses with their hands, and say from time to time after emptying"Thank you".Looking at its skillful movements, one can't help but ask, why didn't she stay in that spacious and bright classroom, receive the teacher's education, and come here all day long to pick up the rags?

Perhaps, she comes out every day to pick up rags and make money, which is not as much as my pocket money for a day, at this time, I suddenly feel that I am really happy, as if in honey, thinking about my usual extravagance and waste, it is really ashamed!

I believe that anyone who has seen this scene will be touched by it, and it is not a taste in their hearts. So we have to realize that we are happy people. I warn myself not to complain about being tired again, not to pursue our own so-called happiness again, and to know how to cherish what we have!

Happiness, the home of the soul.

Happiness is a simple two words, but it expresses the meaning of life. To live is to live happily. And my happiness comes from my mother, who has silver threads on her temples.

Mother's love is the summer breeze that blows the irritability in my heart; Mother's love is the sunshine of winter, warming my heart; Mother's love is the spring of the desert, nourishing my heart; Let me be grateful.

At that time, I sat on a high pile of wheat in the field, looking at the sheep in the distance; At this time, I sat under the leafy plane tree outside the door, watching the people come and go. Everything passed quietly in the fingers of the old man, but the only thing that remained unchanged was my mother's care and love for me.

Happiness is my emotional home. When I was a child, every time I came home, smelling the smell of vegetables wafting from the kitchen, and watching my mother's busy figure, I deeply felt the warmth of home. When I grew up, my home was far away from the school and I had to live in the school, although there was no food that made me salivate, but when my mother's voice came from the cold, I felt the warmth of my mother's love.

Happiness is the home of my soul. When I went to sleep, my mother would always put the quilt on my behalf when I fell asleep, but this small act made me feel the taste of happiness. In terms of learning, my mother will always encourage me when I am difficult and cheer me on when I fail, she may not be as educated as other parents and can help me with my homework, but my mother can also be my strong backing, because I feel the taste of care.

Happiness is the home of my body and mind. In life, my mother never doted on me too much, let me be self-reliant since I was a child, taught me all the truths, including selfless dedication, and I felt the warmth of having a mother. In terms of health, my mother never made me feel a little uncomfortable, always cared for me when I was a little uncomfortable, let me get out of the torture of illness early, and made me feel the warmth of love.

My great and ordinary mother, the warmth of that moment, was forever fixed in the most beautiful place in my heart; The happiness of that moment is my happy home!