Essay semi proposition xx 600 words

The taste of happiness once heard a story: the puppy keeps chasing his tail every silver day, but he can't catch it. It's sad.

So its mother told it, "Your tail is like happiness, and when you keep chasing it, it actually follows you all the time." ”

If you think about it, it's true. Happiness doesn't need to be vigorous, happiness doesn't need to be stormy, it's ordinary, it's trivial, and when you're chasing it, it's right behind you.

Every morning, my mother handed me a glass of boiling water and told me to "drink more, you don't like to drink water".Holding the cup in both hands, the hot air slowly came out and gently pounced on my face. Take a sip and the water is nothing special, but it seems to have a hint of sweetness.

This cup of boiled water has the taste of mother's love and happiness.

At school, the pen ran out of water, and when I was worried, I handed a ballpoint pen to the same table. When I say "thank you", she smiles and whispers "no thanks".The pen scratches a faint mark on the paper, which seems to have a fragrance.

That's the taste of friendship, the taste of happiness and the hall.

When I am bored and lonely, I will flip through the address book in my mobile phone, look at everyone's name and smile. Thinking about what they look like, there is an inexplicable satisfaction. Relatives, friends, classmates, teachers, ......Reminiscing about the past time, they have given me a lot.

In that gradually increasing ** number, there is a taste of happiness.

Someone once asked me, "What is your greatest wish?" "I only answered with two words:

Happiness. He asked, "Are you happy now?"

I thought about it and said, I guess so. "Because, happiness is all around me.

Happiness is actually quite simple. It's a glass of water handed by my mother, an ordinary pen borrowed by a friend, and the address book in my phone ......In the ordinary day, in the air, there is the smell of happiness.

The taste of happiness.

Happiness is everywhere in life, and everyone is surrounded by happiness. In fact, there are many insignificant little things in life, as long as you savor them, you can taste one flavor - that is the taste of happiness.

When I woke up in the morning and heard the crisp call of the birds, I was very happy to hear this sound. I opened the window and saw the sun hanging in the blue sky, smiling at me, as if to say to me, "Good morning, good morning, let's go to school!"

Students are waiting for you! After a while, I heard my mother's kind voice say, "Come and eat soon!"

I heard this voice and my heart was happy, and at this moment I was completely "occupied" by happiness.

Playing chess with my classmates, I defeated them one by one, and after being defeated, my classmates praised me for my superb chess skills, and at the same time taught them my tricks. But after being defeated by my classmates, I humbly asked them for advice, summed up my experience in time, and improved myself. Through this kind of communication, we can improve our chess skills, and I will feel very happy.

With the tiredness of a day at school, I walked slowly on the way home, and the small trees on the side of the road were shaking their branches and leaves in the wind, as if to say to me, "Hard work! Great work!

Hurry up and get home, Mommy has made a delicious meal waiting for you! "My face will be full of smiles, my big bag will not seem so heavy, and my steps will seem to be much lighter, and my whole body will be full of energy. At this time, I will feel a trace of coolness in my heart, which must be the taste of happiness.

When I came home from school, I opened the window and saw that the fiery red color of the morning glow had receded, and the night gradually covered the earth, and the moon and stars slowly appeared. The star's little eyes wink at me, which is very cute. The moon seemed to say to me

Sleep quickly, child, sleep in peace! There's one more day of class waiting for you tomorrow! "That's when I felt happiness hovering around me.

Whenever I write my homework, I am always troubled by difficult problems, but I feel happy to break through one after another.

Whenever I watch TV with my family, we talk and laugh together, and the family is harmonious, which also makes me feel happy.

Whenever I see my classmates listening attentively to the teacher's lectures, I feel very happy.

Whenever I hear a "I'm sorry." Another hearty "It's okay." Or "It's okay!" A "Thank you!" "You're welcome." "It all makes me feel happy.

Whenever I give up my seat to an elderly man on the bus, it also makes me feel happy.

Whenever a child falls down on a rainy day, someone lifts him up, and seeing this makes me feel social harmony. It also makes me feel happy.

There are many things that make me happy. If we don't cherish it, it will sneak away from us; If we don't cherish it, it won't bring us joy; If we don't cherish it and don't know contentment, then it will cause us trouble. Let's cherish happiness together and let it give us more joy!

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You can write about things that are very memorable, such as the smell of --- nightshade--- which reminds you of a lot of past events! The smell of cigarettes --- make you remember your father! With your sense of smell, there is always something that makes you want to come to the world, something like that or what is left for you by someone like that? Spirit?

The taste of the sea.

When I immersed myself in the blue of the sea, I was always surrounded by a smell that I told myself came from the thickest blue on the planet.

It's never as clear as the smell of rain. On the contrary, it is a kind of heaviness after the stacking of time, and I often think, a long, long time ago, and the taste was like this, right? The countless prosperity and decline of human beings on the earth cannot change this faint saltiness and slight bitterness.

Perhaps, the taste of the sea cannot be diluted by human beings, and it has changed from star to star, and there are too many ...... experiencesI have seen the hot lava spewing into the air, filling the air with smoke and dust; After seeing the half-fast drift and fluttering, the mountains rose from the bottom of the sea again and again, and the mulberry fields were swallowed by the sea again and again......And everything in the past, everything that is happening, and everything that will happen can only be left to this sea to remember, record, and predict.

All these things were pressed down on the sea, and the bitter waters of the sea were poured out. So, some people said, "The sea is so tolerant!"

What a disgusting statement, that everyone has selfishly poured out their troubles to the sea without a trace ......of genuine sympathy or apologyDoesn't the taste of the sea tell us anything?

Of course, all the above words are、It is a child's understanding and speculation about the shallowness of the sea, and he doesn't know what the sea thinks, and what does the taste of the sea tell?

It's just that when he was immersed in the heavy, salty and bitter taste of the sea, he seemed a little more apologetic. The sea is full of things waiting for us to understand and guess, because the sea is endless, and there are all kinds of things, just waiting for you to ......

Ask all the questions related to **.

...de taste, the taste of longing, the taste of memory.

The taste of love.

The sunshine is colorful, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, love, five-flavored, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy.

Love smells a lot, like sunlight scatters many colors; The sunshine is colorful, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, love, five-flavored, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy.

When I was a child, I liked candy, the taste of sugar, and the packaging of sugar. During our walks, we would always go to the store to buy me candy, and at that time, I thought that love was sweet, because sugar was sweet.

When I went to elementary school, I became more and more fond of eating grapes. In the summer, when the grapes were just on the market, my father knew that I liked them, so he bought them back for me to taste, and although they were a little sour, I was still very happy. At this time, I felt that love is sour, because grapes are sour.

Once you go to school, you are faced with studying and exams. People make mistakes, horses miss hooves, but it's not easy to miss an exam. Whenever I didn't do well in my exams, my friends were always the first to come and comfort me and persuade me not to be discouraged.

But I'm still bitter in my heart. At that time, I thought that love was bitter, because despite the comfort of my friends, I could not erase the bitterness in my heart.

Once, my mother was sick, but I was not very familiar with cooking, but when my mother was sick, she had to cook and eat by herself. When I cut the onion, my tears flowed from the onion, and my eyes felt spicy, but I thought it was worth it because my mother smiled as she ate my little meal. I thought to myself, love must be spicy, because onions spicy my eyes.

My father often has to go out to earn money to maintain our family's life, he has traveled to many places for me, for our family, such as Guangdong, Chongqing, Shangrao and other places, he lives a very hard life, seeing my father so hard, I realized that love needs to be paid, because of my father's hard work, I understand that love is hard!

Love is as colorful as sunshine is colorful.

Love is sweet, like sunshine with blue.

Love is sour, just as sunlight has purple.

Love is spicy, like sunshine with red. ......

The taste of happiness.

Happiness is a cup of tea that can make people feel refreshed; Happiness is a glimmer of evening breeze that can blow away the heat of summer; Happiness is a flame that warms the cold heart; Happiness is a clear spring that can nourish the young heart; Happiness is a feeling that brings me infinitely good memories.

Happiness is in the hands of my mother. On a cold winter morning, when the cold wind was howling outside, my mother got up in her clothes and put a glass of fresh milk into the oven. After a while, the milk became hot and fragrant.

My mother didn't care that she was cold and hungry, and with her warm hand she carefully handed a glass of fragrant milk to my hand. I gulped it down, and a smile appeared on my mother's face. And that abundance of happiness touched my heart from my tongue and gave me a taste of happiness.

Happiness is on Dad's brow. Warm spring, easy to get sick, Dad handed me a bag of ordinary banlan root medicine, I softly begged Dad to help me flush it, Dad carefully brewed a cup, I slowly drank a small sip, ah, it's so bitter. "Dad, it's so bitter, I don't want to drink it".

And Dad frowned solemnly, "Spring is the easiest to get sick, drink it quickly, good medicine is bitter and good for disease, and loyalty is good for deeds, drink it quickly." That frown, a moment of time, but full of silent fatherly love. At the moment, the potion seems to be sweetened, as sweet as juice.

I think that's what happiness tastes like.

Happiness is on Grandpa's face. On a hot summer day, I could only stay in the air-conditioned room all day, both bored and irritable, and my grandfather was very distressed when he saw it, so he braved the blazing sun alone to buy me a few storybooks in the bookstore. When he got home, sweat had soaked through his clothes, his face was flushed with sunburn, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead.

Gently handing me the book, I was thrilled and never alone again. Grandpa also had a big smile on his face, and that smile seemed to be happier than when he got a new book.

Happiness is in grandma's neck. In autumn, the weather is particularly humid. Grandma's rheumatism spine pain has been committed again, and as long as she moves every day, it hurts terribly.

When I came home from school, I was so hungry that I grabbed a cold bun and stuffed it into my mouth. "If you want to eat, you have to heat it up before eating, go, I'll give you the heat." But grandma your illness".

Before I could finish speaking, my grandmother had already turned on the gas stove. As I waited nearby, I could clearly see the pained expression on my grandmother's face. The bun was hot, and although I kept biting, I couldn't swallow it, and tears had filled my throat.

"Blue Bird", which tells about happiness, once said, "Happiness is all around you". Now, I have tasted happiness, which is a touch, a feeling, a wish in life.