An essay on the topic of Lost Happiness

Lost pleasure.

I thought I had just lost something, but I found that I had lost so much at the same time, my passion, my joy, my motivation, my vision...

I repeat the so-called normal life every day, eat and sleep, study and rest, laugh when I should laugh, and make trouble when I should make trouble. I thought I was hiding it well, at least the people around me didn't notice my unhappiness, but I found that there were still people who could see it. I went to beauty with a friend, and the beauty lady explained the crux of my problem from between my eyebrows, she said that I had been suffering from insomnia recently, and I was shocked by the excessive mental stress.

It turns out that the mind can be covered with expressions, but not with the body. The waxy face and the weight loss once again proved that I couldn't eat and couldn't sleep.

I can't sleep at night and can't wake up in the morning.

I was afraid of the night, only the street lamp outside the window was with me, and I didn't dare to disturb my roommate's sleep by tossing and turning slightly. The pain in my heart can only be digested little by little with the long night, until my brain is tired.

I'm afraid that in the morning, the sun will shine into the house, bright and bright, but it can't warm the gray heart, it's still so empty. Everyone is happy on a new day, but I can't find a reason to be happy.

Alone in silence, the heart is sad; Prosperous people, at a loss.

Life has changed, and it's taking its fair place. I just don't know how to find that happiness and peace of mind in life.

It is the main line that was happy in the past and is unhappy now, and the narration appears in why it was not as happy as before.

How happy I am.

No homework, just play, no English, just nursery rhymes.

But there was a sock that judged the sky, and I lost my happiness.

No more playing, no homework, no nursery rhymes, no boring English.

I lost my joy.

One day, I had a dream and regained my happiness.

The homework is gone, the English is slipping, the play is coming, and the track is changed.

Nursery rhymes are back.

The dream banquet woke up, the dream was shattered, and I lost my happiness again.

I have been looking for happiness, and happiness is by my side, accompanying me through spring and autumn, year after year......

Every day, I carry my school bag, wear a neat school uniform, comb my hair, and go to school refreshed. In the eyes of others, I went to a good school, was a good student, and was loved by my parents and admired by my relatives and friends. However, in this life that repeats itself every day like a printer, there is only study, study, and study, and your parents will always tell you - only grades, only goals, and only ...... forwardNo one else can see through your bright and bright shell your lonely and helpless heart, the heart that has been shackled ......Only to bear all this alone, to bear all this silently, and even more sadly, our parents do not understand us.

Every day, when you drag your tired body into the house with heavy steps, they will only complain that you came back so late, suspicious, and don't even have a word of concern like "You're back, tired, let's rest". Blindly studying in school, too much dissatisfaction and boredom have accumulated in my heart, and gradually I no longer have a smile on my face, but more and more melancholy, more and more dull ......Perhaps, the joy of childhood has disappeared without a trace, the laughter has gradually been lost in dreams, and the happiness has been deeply submerged in the bottom of the heart, and no one pays attention to ......

Happy, in the end? Is it in itself? Ask yourself, do you smile at people and face everything with optimism and positivity?

Do you feel that difficulties are also a kind of test, a kind of grinding? When the morning sun shines through the rain and dew on your face, and the fresh air comes to your nose, do you think that this is also a kind of happiness, a wonderful ......?Perhaps, you will also find that, in fact, happiness, is also very simple......

Go with friends to let your mind fly, appreciate the graceful and magical nature, listen to the songs of nature, and reminisce about the simplicity of nature, you will also feel relaxed and happy. Swallow the fragrance of flowers in the embrace of nature, roll on the soft grass, pluck a small wildflower and pin it to your hair, say hello to the lake with a smile, and feel a happy ...... that belongs to nature only

In the fields, the green vegetable fields are endless, and the golden cauliflower shows tenderness in the breeze, and the wind is mixed with a faint wheat fragrance. Sit under the acacia tree and listen to the moving and legendary stories, and let your hair fly in your ears ......The stream flowed slowly, as if singing a childhood ballad: "Shake, shake, shake to the ...... of Grandma's Bridge."”

I suddenly found that the world was so beautiful, the sky was such a basket, the white clouds were so leisurely, and I was so happy.

Behind my house is a small hill with trees and grass, which is beautiful and quiet, and it is a happy place for me and my friends. Spring is coming, the hillside is green, tender green leaves, green grass, especially clumps of small bamboo, tall and delicate, branches of small bamboo shoots out of the ground, one by one to grow upward, as if to grow faster and taller than anyone else. After a spring rain, a clear spring flows down from the mountain.

The playful snail slowly climbed to the small bamboo shoots and tree poles, and the naughty little frog lay on the bamboo leaves, because it was very small, ** and green, it was difficult to find without careful observation. There are also a lot of flowers here, and the most blooming locust tree flowers, bunches of white ones, exude fragrance, attracting a lot of bees.

In the summer, many small animals grow here. In the early morning, small birds chirp and fly around in the woods. In the morning, at eight or nine o'clock, the little ants on the tree poles crawl out of their nests to start a busy day.

In the afternoon, I kept singing among the trees. In the evening, the gnats and some unknown little bugs began a chorus. The fireflies were also busy, shining and flying around in the trees and bushes.

We come here a lot to play. Here, we put together beautiful patterns with branches. Here, we observe small animals such as praying mantis and butterflies to learn about their living habits.

Here, we dug up some fine, clay soil and used it to knead fuwa, pandas, bowls and pots, and the things that were made out of this mud would not crack. Here, we played a game of hide and seek, and when we were tired of playing, we washed our faces and hands with the mountain spring, and lay down on the grass for a while.

It's full of the joy of our childhood.

Happiness that should not be lost.

When I was a child, I listened to others and learned to be happy. When I am no longer an innocent child, the solemn balance in my heart has long been biased towards the end of the high school entrance examination, no matter how anti-induction education is in my heart, but I am willing to be a slave of scores. After all, in the less than a few months before the high school entrance examination, to criticize the test-oriented education, such a person is either too individualistic or crazy.

But I clearly know that this kind of learning has made me lose the joy of learning. I was confused or numb to the pressure of exams, and sometimes I was in a daze even while eating.

Some people say that life is incomplete without going through such exams again and again. I am very conflicted, because I am about to go through this journey that will enrich my life, but I am afraid of exams and high school entrance examinations from the bottom of my bones, and no matter how high my grades are, I will not be able to find the joy of studying again. What made me lose the joy of learning?

I guess that's something I can't express, but it's not just a superficial exam. Just as history has endowed us with an ancient civilization, the vicissitudes of 5,000 years have made us more mature, but I sometimes complain that China should not have such a profound cultural heritage, because it is precisely this that assimilates our thoughts.

Every time we mention history, we talk about a long civilization, and every time we mention China, we say that the land is vast and rich, and the editing of history textbooks is more exciting. Every time we talk about the splendor of history, we are splashed with thick ink, and when we talk about historical shame, we cherish ink like gold. Let me have nothing else in my mind except the national heroes Yue Fei and Zheng Chenggong.

The reprinted history textbooks gave me a sense of repetitive history.

I can't help but laugh when I memorize this kind of historical knowledge. What kills our joy of learning? Is the purpose of our study to transfer the language of the book to the test paper through our heads?

All of a sudden, I lost my courage. I think of what a classmate once said: "If there is no exam, there is no oppression, I will like to study." "It's not so ridiculous.

Whether the road behind me is colorful or desolate, I only know when I walk by, maybe when I pass by with the present future, everything is another scenery, and I will generate different feelings. The joy of learning, no, and I don't want to lose it.

Life is unpredictable, it is like the boundless sea, sometimes calm, sometimes huge waves crashing on the shore, but in my life I have encountered all kinds of thorns and bumps.

It was a dim morning and we had an English test. It was also at that time that I was nervous and faced the test of setbacks - I failed the exam. Hearing this, my heart was like a knife, and sharp arrows seemed to pierce my young heart from all directions.

Why the result of every exam is "bruised all over the body", it is really terrible, too terrifying, and I remember the taste of it. Subsequently, I reflected on myself and tried to find my own shortcomings and flaws.

But how should I deal with setbacks, is it avoidance? Is it sinking? No, the key is to look at your own choice, I think; Life is accumulated by countless setbacks, if you can't withstand the wind and waves, many hardships and dangers, you will not be able to overcome yourself, and be overwhelmed and succumb.

In fact, setbacks are not necessarily bad, but wealth. Later, because of setbacks and failures in my studies, I knew how to hold the canoe that was driving against the current, how to guard against arrogance and rashness, keep improving, and know how to stand up again in the valley to meet more challenges.

It doesn't matter if you fail, pick yourself up again. Sunshine is always after the wind and rain, and no one will succeed casually. I firmly believe that the rainbow after the wind and rain is always the most beautiful setbacks are inevitable on the road of life, and we should not be discouraged when we encounter setbacks.

The setback itself is not terrible, but the terrible thing is to suffer a setback and then collapse. We should maintain an optimistic spirit in dealing with setbacks, so that we can move from failure to success. Even in good times, be prepared to endure danger in times of peace.