Write a 700 essay on the topic of Happiness is More Than Perfection and do it in half an hour to k

When I was a child, under the clear blue sky, breathing in the oncoming sea breeze, I squinted at the blue sky, and I saw the angel smiling in the clouds. She said: Child, sometimes it is inevitable that this world hurts, when you inadvertently hurt others, please don't run away, only face it bravely, repent and correct it with a pious heart, you will be relieved, and you will find the most perfect ...... of happiness

Clay waiting for creation.

Push open the window, and outside is a bustling world. Through the window, my heart was confused. That inadvertent injury turned us into strangers. I was at a loss.

Mom said: Forget it if you lose it, let's do a good job of studying!

My cousin said, "Doesn't that mean your friendship is not strong enough?" In that case, why bother?

Netizens said: Whatever she does! You have the beat of your own life anyway.

But can I really do that? Faced with the inevitable negligence in the journey of life again and again, from the original self-blame, shame, and wanting to make up for it, to the later fear and avoidance, and then to the final indifference. Isn't this the metamorphosis of human nature?

The world is so big, we often inadvertently lose the road to happiness, and often lose our souls at the fork in happiness. However, our youth should be a clay waiting for our own creation, and it is up to us to decide whether it is delicate or crude, and how can we give up the reason for making it a masterpiece because of our own cowardice, because of the gradual indifference of our hearts?

My happiness became clear.

The sun shone on the free air, but I was suffocated by such inadvertentness. I thought I could, I could ignore her sadness, because it was just a mistake. But why can't I let go?

Those eyes full of grievances must be the heaviest point of my soul, right?

When we meet again, the sun shines and is mottled. As I was about to pass by, I finally spoke: "Fei, I'm sorry.

She shuddered slightly, turned her head, and looked at me in dismay. I looked directly into her eyes, and the corners of my mouth rose slightly: "Although the last incident was just my unintentional mistake, it hurt you, I'm sorry, can we go back to the past?"

Faye finally opened her arms, and we hugged each other tightly.

At that moment, the wind was whirling.

Now, I am finally relieved, and those simple little happiness have also been found by me. I can have a clear conscience, and I can follow freely. Because my happiness should be ......full of confidence, courage, calmness, and sincerity

Two girls in the sun are smiling like flowers, with bright eyes and bright teeth, what is more perfect than the happiness brought by bravely facing mistakes?

I seem to have returned to my simple childhood, and I seem to see the pure smile of an angel again. Compared with the ignorance of childhood, I now know better that only by bravely facing my own mistakes, and not letting numbness and indifference encroach on the pure land of the soul, can you find perfect happiness, a simple and beautiful life, and a frank and fresh pursuit in the corners of the world.

Write according to your own feelings and slowly enter the world of your heart.

My family is an ordinary family of three, a very warm family, I am a high "God" in the hearts of my parents, they care about me, take care of me, love me, and give everything for me unconditionally.

My mom has a hard working hand, and she does the housework in the house. Every morning, I dimly feel that when my mother is away, she has always started the day's hard work. When I opened my eyes, I could see my mother's back running back and forth through the window.

I looked back and saw that all the dirty clothes I had changed in the shower last night were gone, and when I looked for them, I found that they were all fluttering in the wind on the hanger, and this was all due to my mother. Every day's breakfast, lunch, and dinner are the fruits of my mother, and I often rush up like a hungry wolf when it is time to eat, pick up a pair of chopsticks and start to gobble up, and my mother's food is very delicious, and I feel very satisfied every time I eat. My mother was busy from morning to night, all so that I could grow up quickly.

Mom was sometimes as innocent as a little girl, secretly whispering behind my father's back with me, and holding my arm and saying that it was a little secret between the two of us. Sometimes, when the two of us go out shopping, we always hold hands and move forward together.

My dad was a nagger, but I knew he cared about me too. I was a careless kid who always lost everything, and I remember one time when I was sorting out my schoolbag before school, thinking I had everything I needed to bring with me, and I didn't check if I missed anything. The next morning, we were having breakfast, and my dad reminded me to check my bag and asked me:

There are no language books, math books, stationery boxes, erasers, ......I said impatiently, "Okay, okay, bring it all." Dad continued to ask

There is no red scarf, the key ......"I suddenly remembered that I didn't bring a red scarf and a key, so I hurriedly stood up and looked everywhere, thinking that I was almost late, what should I do? Mom and Dad were also anxious to look for me everywhere at this time, Mom found the red scarf, Dad also found the key, and helped me carefully put it in my schoolbag ......No matter the rain or snow, my father would always take me to school, and on the way to school, my father would continue to nag: "When you get to school, you have to study hard, and you have to listen to the teacher.......""I can recite it backwards, and my ears are calloused, but I know that this is my father's love for me.

My mom and dad are the most ordinary parents in the world, doing some of the most ordinary little things, but I know it's all love, full of love. I was lucky to be their daughter. I'm so proud to have such a mom and dad! Be proud!

First of all, I should write more praise for others, then write about praise for my parents, why praise should be explained with examples, and finally write that parents should be praised, children are often praised, then parents should also have this right!

I'd like to go into a little more detail. How many words. What level you want, what you are used for. For example, it is a few grades. The requirements of the article are not the same, and the writing is also different. It's just that the title can't be written by hand. What grade is this, right?

That rock has no transfer, so what about you, hahaha?