There is always a kind of happiness in the heart, and there is often a kind of happiness in the hear

You've been very happy.

It's enviable.

Happiness is like a flower, fragrant. --Inscription.

There is always some happiness in my heart. That's the happiness that my mother, my teachers, and my friends have given me. Happiness is like a drizzle, irrigating the heart and making the flower of the soul bloom forever; Happiness is like a breeze, blowing green trees and making the tree of the soul evergreen; Happiness is like the sun, illuminating the darkness and slowly melting my cold heart.

Sweet bliss.

There is always a bit of sweet happiness in my heart. That's the happiness my mother brought me. It was your tenderness that warmed me, it was your earnest teaching that nurtured me, and it was you who had a great impact on my life.

When I am wronged, it is you who comfort me; When I am troubled, you are the one who removes my worries; When I am stuck, you are the one who solves my problems; When I'm confused, you're the one who helps me.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world! "I don't have any reason not to work hard, for your smiling face, for my future, for that feeling of happiness, all good things will shine in the sweat of hard work. Your sweet happiness remains in my heart.

Sincere happiness.

Your sincerity makes me remember you, my friend. When I fall, you stretch out your hands for me; When I am sad, you send me a ray of comfort; When you are proud, remind me; Give me encouragement when you have low self-esteem.

Every joy is indispensable for your company; Every joy is indispensable. I still remember the time when I poured out my heart to you, and you listened attentively; I still remember that time when we had a conflict, and finally got along. You are my bosom friend.

Without your company, my song of life would not be pleasant; Without your company, my tree of life would be flawed. Your sincere happiness remains in my heart.

Kind bliss.

The lights bleached the walls, and the dust and frost burned the temples. Three-foot podium, you burned the teacher's youth! The waist is no longer straight, but it lets the dreams fly. Teacher, it is you who sing the song of happiness for me with your true feelings.

I will never forget your encouraging eyes when I was embarrassed; Your lovely smiling face when I fell off in grades. When I repaid you with a ray of sunshine in my hand, you smiled kindly, and I felt extremely happy. Your kind happiness remains in my heart.

There is always a bit of happiness left in my heart, and that is my mother's love; There is always one sincerity in my heart, and that is the company of friends; There is always a smile left in my heart, and that is the kind smile of the teacher; There is always some happiness left in my heart, which is family, friendship and teacher-student relationship, which will always bring me light and warmth.

Happiness is good. Hope you are happy and happy forever.

Some people think that happiness is money, some people think that happiness is smile, and some people think that happiness is having everything.

Everyone's understanding of happiness is different.

The poor think that happiness is food and clothing, sunshine, and happiness when they see a green harvest.

A long time ago, on a remote mountain, there used to be a husband and wife, they worked every day at sunrise and sunset, and lived a happy life, they had a big yard, there were a lot of poultry in it, and they also had a watchdog, which was a big Tibetan Ao.

They eat the crops they grow, they wear their own sewn clothes, and their faces are full of their own countenance. They respected each other and encouraged each other until they were in their eighties, and one day a reporter went to interview them. The reporter asked; "What do you think happiness is".

They looked at each other and smiled. Singing and speaking in harmony; "Happiness is very simple, you don't need to deliberately look for it, he is often lurking around you, the happiness of the two of us is like the stars in the sky, innumerable, our happiness is the taste of coarse porridge when eating, the crowing of the rooster at dusk, and the cool ...... under the big tree on a summer nightThe reporter nodded thoughtfully; "It turns out that this is also a kind of happiness".

On the other side of the mountain, there was a rich man, in his fifties, who always put himself into his work because he believed that happiness was about being rich. But when he made a lot of money, he was not happy at all every day, but felt more tired. So he brought a lot of money to find happiness, and when he saw everyone, he would ask, do you know what happiness is?

But no one told him. When he was depressed, he came across a woodcutter, so he stopped the woodcutter and asked. The woodcutter said earnestly; "Happiness is to let go of the money in your hands, you can't get happiness in money, happiness is to do what you want to do, my happiness is very simple, I live happily every day, because I am very relaxed, I am not bound by money".

So the rich man gave the money to the poor people. He built a bungalow on the mountain, and he felt happiness and joy that he had never felt before.

He shouted towards the mountain; "It's also a kind of happiness".

It is also a kind of happiness, a happiness that is both easy and simple.