The autumn wind is bleak and the leaves are colorful.
Wandering vagabonds wander about.
Happiness is looking back at that moment.
Parents' smiling concern
The lonely mountain wild crane is withered and beautiful.
The moon shines every year.
Happiness is knocking at the door with close friends.
Bring wine with you to ask questions
The wall is empty and the shadows are in pairs.
Sigh lonely monastery
Happiness is a room full of incense.
Flowers, wine and company.
(Vernacular: Happiness is the silent efforts of parents, happiness is the nagging of the elderly, and happiness will not be empty because of loneliness. The first one is a little selfish. ) What is happiness?
The autumn wind is bleak and the leaves are colorful.
Wandering vagabonds wander about.
Happiness is looking back at that moment.
Parents' smiling concern
The lonely mountain wild crane is withered and beautiful.
The moon shines every year.
Happiness is knocking at the door with close friends.
Bring wine with you to ask questions
The wall is empty and the shadows are in pairs.
Sigh lonely monastery
Happiness is a room full of incense.
Flowers, wine and company.
(Vernacular: Happiness is the happiness of parents, and it is the warmth nestled in the warm arms of mothers;
Happiness depends on the sweetness of lovers' broad shoulders;
Happiness is the kindness to touch a child's delicate skin;
Happiness is respect for watching parents' vicissitudes.
What is happiness?
Happiness is a mystery. You ask a thousand people to answer, and there will be a thousand answers.
Someone once said: "True happiness can't be described, only experienced. The deeper the experience, the more difficult it is to describe, because true happiness is not a collection of facts, but a continuation of a state. " Happiness is not for others, and it has nothing to do with what others say. The important thing is that your heart is full of happy sunshine, that is to say, happiness is in your own hands, not in the eyes of others. Happiness is a feeling, which should be pleasant, comfortable and sweet.
Happiness is when I can't see you, I can comfort myself: it's good to miss you quietly like this. Happiness is that I am always tied to you, even if you are not by my side.
Happiness is that whenever I think of you, the air is filled with the feeling of spring.
Happiness: No matter how stormy it is outside, you will know that there is always a cup of hot coffee waiting for you at home.
Happiness is that people who love each other are not tired of looking at each other when they are old. Happiness means being together all the time, and the days together are a lifetime, from earth to heaven ... References:
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