I don’t like stamps, ancient coins, or porcelain. I just like to collect erasers, greeting cards, and hairpins, which seem to have no collection value at all.
My cousin laughed at me for being stupid - what's the use of collecting such worthless things? My father criticized me for being ignorant and charged me with playing with things to lose one's ambition.
But I still enjoy it and continue to add to my collection.
Just like Li Shizhi, who drank from the Eight Immortals, likes to collect wine vessels, I was once crazy about the colorful Barbie dolls. While Li Shizhi was reciting Penglai Zhan, Haichuan snail, *zizao, manjuanhe... while I was dressing up my Barbie dolls, I called their names affectionately: Yinghu, Muxue, Qinglan... Red lips, dark eyebrows, gold hairpins and jade pendants, green shirts and red sleeves, every most dazzling image is expressed by me on them. All that is left is for them to come out of the palace and talk to me.
Occasionally, I saw a few lines like this in a book: The so-called beauty uses flowers as appearance, birds as voice, the moon as god, willow as form, jade as bones, and ice and snow. Take the skin as the skin, the autumn water as the posture, and the poetry as the heart. I was overjoyed and desperately thought that this sentence was specially written for my Barbie doll. I wanted to have it engraved on my desk for appreciation at all times.
After my cousin went to Beijing to study, he often wrote to me. Once, a few red maple leaves from Yanqi Lake were included in the letter. I couldn't put it down and started my poetic journey of collecting leaves from then on.
Taking advantage of the early autumn, I wandered in parks, streets, and communities, looking for the beautiful shadows of fallen leaves, and looking forward to the arrival of late autumn day and night. So, tung leaves, ginkgo leaves, maple leaves and many leaves that I couldn't name lay in my drawer, and my room seemed to be dyed with a hazy golden color, exuding the fresh fragrance of autumn.
I also learned from the people of the Tang Dynasty who wrote poems on red leaves to find close friends, and expressed my feelings on the leaves. During the summer solstice, the lotus blooms brightly, the dragonflies tend to be late, the water is deep and shallow, the boat is rocking, the mountains are thick and the mountains are lightly dyed with green mist. These sentences that have neither rhyme nor meaning were all written at that time. However, the soulmate was not found, and collecting the leaves was like wine, getting thicker and thicker.
Whenever someone asks to see my collection, I proudly display it as if it were a great art treasure and introduce the historical origins of my collection to the visitor.
Now that time has passed, collecting has become the happiest thing in childhood for me. When I think of my lovely collection again, there will be a smile on my lips. Not just collections, the joy of collecting will always be treasured in my heart along with them.
Collecting my own happiness Composition 2: I collect happiness
At home, when I saw the stamps collected by my parents, I saw a rich and wonderful world. At school, I saw the animal and plant specimens collected by some classmates, and I felt the beauty of nature. So, I also want to collect a kind of treasure, but what should I collect? This gives me a lot of headaches. After some hard thinking, I finally thought of a good way: I want to use a favorites to collect my happiness.
Soon, I bought a favorite. Look! Its outer surface is a white base, with a blue sky above it and a few emerald green leaves in the middle. On the two leaves in the middle, I solemnly wrote the word "happiness" in red. In the favorites, I designed three well-proportioned sections: happy life, happy honors, and happy memories. Although the production is exquisite, the disadvantage is that it is full of blanks. So, I stepped up my collection.
At the poetry recital, I recited the song "I am proud, I am Chinese" passionately. I won the first prize in the school's poetry recital of singing about the motherland. Isn't this happiness? Isn't this happiness? I put the award certificate into the Happy Honors section. My happy collection took the first step. My homework was published in the school newspaper. Isn't this another joy? I immediately put the newspaper into the Happy Honors section, and wrote a sentence in Happy Life: Today my essay was published in the newspaper. I tasted the joy of success and felt the joy of growth. I am so happy!
During the summer vacation, I participated in the Beijing summer camp organized by the Municipal Youth League Committee. We visited the Forbidden City and felt the long history and profoundness of Chinese traditional culture; in Tiananmen Square, we watched the flag-raising ceremony and experienced what nobility and pride are; on the Peking University campus, we were baptized by the spirit of freedom and democracy; in the Olympic Village , we visited the Bird's Nest and felt the prosperity and strength of the motherland... At the same time, I also took a lot of photos. When I got home, I opened my favorites and put the photo in the happy memories. In the photo, I was smiling and very happy. I wrote another paragraph in Happy Life to record what I gained from this trip to Beijing.
Collection does not necessarily have to be expensive.
Isn’t it good to have fun collecting? It can make us happy every day and make us more optimistic!