Appreciation of prose describing happiness?

Happiness is like a cup of fragrant tea. A slow drink, faint fragrance refreshing, pleasant and comfortable. I hope what I bring you below is useful to you.

Chapter 1: Happiness

Happiness is a lover's quiet hands when he gets up every day. Happiness is a reminder of every word when he travels far away. Happiness is a cup of ginger juice when he has a cold, a bowl of steaming mushroom soup, a peeled apple, a small cup of peeled chestnut kernels, and a free blue sky given by his lover. Happiness is tolerance, understanding, trust and understanding. -inscription

one

Early in the morning, in a daze, I was awakened by a tiny voice. Hazy, tired, I opened my eyes and found it was dark around the bedroom. I vaguely saw him groping for his clothes in the dark and then walked out of the bedroom.

I was awakened by the sound of him dressing and tearing his clothes to pieces. In fact, his every movement is very careful and his voice is very small, but I have been sleeping very quietly and can hear a little subtle sound.

I watched him go out of the bedroom, but I didn't tell him that I was awake.

Over the years, countless times in this morning, I found that when he got up in the morning, he never turned on the light and didn't wear clothes. He was very careful ... I knew he was afraid of waking me up.

And I, even though I have been awakened by this little voice, can't say a word anymore. Every time, I silently watched him gently open the door and then carefully close the door. I would like to appreciate a touch of emotion in this silence. I want him to think that I'm still asleep and I'm not awakened by him.

I think, perhaps, in such countless early mornings, I really didn't wake up and still fell asleep quietly.

Suddenly surrounded by a feeling called moving, maybe happiness is as simple as that.

two

It has always been believed that happiness means having a romantic love, walking hand in hand with the beloved in the ancient city of Dali, feeling the charm of the ancient country of Nanshao, and climbing the sacred mountain of Naxi nationality-Yulong Snow Mountain, which is known as the "Oriental Switzerland". I always thought that happiness was washing my hands with holy water in butterfly spring, a holy place for men and women, tasting Bai three tea on a big cruise ship in Erhai Lake, and staying at a seaside resort at night.

It has always been thought that two people can turn the world's largest prayer wheel together, walk three times in front of the Three Pagodas in Dali with their hands folded, and make sincere wishes to each other is the greatest happiness; It has always been thought that it is also a kind of happiness to be able to hike in the virgin forest of Xishuangbanna, get in touch with nature at zero distance, call in the mountains and listen to the echoes floating in the mountains.

It has always been thought that it is a kind of happiness to drive to the Peach Blossom Garden with your beloved when spring is blooming, to appreciate the peach blossoms everywhere, to pick the unknown wild flowers everywhere, to see the grass roots jointing in spring, to bathe in the spring breeze and to feel the sunshine; I always thought that when two people got old and returned to our old house, they would feel safe. They will watch the winter fire side by side, one will talk about the past quietly, the other will listen quietly, or they will sit by the window and watch the snowflakes at dusk in winter and enjoy the gorgeous dance of snowflakes quietly in a holy world.

I always thought that my beloved accompanied me to the seaside to watch the ebb and flow of the tide, watch the clouds roll and relax, catch the sea to watch the sunrise, and carefully pick up shells. Or stay with me, accompany me to read literature and enjoy paintings, revel in every Qingming Festival, cook rain at any time, and don't talk about vicissitudes.

There are many standards of happiness in my heart. ...

three

In fact, the happiness I feel has always been full of romantic feelings, and there is no desire for money and material needs in my romance. My dream is pure, without a trace of dust.

In Dali, an ancient country, I am visiting Yulong Snow Mountain alone, and I am watching it alone. Butterfly spring, I wash my hands and put my hands together when I turn the prayer wheel. I am praying alone, and I can only hear myself calling in the forest of Xishuangbanna ... So, in my romantic and happy kingdom, half the sky is missing, so happiness is always mixed with a little helplessness and understandable regret.

Am I happy? Is this the happiness I want? I am still asking myself. What is happiness? I thought hard and searched for some time.

Later, I found that I grafted my happiness into my dream. Dreams have many unrealistic things. I am dreaming, dreaming unrealistic dreams.

Gradually, I began to eat fireworks, and I slowly realized the details of life and personally felt the warmth and coldness of life. In daily life, I deeply feel another kind of happiness beyond my dreams. In the vicissitudes of life, I quietly felt a real taste of happiness.

four

Every time I go on a business trip, he will call me to remind me to take medicine on time. At that time, I was happy in my heart, and I didn't even understand whether my happiness was on this side of the phone or on that side of the phone.

I have a cold, and he will silently cook a bowl of ginger soup and put it in my hand; When I write in the evening, he always brings me the steaming mushroom soup he cooked for me to drink while it is hot. Sometimes I put a peeled apple or a small cup of wrapped chestnut kernels on my computer desk. At that moment, I was happy.

Every night, no matter how late I sleep, he won't blame me. When I turned off the computer, he made the bed and then lay down.

Whenever I say I'm going to visit the old man, no matter how busy he is, he will arrange it and drive me home.

No matter what I want to eat, even if it is late, he will run to the street to buy it for me.

He never stops me when I travel. He said that if he loved me, he would set me free, and he would give me my own sky. ...

Now, I finally understand that in fact, a woman's happiness is to have a caring, caring, understanding and respectful lover, which has nothing to do with looks, status, money, material things and power.

I told him that I wanted to write a book, the name of which was Happiness, which recorded every bit of our life and then released it while I was away.

He said that I would never read this book because I would leave before you.

I said that won't do. I must go first, otherwise, I dare not sleep at night.

Once I joked that in the next life, don't you want to marry a woman like me again? If he doesn't speak, I will hit him on the head and say with a smile that your silence is acquiescence. I am so bad in your heart!

He said slowly, I never believe in an afterlife, so I will treat you in the best way in this life. ...

five

Happiness is just around the corner, but I forgot to pick it up.

Happiness is right in front of my eyes, but I have never found it.

It turns out that the most beautiful language in the world is not a pledge of eternal love, but a little truth. The happiness of life is not an unrealistic yearning, but a sunny garden planted with sincerity.

Today, I am so grateful for the ups and downs that he accompanied me all the way and touched every spring, summer, autumn and winter that we spent together. My life is so rich and beautiful because of this touch.

At this time, I just want to say a word to him: in this world, because of you, a word has appeared in my life, called happiness.

Chapter Two: Feeling Happiness

A drop of dew, a rose, a cool breeze, a lake of spring water. Spring blossoms and everything grows. Occasionally, I will stop in a hurry and watch the clouds fall in Yun Qi. My mood is like being washed by the spring breeze.

When we were alive, we were all on the road, feeling all kinds of things in the world, and things were warm and cold. You may be tired and unhappy. But dear, life is a journey. What we care about is not the destination, but the scenery on the road. A passer-by in a hurry, the so-called happiness, is actually the growth, decay and decline of everything that is skipped in a hurry.

When you set a short-term goal and strive for it, you finally achieve it. Aren't you happy at this time? Buy a cone to eat in your mouth, it is sweet and cold, and the original hot and dry mood becomes extremely calm. Aren't you happy at this time? Listen to your favorite music, buy the clothes you want most, watch the movies you've been wanting for a long time, eat the things you really want to eat, and do the things you like and want to do most. Aren't you happy at this time?

Put these aside and look around you. There are relatives who love you, friends who care about you, classmates and teachers, and those simple and lovely smiles that you like best. They are all around you. Dear, these are all happiness, all your little happiness.

We live in the present, and we shouldn't just see disappointment and sigh, should we? There are so many sweet, happy and cherished things in life, why not look at them and cherish them? Don't say that nothing in life makes you happy. You just don't care. You ignored the happiness. You always cherish things that are unrealistic, can't belong to you, and will only make you black and blue. It is better to cherish what you have, only your little happiness.

So, my friend, don't blindly say that you are an unhappy person. There is too much happiness around you, but you just don't find it. You should let go of your obsession, pause your hasty steps and feel the happiness around you with your heart. You will find that happiness is not in each other.

Chapter Three: Simple Happiness

The moon is bright, the meteor is dotted, and happiness is hidden in the soft light; Breeze slowly, flowers bloom, happiness is hidden in sweet fragrance; Sunny and clear, happiness is hidden in ripples.

What is happiness? It is the flowers and applause of success, the satisfied smile and aftertaste, and the indifference and silence of letting go of honor. Happiness is really simple.

Happiness lies in this life, and those who are satisfied are happy.

It is a kind of happiness to be able to leave behind the dust and soil of thirty fame. You will talk to your soul when you forget your success, instead of enjoying yourself under the aura of fame and fortune, pursuing perfection and better yourself.

Sometimes, letting go is not necessarily giving up, but a broader possession and embracing simple happiness. Master Mo Yan was asked the question of "happiness" many times after he won the Nobel Prize in Literature. He didn't take credit, but modestly replied, "I don't know, I never think about it." He let go of himself who won high honor, and the simple life made him happier and more satisfied. People will be happy only if they become simple. If you can't give up yesterday's wreath, you can't save your strength to marry a new harvest.

It's not that we suffer too much, but that our minds are not open enough; It's not that there is too little happiness, but that you and I haven't lived a simple life yet. Live a simple life, so simple that there is no luxury and relaxation, and you will find that happiness will come soon.

Tolstoy once said, "It is not that I have everything I love, but that what I have is what I love." Determined to have his own happiness, he ran away from home, gave up his aura, ate and slept with farmers, put down his literary masters and excavated materials in his life. In the eyes of others, this life is not worth it, but so what? Getting spiritual happiness on your own is the greatest happiness and satisfaction.

Don't complain that there is too little happiness in life, let yourself have a pair of eyes to feel happy. No one can live a mobile life. Walking through the misty mountains and rivers of Pinghu, you will find that real happiness is very simple. It is the ripple left by the past of 100 yuan, the fragrance when the wind blows through the rose, and the peaceful rest when the butterfly stops on the day lily.

Happiness is Tao Yuanming's meditation of "picking chrysanthemums under the hedge and seeing Nanshan leisurely"; "Dongli wine is fragrant after dusk" is Li Qingzhao's leisure. Looking back seems to be a deep attachment, and remembering it is as safe as smiling. It just hides.

If people can live in such a calm, simple and poetic way, happiness is around.