Happy color

Happiness goes hand in hand, and what is missing is the eye that is found. Scholars say: happiness is the pale yellow of the scent of the book; the businessman said: happiness is the light green of the hundred dollar bill; the peasant said: happiness is the golden color of the rice scent. I began to look for my own happiness.

I remember in my hometown, once, my good friend and I found many ants of different sizes and shapes. He greeted the idea of ​​peeing and drowning ants. I was scrutinizing their textures and observing the scenes of their food, but he was already ready. Before I stood up, there was a violent force hitting the back of my head. In this way, I became a shield, and the ants were all safe and sound... I stood up in anger, and he saw this and ran back home. I rushed home to clean up. Washed and screamed. Didn't wait for me to open again, a familiar voice to wear: "I'm sorry! I am too anxious, we are still good friends, okay?" "Oh... I am not angry, we are still good friends. Pull back and hang I can't change for a hundred years..." Recalling the scene of his apologizing at the time. I found out that our friendship is deep and friendship is like gold. Happiness is this glittering golden yellow.

Every day after school, I will always have a meal in my nose. I was hooked into the kitchen by rice, mother: "Today, the dishes and soups are all new, how are you so god!" Mom showed a happy smile, lovely smile. Until one time, I met an aunt and mother and asked where they went. Auntie directly said the truth: "It’s not your mother who is pestering me to find my friend to learn cooking." My mother looked at me very surprised, but still did not have to show a row of teeth. Now every day, I see my mother picking up the silver-plated kitchen knife. I feel happy: happiness is the dazzling silver that is full of vegetables.

Now, I have found my own happiness, that is basketball. Since I learned the ball once, I scored a lot of points by playing a lot of balls with the other games. I feel that my basketball career has begun. Since then, my love for basketball has only increased. I am determined to play better. And every day, I practice the ball almost every day. When I was in a bad mood, my first choice was to pick up the basketball and walk to the place where I was boiling. I will soon forget the troubles, even in the rain, I enjoy the fun that basketball brings to me. In the sunset... I was stretched with the shadow of the ball. Happiness is the fire red that inspired me.

It turns out that happiness is colorful. Happiness is like a friend, a landscape that you will encounter in life. Picking up the toes, we can get closer to happiness.

Instructor: Yang Jingdong

The third day: Feng Shuai