Happiness is so simple

It’s like a cup of tea. It’s a light time, and it’s light, but love is still in it. It’s found that happiness is full of it.

Light jasmine

"A beautiful jasmine, fragrant and white people boast..." Mom often sang this song when I was a child. The vases at home are always plain jasmine. I am a little tired, let my mother change some colorful flowers, but my mother is stubborn and says nothing to change. This matter has not been mentioned. The hot summer is still a very strong injury and robbed the throne of spring, the air conditioning in the room is working hard. The chilled Coke, who was on the sidelines, took a sip and threw it there. It was really bitter! At this time, I heard a slow and gentle footstep, I guess it is a mother, she is always very gentle. Mom smiled in and walked in, holding a transparent glass jug in his hand and resting on the table. I sat there, but my eyes could not be separated from the small glass pot. The top of the pot was full of heat, and the jasmine was swirling in the water, swirling and clearing. Take a drink, yeah! Really hot! "Mom is really, don't remind me." I still blame my mother, but I found that the tip of my tongue left a trace of sweetness, and my heart was washed away. This made me understand why my mother always puts jasmine in a vase. There is a maternal love in the jasmine. That year, that summer, the cup of jasmine tea, that cool, made me feel so happy.

Rich Kudingcha

It tastes authentic and there is no falsehood. The father, like the Kudingcha, tastes bitter, but it is sweet in his heart.

One night, my father brought back a teapot, which made me feel amazed. Father can never drink tea! Also brought back a pack of unknown tea, the father said to me: "Tea, you want to soak, and use the purple sand pot to soak, the bubble can grow long, the tea scale, do not have to wash." I was surprised, then asked the reason The father was embarrassed and scratched his head and said, "You are going to take the exam. You are always in bad health with coffee at night. It is best to ask Liu Erye next door to talk about it." After that, I turned my head. I secretly wiped away the tears in my eyes. I have to know that my father and Liu Erye have been inconsistent because of some contradictions, and Liu Erye has been arrogant. I dare not imagine how my father’s temper is as tolerable, but he can bear it. It was only for his favorite daughter. In the evening, I drank a pot of bitter, and under the light, the hot air from the spout filled the room, very warm. Take a bite, it is very bitter, and it’s sweet and dark, and the taste of the product is endless. It is bitter. Under the light, I told the story of love, looking at the pot, I found that happiness is so simple.

The faint scent of jasmine tells me that it is the fragrance of flowers, the taste of love, and the fullness of happiness.

The rich Kudingcha tells me that it is the fragrance of the leaves, the taste of love, carrying the full happiness.

It was only at this moment that happiness was found to be so simple.

The third day: Chu Jinxian