The happiness of angels

Someone woke up with the spring breeze in June

Recall all the moments in your life

And walk into your own garden

Found that the flowers there are very complicated

They have already passed youth

Ready to accept the baptism of the storm

An ordinary day

She is always the same

Walk to your own garden for a walk

But in the deep corner

Regained happiness

a rag doll in the mud

This is her 5 years old

Hard to ask her mother to buy her

She doesn't know how her family is.

Mom bought her.

When she knows it all

Determined to study hard

Repaying parents

She buried it at the age of 8

I never thought about it again in the future.

Only found this moment

It’s still happy.

It has been waiting to be discovered by others

But only time

Maybe forever

Or maybe it’s a moment

Happiness is a gift from angels

She only gives to those who care

Happiness is everywhere

Let yourself discover