A composition about happiness

Time flies like water, and I have grown up. Memory is a leaf that opens my diary every day. When I see it, my mood will always become blue and transparent, and it will wash away the loss and worries that have settled in my heart. This is a feeling of happiness.

-inscription

Valentine's Day, the streets of Los Angeles, crowded people, the figure of young lovers, gorgeous roses, attractive chocolates and exquisite couple ornaments ... all these make Xi feel sad and want to escape. This annual nerve-racking day.

Unconsciously, I became an abandoned person, a little deliberately. This once happy and enthusiastic girl seems to be stopped by love. At this point, Xi 'er's face is full of despair, but who knows Xi 'er's mind?

At the corner of the street, a dying rose was abandoned. Xi picked it up pitifully, but all the petals were scattered from time to time. Xi hurried to pick it up and only caught one. Suddenly, my heart ached and I felt tears in my eyes. Hey, how long has it been? Don't go near roses, don't go near flaming red. Xi 'er regards himself as a shell, shuts all his love out of the shell, and insists on sealing up his heart and a past event, which is unforgettable.

Feng, her lover, met in Los Angeles. This is a city full of ambiguity. People say it is the most suitable place for lovers to live. It is leisurely, quiet and affectionate. They snuggled together, whispering and whispering, and couldn't finish many sweet words. They set off fireworks together and design the future together. ...

Maybe it's too happy to make God jealous. Xi never thought that one day the wind would leave her, but this day was inevitable. Maybe love is too strong and suffocating. Wind, sudden breakup, no reason, just saying it's inappropriate. Let Xi's tears flow nowhere. Cheeks or heart. Xi' er didn't know, and finally chose to let go and choose silence. On the way back, the sun was so dazzling that Xi could hardly open his eyes. ...

Half a year has passed, at this time, Xi Er, looking at the petals in her hand, is as smooth as red silk, and can't help smelling them. The faint fragrance is very clear. In the sky, the sun is blocked by clouds, and there is a slight wind blowing around. Xizi clenched the petals, took a step and made her way forward. A hurried figure rushed out of the corner and Xi 'er was knocked to the ground. Oh, my god Is it the wind? Slightly tilted corners of the mouth, scared a little overwhelmed, a tall, sunny boy! Just like the wind, Xi Er couldn't speak any more. Tears finally fell down and she cried. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, what can I do for you? Can I give you a lift home? ..... "What is he talking about? Go back? Hal stood up obediently, with a smile on his lips and an impulse in his heart. She spread out her palm, handed the petals and whispered, "Nothing, I can do it myself. I wish you a happy Valentine's Day! "

Xi walked casually, thinking about the wind: hey, Feng, my brother Feng. A pair of strong hands caught her. In front of a bunch of red roses, the boy was as shy as the wind: "I am alone, please allow me to send you back!" " Happy Valentine's Day! "Xi's heart is shaking: Ah, Happy Valentine's Day! Long-lost blessing, she saw the boy, like the wind, fiery eyes and brave heart. ...

"My name is Luo, Luo from Los Angeles. What's your name? " "Xi Er", Xi Er replied flatly. . On the way to send her son back to school, Luo told her that he went to school in Yangzhou, because he had the same name as Los Angeles, and Los Angeles was close to Yangzhou, so he often came here to play ... In this way, I met Luo. Later, Luo returned to Yangzhou with his son's contact information.

Time flies, and it's snowing season in a blink of an eye. Xi 'er sat by the window silently and wrote: When the last leaf came, the cold winter came again … I know my body will not be well in winter … No matter how to protect it, cold air will still invade my body. However, I still like the snow in winter … I don't know why … Maybe it was windy in the snow season last year, but now …

It's snowing, and I feel that the whole world is very quiet. Looking at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, I forget the bitterness of love and physical discomfort …

My heart is calm … although I can't stand the temperature, I still want to touch the flying snowflake, which is so beautiful …

When the snow falls behind, I can bid farewell to the past … the world of love is in full bloom, watching everything from a distance, only remembering that fanaticism. Pile my love in my memory and give it to the next season ... I can give myself the sadness at the moment of falling snow!

When the seasons keep changing to bid farewell to the past, it seems a little less firm …

Only in this lonely season, give yourself the last chance to bid farewell to the past!

Close the diary, turn on the music, or Stephanie's song "Start to Understand":

I didn't turn around.

The cruelest moment

Watch you go quietly

Nothing like me.

It turns out that people will become gentle.

It is transparent. I see.

Love is fluid.

involuntary

Why are you so excited to ask why?

I believe you're just afraid of hurting me.

You didn't lie to me.

I love you very much. Who will give up?

Shake my dreams.

Declare that happiness will not come.

Forgive with a sad smile

Also crossed

It's good to have yesterday.

But tomorrow is my own.

Began to understand that happiness is a choice.

……….

Still so sad, still so stinging Xi's heart. Xi vowed never to do this again and never to torture himself for an unworthy person.

I have known Luo for almost a year, and Luo's meticulous concern for her son has always been in her heart. Sometimes Luo Zhen is very moved, but they never mentioned love to each other. Maybe this is a restricted area, and no one dares to touch it casually.

Today, it is another Valentine's Day. Early in the morning, my son received a short message from Luo. Let's meet on the street where we met on Valentine's Day. Xi 'er tidied up and went to see the boy like a gust of wind.

Walking in the street, couples in pairs, everywhere filled with Valentine's Day celebrations. But all this will make Xi 'er sad. Another short message, or Luo's, "Turn left at the next intersection".

Turn left, a bunch of red roses is in front of Xi. Happiness came a little suddenly, which made Xi feel at a loss. Luo tapped on the head. "Silly girl, how silly?" Xizi didn't come back until now. After receiving the rose, Luo gently held her son in her arms. "Time will let you know about love. Time can prove love or overthrow it. There is no kind of sadness that time cannot alleviate.

If time can't make you forget those people you shouldn't remember, what's the point of our lost years? Wouldn't it be great if all the sadness, pain and failure were false? Unfortunately, there are many false feelings and false meanings in the world, but their pain, failure and sadness are always real! Joy, let me take care of you, okay? ""well "evening son SOB replied. ...

"Once we didn't understand love, so we hurt each other. Today, we have experienced a lot, no longer naive, but scattered all over the world. Flowers bloom and fall, cherish each other.

In my hesitation, we once gambled with each other all our lives, cherished each other and never gave up. Because we can't be like before. This is the end. Although reluctant, but still have to give up, because letting go is also a kind of love and wind. I hope you are happy, that's enough. At least, when we are in old age, memories are sweet.

In fact, love cannot be perfect from the day it ends. Therefore, resentment or regret, in short, is too much, it will not be satisfied. Therefore, it is better to hide your regrets, which may be like wine. The longer, the better. At least, you can feel at ease, without some resentment and hatred. Happiness in the past is like quicksand. I thought I could hold it tightly, but the painful discovery spilled all over the floor. Goodbye, Feng. "Evening son gently closed the diary.

Reality has real space, and dreams are not easy to realize. I woke up and found myself beside happiness all the time. Happiness is really a fragile luxury, even if it is held in the palm of your hand, it may still be broken. If you can't get happiness, then try to live quietly and live with a clear conscience!

Hold Luo's hand tightly. Happiness is always around Xi. ...

I still remember that bouncing little girl always looked up at the blue sky with curious eyes, felt an inexplicable kindness and wanted to blend in with that blue; I always like to drill around in the "small house" with my friends and watch naughty raindrops play in the breeze. At that time, the sky was blue and the grass was green. We were really happy at that time.

-P.S.

-Are you satisfied?