Happiness is the warm spring breeze caressing, melting the ice and snow all year round; Happiness is when you suddenly see a red plum standing proudly in the snow-covered mountains; Happiness is the first smoke you see in the hungry and cold desert ... Being a happy person will make life colorful! There is a little angel in my life. When I saw him, I seemed to see a sunny spring. His name is Fengfeng.

Occasionally, I see him in the hospital. The corners of his mouth are rising, the radian is beautiful, and his smile is as bright as spring, but there are a few puffy bags on his forehead. I think that must be the mark when he hung glucose. Suddenly, a picture appeared in front of my eyes, and 3-year-old Feng Feng was crying all the time. Stabbed by the doctor again and again, that miserable, screaming cry makes people feel like a knife. But the pain is only an instant, and in an instant, he becomes a little angel that everyone loves.

Strange to say, he doesn't call his sister. He calls every sister by her name and asks him to call her sister. He didn't call her, just called "Yingying". Maybe he thought her sister was Yingying! How funny!

You see, at the moment, his little hand is holding this stick (used to hang grape bottles in hospitals). She started spinning and shaking and turned to someone. I thought there would be some public outrage, but the whole audience laughed. Even if the silence of the hospital is repeatedly emphasized, isn't it? I saw Fengfeng smile more heartily!

On the one hand, if pessimists come to the Spring Garden one day and see colorful flowers and dancing butterflies instead of broken branches and garbage in the corner, you will become the front of a new generation and a new generation of happy angels.