1 Feeling happy

Sometimes I feel that the sudden happiness when seeing something interesting will make people feel happy. But now we seem to be increasingly lacking that kind of innocence and happiness. Many things worthy of our joy and joy are hidden in our hearts.

I remember when I was in elementary school, every time school was over, I would go home with a few of my best classmates. A few of us always had the smiles on our faces when school was over, and jumped out of the school gate. There is a not too wide road between the school gate and the station. There is a "front door shop" at the entrance of the alley next to the road opposite. Two of my best friends and I always buy some snacks there, and then sprint to the station not far away to catch up with the slowly approaching bus. In this way, my sprinting level also improves every time I catch up. I am also getting more confident in my sprinting.

After the mid-term exam, the school held a school sports meeting. When registering, the students in our class were very active. However, more than half of the boys in our class were preparing for the 400-meter event and went to sports. There is an endless stream of people signing up for the committee.

The school sports meeting was about to begin. I was a little nervous at the time, and a few drops of sweat appeared on the back of my hands. As soon as the gunshot rang out, the students all rushed to the finish line with all their strength. My My body was a little stiff, which caused me to be a little breathless in the second half. As a result, I was one and a half lengths behind the first place. I ran to the finish line and ended up in 5th place. The teacher was looking at my performance with a frown on his face. But the teacher just called me to the front and said to me gently: "Failure is a common occurrence in military affairs. Come on, you can do it!" After listening to these words, I was like a warrior resurrected on the spot, recalling the memories in my mind. The encouragement given by my classmates, the support given by my teachers, and the years of hard work spent chasing buses to practice sprinting. After resting for a while, the other four classmates and I stood on the track again. We no longer had too many worries and just wanted to enjoy this short journey. The gunshot rang out, and I rushed. At that time, I was thinking about the Japanese soldiers in front of me during the Anti-Japanese War. I rushed hard, and my feet reached the finish line. I rushed to the lawn and lay down. I continued to lie there and felt strong. But happily, at this moment, I feel happy. 2 I feel happy

The green leaves become brighter and brighter under the moisture of rain and dew; the red flowers become more gorgeous in the sunshine. And when you are immersed in the atmosphere of the family, what you gain is more growth - the growth of beauty in your heart.

I still remember the Mid-Autumn Festival that year, the weather was very good. The bright moon hung in the sky, casting a faint halo of light. The clouds in the sky were gathered together, and the moon shed a silky silver light through this thin layer of light smoke. Or there is a pearl-like shimmer on the lake, or the entire lawn is covered with silver gauze like cicada wings. There are scattered boats dotted on the lake in the distance, and the swaying lights add a bit of poetry to this peaceful picture.

In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, people were talking and laughing. A family of five sat together chatting about home affairs and reminiscing about the past. Listening to my grandfather’s stories about the farmland, my mother was laughing at the anecdotes from my childhood. With a sip of tea, I swallowed the hustle and bustle of daily life; the nuts and honey kernels scattered on the table exuded the breath of happiness. The moonlight caressed my face gently, and I felt happy in my heart, feeling beautiful for this home.

But later, everyone became busy. My grandparents moved back to their hometown due to old matters, and my parents often worked hard away from home due to their busy work schedule. Another year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I was alone. I don't understand when my family left me alone. Because of my confusion, I felt angry at my family for being so indifferent.

At night, every house is brightly lit, with people talking and laughing. I was the only one walking along the boulevard. The clouds are drifting into the distance in the breeze, seeming to be conveying blessings to people.

Walking home slowly, there is an extra letter from my hometown in the mailbox, from my grandpa. Not much to say, just a blessing and a reminder to put on more clothes when the weather is cold.

"Didi", I received a text message on my mobile phone: "There is your favorite bean paste pie on the coffee table, try it. - Mom" ??

I suddenly felt more relieved. . No matter how busy my family is, they never forget to think about me. And when they are busy, aren't they working hard for me?

If you think about it carefully, the moon waxes and wanes, but in fact it is always perfect. Our families are separated, but our hearts are always together.

Another ray of moonlight caressed my face, and I felt happy. I felt beautiful for this family and for my own growth. 3 I feel happy

Because of the creek, the rivers and seas can reach far; because of the blue sky, the sun is more brilliant; and it is precisely because of the people who are willing to work behind the scenes that the brilliance of the performers on the stage can be achieved.

December at the end of the year is filled with a joyful atmosphere. Smiling faces of pedestrians can be seen everywhere on the streets and alleys decorated with lights. The New Year's class meeting in the class will be held soon, and I am secretly looking forward to it, hoping to become one of the hosts.

Being the host of the New Year’s class meeting is something I have longed for. Beautiful clothes, beautiful pronunciation, and the attention of the audience... I have hosted several flag-raising ceremonies, so I must be selected.

Imagining myself hosting in front of the stage, I felt very happy.

However, the news came that I was the author of the host article.

"What about the host?" I asked almost anxiously, but I didn't hear my name.

My heart seemed to have sunk to the bottom of the cold sea. It seemed that I had seen others being the center of attention on the stage, but I could only watch from the sidelines, quietly and silently.

While thinking, I glanced at a cheongsam - it was the costume I wore when I performed at the art festival, and my thoughts couldn't help but go back to the past. Before going on stage to perform that day, I waited backstage. Unexpectedly, the backstage was so lively. The props team, the set-up team, the makeup team... everyone is busy non-stop. Although they are behind the scenes, everyone has a happy smile on their face, as if proudly saying: "Even though I am just a behind-the-scenes worker, But being able to contribute silently to the performance is just as happy and worthy of pride.”

I couldn’t help but feel relieved when I thought of this. I sat down at my desk and began to think quietly. Isn't it just as proud to be able to write a wonderful hosting script?

Being willing to stay behind the scenes and be a foil is a kind of mind, a kind of tolerance, and a kind of spirit. Perhaps, when I sit in the audience and watch the host read the manuscript, I will also feel happy that I am a behind-the-scenes worker.

I feel happy when I think of this. 4 I feel so happy

This is an ordinary day in my ordinary life. However, closing the diary of the day I recorded was like tasting a cup of sweet and mellow drink. I once again felt the warmth and beauty of life, and I felt happy.

In the early morning, as usual, my best classmate Xiaomei came to school with me. We were classmates in primary school and junior high school for nine years. We lived in the same community. We often studied and played together. If anyone did something wrong, each other could remind the other. Today, she took out a small triangular box of chocolates from her schoolbag and gave it to me. She said that this was the best chocolate in the world that her uncle brought back from his trip to Switzerland, so she wanted to share it with me. .

Enjoying happiness together and overcoming difficulties together, this is friendship. Can you not feel happy when you feel friendship?

At noon, grandma came to deliver food to me again. Two days ago, I suffered from acute gastroenteritis. I suffered from vomiting and diarrhea. I was hospitalized with diarrhea and did not go to school for one day. I basically recovered the next day. The doctor told me to eat lighter, so my grandma came to deliver food to me at noon. I told her that I was well enough to eat school lunches, but she still came. Listening to grandma's instructions and looking at grandma's leaving back, I couldn't help but moisten my eyes.

My grandparents love me, and my parents love me. This selfless and deep affection moistens the bone marrow and warms the spleen. Can you not feel happy in your heart?

When school was over, Teacher Wang came to the classroom and called me. Standing under the window in the corridor, he took out a piece of paper with the solution to a problem written on it. He said, you were on sick leave that day and lost it. In one class, I didn’t get this question right in my homework. I wanted to give you a lecture to make up for it, but you should see for yourself. You usually learn well and are smart. I believe you will understand it at a glance. He patted my head and said, I have confidence in you, come on!

The teachers are so good. They give you help, trust, encouragement and confidence. Feeling the spring breeze and rain-like love between teachers and students every day, can you not feel happy?

In fact, there is nothing special about this day. However, as long as we taste it with our hearts, we will feel that because of the ordinary and rich friendship, family affection, teacher-student relationship, life becomes so beautiful. . ——Having a happy life, I feel happy... 5 Feeling happy in my heart

Whenever I get a perfect score in an exam, I feel happy in my heart; whenever I do something that helps others, I feel happy in my heart. Every time I eat a lollipop without being discovered by my boss, I feel so happy...

Take eating a lollipop as an example! These days, probably to get back that wonderful feeling of lost childhood, I am obsessed with lollipops. When sugar is in the mouth, saliva keeps producing, and the sweetness keeps spreading. Even after eating it, "the remaining sweetness is not exhausted, and I talk for three days." Lollipops can be said to be the most successful thing invented by mankind: first , the taste is sweet; second, it is easy to hide and carry. In the past few days of research, my friend and I have become more and more skilled in hiding lollipops. Every time we escape the "dazzling eyes" of our boss, we feel happy in our hearts, and we will discuss the next hidden plan after class. .

In order to eat lollipops, we can be said to be fighting to the end with Lao Ban. You are not allowed to eat during class, but you are allowed to eat after class. As soon as the bell rang, we rushed out of class, couldn't wait to tear off the candy wrappers, stuffed the candy into our mouths while carrying the classroom, and chewed it. Every time the lollipop successfully entered our mouths and turned into sugar water and entered our stomachs, we felt happy. Yes, we won the battle with Laoban again.

But there are also times when I am discovered by my boss. For example, during the last exam, I could not withstand the temptation of delicious food. I peeped at my boss behind the scenes, lowering his head to correct homework, and his hand involuntarily touched the lollipop, so I took the first step. When I opened my mouth, two small bags bulged out on both sides of my mouth. I was like a normal person while tasting the delicious food and answering the questions.

Just when I was about to finish eating, Laoban suddenly came over. I pretended to be calm and glanced at her from time to time, but no, I was discovered! ! what to do? When I was struggling with how to deal with it, my boss stood in front of me, his eyes wide open, and asked me to throw the lollipop away. Unwilling to do so, I bit hard and threw it into the trash can, leaving only an empty stick. Although I was criticized by my boss, I still tasted a complete lollipop and felt happy.

Due to the strict inspections carried out by my old class recently, I was also made a supervisor (one class, hehe), so of course I have to lead by example. It’s been two or three days since I’ve eaten a lollipop. I should review it in the next PE class and experience the taste of the lollipop again. It must be very satisfying! 6 felt happy

Ding Ding, "There are still 15 minutes left for the exam. Please hurry up and answer the questions." A harsh voice sounded from the radio, and the hand holding the pen held the pen tighter. , his brows wrinkled unconsciously, and his heart thumped.

"What should I do?" I shouted silently in my heart. There was still one question that I had not finished yet, and there were still 15 minutes left.

Looking at the multiple-choice question in front of me, I have nothing to say and can only blame myself. I have obviously done it before, but I just can’t do it now. I am really anxious to death, while looking at the table There was a watch next to him, and while he was looking at the topic, his face couldn't help but heat up, and he burst into tears all over his body. He wiped his hands with the tissue on the table.

"Ding ding, there are still 5 minutes until this exam." Another harsh sound sounded, and I bit myself involuntarily. At this time, an idea emerged in my mind: How about taking a peek at other people's test papers? I shook my head, no, as a master, it is wrong to peek at other people's test papers, it will make others laugh. But, then I thought about it, who knew? Besides, if you don’t do well in the exam, you will be laughed at! Watching the hands of the watch passing by minute by minute, the contradiction in my heart is getting bigger and bigger. I seem to be divided into two parts, one side is light and the other is darkness. The two gangs are quarreling fiercely and refusing to give in to each other.

I shook my head vigorously to keep it calm. I thought of the trust of my teachers and classmates, and saw the big words on the blackboard: "Exam with integrity and be a civilized person". At this time, I thought of my mother's loving eyes...

< p> "Ding ding, start collecting the papers." I held the test paper in both hands and handed it to the teacher. Yes, I decided.

The next day, the test paper arrived as scheduled, and the bright red ninety-eight points were printed on the white test paper. Although it was not a perfect score or first place, I was still happy in my heart. Because I have not abandoned it - integrity.

I used to be proud of being number one, and I was proud of success. But now I understand that the source of happiness is not only number one, my success, but also precious integrity. The first place and success will fade over time, but integrity will always accompany us and make our lives happy. 7 I feel happy in my heart

The sun is shining brightly, making me feel happy in my heart.

It’s another bright afternoon. I sat on the long swing in the yard and sang. The fragrant breeze is thin, and the vines are covered with flowers. The jewel-yellow stamens and bright red petals complement each other and set off a kind of light joy. This is grandpa's paradise.

I often like to stay in this small courtyard, listening to the birds, playing with the flowers, and listening to my grandpa’s shouting.

I saw my grandpa smiling brightly and said, "You naughty kid, if you play with the flowers like this, the bees will sting you." After that, he touched my head with one hand. That hand was filled with dewdrops. Under the sunlight, it was shining brightly, with a faint fragrance, which faintly touched my nose. I felt an inexplicable tenderness in my heart. I laughed in ignorance and didn't think too much about it.

The flowers are colorful and colorful, just like the joy of giggling when I was a child holding a lollipop in one hand with the support of my grandpa, but they tell me that I should be quiet and never be like that when I was a child.

Surprised, I took a closer look and saw that my grandfather’s figure was slower and leaner. It looks like a big tree not far away with its branches standing out and bathing in the sun, very peaceful.

Thoughts are flying. Once upon a time, a silent figure contained profound meaning.

A bell was tied around my neck, holding my grandpa’s hand, and walking along the way, enjoying the innocence of childhood.

He held my hand tightly, his hair was blown to pieces, and looked at me with a slight smile.

However, I am willing to meet his eyes, hold his hand, and enjoy the warmth of care.

So, I saw the spring in my grandpa’s eyebrows, arousing each other’s smiles.

But today’s grandpa is still silent, standing tall and thin with deep love hidden behind his back.

He didn’t know how to convey this beautiful love, whether it was the hope in front of the polished floor-to-ceiling glass, or the gaze in the tea that was light and strong, or the subtle fragrance floating in it. In that faint smile in the small garden, right?

Passing on and on, the love in my heart turned into a silent feeling behind my back, and I felt happy.

The wind blows, like gentle rain.

Grandpa smiled, and so did I.

In the warm sunshine, my grandfather's teeth were shining brightly, and he felt very happy.