The composition about happiness is more than 400 words! ! !

It seems that such a profound question is not suitable for you to think when you are in such a low mood, but it has been lingering in your mind.

Cinderella said: Happiness is dancing with the beloved prince every night;

Sleeping beauty said: Happiness is getting a sweet kiss when sleeping in the dark;

Hai's daughter said: happiness is to make the person you love happy, even if you lose your life;

But fairy tales are fairy tales after all and cannot replace reality.

What is happiness?

Happiness is talking with friends about poetry and painting, playing the piano and singing;

Happiness is fighting with the master and learning martial arts;

However, ancient times are ancient after all and cannot replace the present.

What is happiness?

Is to open your eyes in the morning, see the sun shining all over the room, smell the sun and the smell of the morning;

It was a sunny morning, sitting on the empty balcony with my favorite book, enjoying the wind blowing and the words crossing;

It was a rainy afternoon, walking quietly in the rain, watching the grass dance in the rain and listening to the sound of rain dripping on the earth;

It was the evening when the lights were on. I was walking idly on the road and heard a familiar old song. I stopped to make my memory clear in my mind.

It was a starry night, sitting by the field watching the stars blink, watching fireflies flying and watching the neon flashing in the distance;

What is happiness?

It was spring that saw the first touch of green and felt the warm wind blowing through the hair weaving;

It is summer to see flowers in full bloom under the scorching sun and sit by the sea to watch the ebb and flow of the tide;

Seeing red leaves flying all over the sky and walking with long shadows in the sunset, it was autumn;

When I see snow everywhere, it is winter, running in the world of silver;

What is happiness?

When I was ten years old, I wore new clothes, held lucky money, waved fireworks and played with my friends.

At the age of 20, I chatted with some close friends all over the world, drank and finally cried.

At the age of 30, I walked down the red carpet with my beloved and dressed up as a nest together.

At the age of forty, I watched the child dress up in front of the mirror and praised her as more beautiful than her mother.

When I was fifty years old, I went shopping with my children and was said to be brother and sister.

At the age of 60, the whole family got together during the Spring Festival and sat together to eat jiaozi when the bell rang on New Year's Eve.

At the age of seventy, I took my wife's hand and went for a walk in the park, watching the sunset on the bench together.

What is happiness?

Happiness has too many definitions, maybe it's just a feeling;

I don't know if I am happy, but at this moment, I let my mouth slightly rise.

For a long time, I was depressed, unable to appreciate the joy of life and didn't know what the meaning of life was. Every day, I live like a walking corpse. When I am alone, I often ask myself: How am I doing? Is my life happy? Am I happy? Why do I always feel unhappy? What kind of life is happiness?

I was born in that era of material scarcity. At that time, it was difficult for people to live without food and clothes. So once I naively thought that happiness was the richness and abundance of material life. What a pleasure it is to have food, clothes and some pocket money in your pocket. But when my material life was satisfied, I found that I didn't feel very happy, or even unhappy at all, because my heart was always empty.

So, I think, happiness should also be a kind of spiritual abundance. A person who has ideals, pursuits and his own career should be a truly happy person. Based on this idea, I strive to enrich my spiritual life. When I finally got a little achievement, I once again reflected on whether I was happy or not. I found that I still didn't feel too happy, because success only brought me temporary happiness and didn't make me feel very happy. I'm a little confused, so what is happiness? What kind of life is happiness? I've always wondered.

By chance, I saw a short story on the Internet: A philosopher saw a fisherman sunbathing on the beach and asked strangely, "Why don't you go fishing?"

The fisherman said, "I'm back."

The philosopher said, "Why not catch one more boat?"

The fisherman replied, "We have enough to eat and drink."

The philosopher said, "Fishing more can save more money."

The fisherman shook his head and said, "What are you saving for?"

The philosopher calculated, "If you catch one more boat every day, you will buy many boats in fifteen years."

The fisherman said lazily, "So what?"

The philosopher said seriously, "At that time, you could lie on the beach and bask in the sun."

The fisherman said, "I am lying on the beach in the sun now."

After reading this short story, I suddenly understood a truth: happiness is not a deliberate pursuit, but a indifferent, simple and personal feeling. Happiness cannot be measured by the amount of money, nor can it be measured by the success of a career. Millionaires are not necessarily happier than penniless fishermen, and successful entrepreneurs are not necessarily happier than ordinary citizens.

Finally, I know my happiness:

In the morning, when I freshen up, breathe fresh air, face the rising sun and walk on the way to work easily, I think it is a kind of happiness. Isn't it? Shouldn't I be happy compared with those who are still in the war and can't even guarantee their lives?

In the evening, after a day's work, I went home to have dinner with my family and chatted casually about what I saw and heard during the day's work. I think this is also a kind of happiness. Isn't it? Shouldn't I be happier than those who can't get together for one reason or another and their relatives can't meet?

On holidays, I will invite a few friends to climb mountains or enjoy the scenery together, or have a heart-to-heart talk, so that my body and mind can be integrated with nature and enjoy all the beauty that nature has given us. I think this is also a kind of happiness. Isn't it? Compared with those who can't move because of illness and can't control their own destiny, shouldn't I be happy

In fact, I still have a lot of happiness ...

Yes, I am happy, and finally understand that happiness has always been with me, but I didn't look for it with my heart.

In life, we often make the mistake of desperately pursuing and looking for what we imagine, but when we go around, we will find what we really need is around us, which is what we usually ignore. So, please those friends who are still looking for it, pay close attention to your surroundings, maybe what you need is already around you.

The stars in the sky are not as charming as roses, nor as cold as magnolia, but they are fresh and elegant, like ethereal and clear ripples; There are no peonies in the sky, and winter comes as scheduled. The scenery of flowers has long been lost in the ice and snow, but the sky is still fragrant.

When summer is getting stronger and stronger, when all the flowers in spring turn into mud and dust, broken snow will quietly attach to the dense branches of jasmine, and among the dense green leaves, broken rice will be exposed first, and it will become bone buds in a few days. Expansion, expansion, dribs and drabs, dense. There is no such dew, no such tears, no such eyes and no such baby. The elves of the big ice snowman turned into many elves in the blink of an eye.

Strange! Strange! ! Shirley likes sunshine. The more sunshine, the more broken rice and bones; Strange! Strange! ! The snow-covered jasmine is disturbed by the sun. When the strong sunshine disappears without a trace and the curtains are pulled up at night, those snow bone buds can't restrain their inner excitement and open their hearts slowly, quietly and leisurely. Yo-the fragrance enters the nose, moistens the lungs, nourishes the heart, moistens the heart, and permeates every pore of the whole body. That process, the trace is slow, quiet, slow and subtle, like coming out of an infinite pipeline, delicate and even, like a line and continuous. Its fragrance is strong but not light, thin but not thick; There is no dryness of the sun, no childishness of moonlight, and no impurity of the four seasons. It's really the rage of heaven and earth.

The moral of jasmine is rich and colorful. What I give you is a strong fragrance, and the snow spots, hanging buds and blooming snowflakes are also very restrained. It's really fragrant, beautiful, blessed and has a long life. Snow spots, snow buds and snowflakes are arranged in an orderly way, decorated in batches, sprouted in batches and blossomed in batches, from summer to winter. He spends too much on this scenery and this situation!

A composition with happiness as its theme.

What do I want happiness, endless wealth, carefree life, or a prominent position? If these are not, then what is happiness?

Throughout the ages, countless people have persistently pursued their own happiness. Chang 'e embraced the dream of happiness, swallowed the elixir of life, and flew for nine days, becoming a fairy in the Moon Palace. Can she feel the happiness of being a fairy when she is alone in the cold Guanghan Palace?

Mathilde, who is eager to enter the upper class, wears a necklace and dreams of happiness, but she didn't expect this happiness to be so short. She paid a heavy price for her happiness.

For Grandet, who loves money like life, owning a mountain of gold coins is probably his greatest happiness. But when he sat in a wheelchair and stared at his secret room, even at the last moment of his life, he still remembered his gold. How sad this happiness is.

Many times people often can't see their own happiness, but feel that others' happiness is dazzling. I can't think that other people's happiness may not be suitable for me, nor can I think that other people's happiness may be my own grave.

When China feudal students regarded "the wedding night, the time of to be no.1" as the greatest happiness in life, and struggled for it all their lives, Wu used his pen to draw us a scene of ecstasy after winning the prize. Is that happiness? I doubt it.

What is true happiness? Du Fu said in a poem, "An De Wan Lou will protect the poor in the world." This is Du Fu's view on happiness. "Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those who have high status and high positions? They will never tolerate others showing them a sincere face. " Freedom and happiness are the portrayal of Li Bai's life. Sima Qian explained his understanding of happiness by saying that "people are inherently mortal, or they are heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather", while Fan Zhongyan, who boarded Yueyang Tower, faced with the rolling river, shouted "Worrying about the world first, making the world happy later" as happiness.

Lamenting the ancients' profound understanding of happiness, I gradually came to the conclusion of what I want happiness to be. What attracts people's attention is not the wealth of thousands of dollars, not the status, but the dedication and dedication to others. This is the happiness I want.

Happiness with your own voice.

The writer Dora has a wise saying: The first child is a drop of water and has its own voice. This triggered me. I think every kind of happiness is like a drop of water and has its own voice. You can choose the way it falls, but you can't choose its sound.

As soon as a person lands, he is a life individual, with his own life, ideals and ambitions, and a different interpretation of happiness. If we really only know the value of happiness after losing it, who else has the courage to pursue it?

Thousands of years ago, the general who fought with a bow and a sword thought victory was the greatest happiness for him; Mencius, a Confucian scholar, believes that "having fun with the people" will lead to happiness; Hundreds of years ago, Copernicus, who grew up in the dark ethical code, thought that the pursuit of truth was a kind of happiness, and the famous mathematician and physicist Ampere thought that selfless work and success were a kind of happiness. Now, Yang Guo and Little Dragon Girl, who are famous for their martial arts in Jin Yong's works, regard vigorous love as happiness; In the network, the "net worm" who is "drunk and dreaming of death" takes pleasure in galloping in the virtual world ... Different times, different historical conditions and even different people have different experiences of happiness.

Spring passed in the form of flowers, summer in the form of branches and leaves, autumn in the form of fruits, and winter in the form of ice and snow. And our happiness will take different forms like spring, summer, autumn and winter, and then end up in the loess with our lives in different forms. Therefore, we should seize our own happiness and don't always envy others who are happier than ourselves. If you care too much, your happiness will become a grave. Do you know that happiness and graves are worse than an idea?

There is a song that says, "Plain is true ..." This reveals a sense of happiness-a plain life. For some people, this is nothing. Can this be considered happiness? But for some people in special positions or homeless and desperate people, it is an unattainable happiness. But those who live a dull life every day are eager for another kind of happiness-energetic and exciting ... In fact, if one is willing to keep the heart of seeking happiness from time to time, then happiness can be seen in the changes of things, whether it is full of vitality or dead silence. That kind of happiness is not in things, but in the heart, in feelings, and even in the eyes, so everyone's happiness has its own interpretation. You don't have to worry that you are less happy than others.

Because, your happiness has a voice from the deep heart, can you hear it? It's a silvery sound from nature. Listen, how wonderful!

Han Mei is lonely.

Winter has arrived, and the heavy snow has covered the earth with a thick layer of white. In this white world, God gave Han Mei to the world to decorate it with snow.

The cold wind blew the snow on it, took off its thick clothes and exposed its red skin. Put Xiangmei in the wind, let it float away, send it to our noses, and bring a freshness to the lonely winter days. I looked at Hongmei and thought, Are you happy to drive it alone in this lonely winter day?

In spring, when flowers bloom, it silently begins a long wait. Peach blossom, pear blossom and cuckoo, they try their best to express themselves and express themselves with all their feelings in order to gain the reputation of the king of flowers. Are they happy? Han Mei despises these things. It's not that plum blossoms can't compete with them. I feel that the life of competition and ostentation is too tired. It thinks that happiness is dull, and it is to feel it with one's own heart instead of showing off with one's own appearance to win the praise of others.

Autumn is the time when the trees are full of fruits, and plum blossoms are saving energy for winter. Work silently in the season when no one is watching. This is a full life. It says that a full life is happy.

Finally, it's winter, and it's an open season. At this time, the cold wind kept blocking it, and the low temperature kept blocking the blooming of the bud, but it silently endured it. The wind blew in waves, the branches kept swinging, and the buds seemed to be shaken off. The wind blew for a few days, and the bud still clung to it like a stick to a branch. After the wind stopped, it has been absorbing nutrients and breathing cold and blooming. How can you see the rainbow without wind and rain, and how can you smell the cold plum fragrance without cold wind baptism? This is a great struggle, and Han Mei is experiencing happiness in this cold wind.

It seems that God gave the cold plum to the world, gave it the ability to endure loneliness, and arranged it in the winter when flowers withered. Only its enemy ice and snow accompanied it, and it drove alone and silently returned to the earth. However, it did not complain about this treatment, but regarded it as a gift from God. It is still so lively and lovely, and it will always be like a vibrant young man. Loneliness is not terrible, as long as there is a heart that can look at itself and an optimistic heart, there is still happiness.

What is happiness? Happiness is a lonely plum, a soul that can find happiness in the ordinary, face life with an optimistic and cheerful heart, and carefully taste happiness. Happiness is just the spice of life. Open your heart and happiness is not far away.

Silent happiness

Happiness is a clear spring, an oasis, selfless dedication and life in Hui Ze.

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In the defoliation season, I planted a corn seed in the cold soil. At the moment when I dug the hole with my heart and prepared to put the seeds in, my father said, "It won't germinate if I plant it now, wait until spring!" " "I ignored it and stubbornly put the seeds in and covered them with soil. In my father's helpless eyes, I stood up and stepped on a few feet in the soft soil.

Does everyone else plant seeds in spring? Why should I be like them? Has anyone ever tried to open a quiet place and plant a seed in the late autumn afternoon? That will be a kind of mood, a completely different mood from sowing when the spring breeze blows your face! Who said that if you plant a seed, you must wait for it to sprout? I just thought: the prosperous land in spring and summer may be very lonely at this time! So, isn't it better to plant a seed and keep it company?

People will always expect and ask for something when they pay, and they will inevitably ask for something in return when they pay. They pay too much attention to the joy of harvesting after sowing and ignore the mood at the moment of sowing. The earth needs a seed buried in its body, which belongs only to itself. I know.-because I'm lonely, too. Just, who will understand me? Looking back after a long walk, I found my father still standing in the same place, stupefied. I know my attitude just now hurt my father deeply, but he didn't blame him. I just want to forget, forget yesterday, forget tomorrow, forget the day after tomorrow, forget myself and forget everything!

Soon after the winter, I have forgotten the kind of Confucius I stubbornly buried. It was not until the green of spring climbed the branches that my father urged me to water it. Watering? I look confused. Dad smiled and said, "Didn't you plant a seed last autumn?" It's time to water. "I finally remembered the scene in late autumn.

Suddenly one day my father told me that the seeds had sprouted! I have no reaction to my father's words. Dad dragged me out of the house, and I followed him, shuffling lazily. After standing still, I really saw a bright green seedling smiling at me in the wind.

I want to laugh, but my eyes finally don't contain boiling tears. Looking at my father around me, I cried, completely.

At that moment, I realized that I was not alone!

At that moment, I understood what happiness is!

However, he doesn't know that seeds are broken off from cooked corn and can't germinate!

True happiness is like this, the more silent, the deeper. Every corner between heaven and earth is transmitting happy information, which makes us realize that a happy world is really good!

On happiness

Everyone wants to have a happy life, but not everyone knows the true meaning of happiness. Since ancient times, many people have been trying to define the meaning of happiness. However, the complicated culture has brewed various views on happiness, and people have planted a tree of happiness in their hearts. However, whether it is satisfaction with nature or dissatisfaction with enterprising spirit. Whether it is wisdom and erudition to share happiness with the people or extreme selfishness to enjoy alone, in the final analysis, happiness is both material and spiritual satisfaction.

Is happiness just material satisfaction? Of course not, happiness is not a simple combination of eating, drinking and having fun, nor is it the superficial satisfaction of personal desires. Wealth owners are sometimes unhappy and obsessed with money, which cannot be equated with happiness. Therefore, simple material satisfaction is not true happiness.

Whether people tilt the balance of happiness to spiritual satisfaction, Confucius sees that "it is a pleasure to have friends from afar"; Mr. Wu Liu loves reading, "I am so happy that I forget to eat every time I know"; The meaning of drunkenness is not wine, but also mountains and rivers. Therefore, Mr. Qian Zhongshu's view that "all happiness belongs to the spirit" is regarded as the truth by the world, but when you think about it carefully, you feel that spiritual satisfaction is also flawed, and sometimes it even seems pale and powerless.

It is often seen that musicians who bring happiness are suffering in life. Hard-working scientists occasionally see their gray-haired selves in the mirror after their success, and new China often passes a trace of sadness. I often hear model workers say in an interview that although I work hard, I am psychologically happy! It is true that they all show amazing perseverance and noble quality when they take pleasure in suffering, but at the same time, it is not difficult to see that their happiness contains the consciousness of "self-denial" Strictly speaking, this is not complete happiness. Many fans especially admire Ronaldo Jr., the 2002 FIFA World Player of the Year. They all think that he is very happy both on and off the court. He must be a happy man, but happiness is not simple happiness. True happiness should be the harmony of material and spirit. The spiritual satisfaction of pure material spirit can only be regarded as a necessary condition for happiness, not a sufficient condition. Only by combining the two can we be truly happy.

Spirit and matter are not antagonistic, but promote each other. Only having certain material wealth can activate happy spiritual cells. Only by maintaining a cheerful spirit can we have the confidence to create more wealth with managers.

Maybe you think it is not easy to achieve complete happiness. But matter and spirit are not fish and bear's paw. You can have both. The key is to pursue and create on your own. Happiness, as long as you work hard and dare to create, the angel of happiness will always accompany you.

A faint jasmine fragrance

Eighteen is a sentimental season. Maybe I will never understand love, but I have found love-a faint happiness.

It was a warm spring, and one day at noon, my mother and I just watched a TV series, in which a couple supported each other because of unfair fate, which was really touching. Suddenly, my mother sighed: "Young people's love road is really tortuous!" " "What about your middle-aged love?" I asked in an almost naughty tone. My mother was stunned at first, but when she saw my expectant eyes, her face turned slightly red for a while, and then she thought deeply, saying, "The love of middle-aged people is light, just like jasmine." I'm surprised. "Like Molly?" This answer seems too common and too profound, which is really intriguing.

One day, my mother fell ill and was taken to the hospital. So dad left his busy work and went to the hospital to take care of his mother. One Sunday morning, I went to the hospital to visit my mother. When I opened the door of the ward, I was shocked by what I saw: my mother slept peacefully in the bed, my father sat in the chair in front of the bed, holding my mother's hand with one hand, and fell asleep on the bed. The morning sun crept in quietly, and there was a bottle of jasmine on the table, covering them gently. Everything is so quiet and beautiful.

I seem to have woken my father. He looked up in a daze, gently put down his mother's hand, and then crept out of the door and pulled me out. Looking at my father's haggard face and bloodshot eyes, I couldn't help but ask lovingly, "Dad, why don't you sleep in the nursing bed?" Dad yawned and said, "I slept like a log at night, and your mother refused to wake me up." If I sleep like this, I will wake up when she moves. " "Oh-"Listening to his words, I don't know what words to use to express my feelings at this time. I just feel a spring water flowing into my heart, very clear and cold. Then dad went to buy breakfast, and I sneaked into the ward and closed the door quietly. When my eyes came into contact with my mother's sober and smiling eyes, I felt much more relaxed. "Mom, are you awake?" "Well, daughter, come and help mom rub her arms and feet." It turns out that mom has woken up. I went to my mother and asked with concern, "Mom, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? " "No, your father fell asleep in bed. I am afraid of disturbing him, so I have never dared to turn over, and my hands and feet are numb. "

Listening to this simple and ordinary sentence, I was deeply moved and excited. Inadvertently, my eyes came into contact with the bunch of jasmine flowers, which became more and more hazy, but gave people a more pure and white feeling.

Love, faint, just like the fragrance of jasmine, is also a faint happiness.