Happiness is on your way back and forth.

On a cloudy and windy day, the sky is clear and clear, and the sun pulls the shadow of the years. The bell of the class rang again at eight o'clock, but I was used to it. In the morning, I woke up alone, fixed my hair, bought breakfast, and went on my way.

Walking on the road, when someone asks me what love is, I always think of that touching words: love is when you lose a big front tooth, but you can still smile calmly. Because you know that your friends will not stop loving you just because you are incomplete.

There are many accidents in life that come quietly and take people by surprise. When others ignore you, do not be sad, everyone has their own life, to be able to accompany you through a short journey has been a great compassion over the years. Perhaps, there are many things we do not want to believe from the bottom of our hearts, but we have no choice but to accept them. Life is long and you can do it and cherish it.

It is another winter, a vast expanse of white mountains, winding veins, simple and true. Snowflakes are piled up one by one, layer by layer, hoping to form a towering snow mountain one day and appreciate the beautiful customs outside the mountain at the height of the mountain. Sleepless tonight, once again close to listen to the sound of snowflakes tapping the earth, there is still a feeling of heartbeat. Quiet winter night, one more cold, there will be more heartbroken experience, broke through a small tears. Snow-capped winter, there is always a snowflake will outline those left in the wind in the past, pure and beautiful agreement transparent as water, quietly flowing in your heart, let you tears.

Life is a passenger ship sailing slowly ahead, the bow is full of my pride; and it will always slip away from me at the right moment and begin a boundless expedition. Empty and quiet night, the night lost its temperature, winter is such a day to lose weight, people are also gradually haggard. If emotion and time can be gently torn up and thrown into the sea with the wind, then I would like to be silent at the bottom of the sea from now on. In those young years, there should be rain to wash away the wrong footprints; there should be snow to wipe the blur off the face.

Things are always as changeable as fate, and it is its immutable rule to change orders from time to time. Therefore, when a greedy heart falls into a never-ending dream, everything in the past will gradually calm down with the passage of time, along with the bits and pieces of tenderness hidden in the heart. A heart, half dream and half awake, is full of ups and downs; a trace of longing, along with the long days of knowing you, injects joy as well as sorrow; joys and sorrows are spread all over the ten-mile long street, filled with ups and downs and jungles, and hurried passers-by from south to north gather the five tastes of life. The hustle and bustle, the lively and crowded life, and the wet body are burdened with too much hope and helplessness. I should look at the world with a humble attitude and let go of those expectations that should not have been in the first place. because it is a nothingness that cannot even be touched by memories.

On a warm winter afternoon, sitting in a chair and looking at the leaping light out of the window, then you gently stretch out your hands to feel the temperature of snowflakes blooming. You say that the flowers bloom and fall, like a window, but the window opens and closes, like love. There must always be some with the wind, some dream, some stay in the heart. Life only comes out of the beauty, never waiting for the glory, we stand on tiptoe will be closer to the sun. One day, regardless of the fate and mood in the future, we will return to the details of life, be honest with ourselves, find a way suitable for our happy life, forgive those people and things that should not be forgiven, and enrich and perfect every day in the future.

The distant sunset red the sky, the noisy world restored a moment of serenity, bowed his head and walked along this ordinary footpath, all suffering loomed in silent tears. Life is an infinitely long horizon, laughter is always intertwined with tears, and all words repeat emotional moments. Look back on the joy of first sight, foresee the sorrow of parting, laugh when we are happy, cry bitterly when we are sad, all the painful past has long echoes, and all hopes annotate a belief in love. Along the way, touching, crawling, circling and stumbling, we have loved our anger, loved our unpredictable fate, and learned to write every one without an ending word by word. because all happiness is a fleeting pursuit, cherishing is always better than wasting it secretly.

In the desolate world, it is inevitable for us to waste some time every day to recall the innocence we have lost for a long time and to miss the friends we haven't seen for a long time. At some point many years ago, in a scene, we wasted our time together, we loved together to the end, we let our dreams fly, and we agreed to love each other for the rest of our lives. Ignorant youth, those young wandering souls, those lonely and noisy mood, after a moment of encounter, are destined to accompany me for this life. Those young faces, those ignorant chases, those old times, and those fearless sacrifices are the most beautiful witness of our meeting.

At sunset, walking alone and going home alone, my heart is full. For those who are in a hurry, one day you will understand that kindness is rarer than intelligence, and mediocrity is rarer than brilliance. Cleverness is a gift, while kindness is a choice. I am very grateful to you, my relatives, and my friends who have always been tolerant to me for being kind and sincere along the way.

On a winter night, a person reads, a person listens to music, a person closes his eyes, a person wakes up, and a person continues his journey. I want to keep on the road, sometimes stop, sometimes look back, because happiness, it is on your way back and forth.