I picked up a few bowls and a damaged coffee cup from the street stall. The outside is Egyptian blue, which I like, with ancient fish totems engraved on it. The inside is a light earthy yellow that is lighter than rice grains. , the bottom of the cup and the edge of the cup are painted with deep red. When placed in any corner, it has an indescribable quaint atmosphere and tranquility of time, which can make people feel peaceful deep in their hearts just by looking at it.

A *** 15 yuan, holding it in the palm of my hand, I feel like I have found a treasure.

The quiet dusk and the steaming night market always bring me pure happiness, and I can always indulge in this purely picky personal world, as if I can consciously or unconsciously find meaning in the ruins. I find one or two surprises that travel through time and space. From now on, these surprises can follow me to every corner of the world and take care of the joy of my life.

It’s just an old bowl, but it can instantly turn me back into a child, so that I can search for and capture joy in the flickering lights of the far street.

In the early morning, the whole sky echoed with the singing of birds, which were melodious and melodious, like a sports meeting in a fairy tale forest. The morning light watched quietly with a warm and bright smile, and a bird was squeezed. After leaving the venue, I sat on the window sill of my house, thinking deeply about the contestant, a person and a bird, feeling an unrequited love.

I stopped washing rice in the bowl, and tiptoed close to it. A window separated me, and I thanked it for bringing me a precious morning. The glow in the distance was bright and red. Bright, there is a kind of happiness that requires selflessness, and every touch brought by nature is pure joy.

Every passionate feeling of joy is also simple.

This joy, like a bright light, shines on our souls.

If you feel it, you can catch it.

Jindi is a little bitch who has been a mother twice. In my heart, she is still a very sweet little girl. She acts coquettishly and cutely every day, her limbs are always flexible and soft, which is shocking. From time to time, she lies in my arms like a little baby without a care in the world. She smiles every day, even if I am busy, she lies down silently. Not far away.

Sometimes, the two small paws in front are crossed and crawling; sometimes, the body is pushed up with both arms and sits elegantly, enjoying every moment of life intoxicatedly.

Whenever I wiped the desk and prepared to write quietly, she begged me to hold her, so that she could lie down in front of my desk and watch me read and write. Occasionally, I raised my head and met her eyes. I was struck by the thunder and lightning of happiness, and I was firmly wrapped in this happiness. It seemed that every word and the joyful feeling in my heart entered the words between the lines under the light and shadow. This feeling, even the words are lacking in description, is a spiritual relief and a sustenance for the body and mind.

Happiness cannot be sought.

The world loves everyone. It will always take off its solemn and vast mask inadvertently, just to give us a little sweet joy, which requires us to stretch out our awareness wholeheartedly. Tentacles of joy.

Worry will rise and fall in a person's heart, and it will also quiet down with inner peace, just as there will always be a magnificent sunset disappearing into the silent mountain forest before dusk falls.

As we grow older, we feel less happy and more sad. We can't see the dancing white clouds, the singing in the mountains and forests, the summer birds, the sweet oriole; we can only see the area of ??the house, the children's grades, the trademarks on other people's cars and the prices of furniture and clothes; therefore, The birds have nothing to sing for, they can only sigh and fly into the children's hearts.

When life becomes no longer fresh, the lotus pond disappears, the green willows disappear, the cicadas disappear, the hawthorn grapes, lilies and roses disappear; everything is changing, many people and Things are fleeting.

Joy is a simple child,

give it the power of eternal birth,

That kind of power is the power of open-mindedness and the power of growth.

The existence of happiness is the magical secret that keeps the soul young forever;

Capturing happiness anytime and anywhere is life.