Happiness topic composition 1 When the autumn wind started, it was already slightly cold. It's time to eat chestnuts again. The feelings in memory will not dissipate with the passage of time. I still remember walking down the street gently, and the street was full of warm and sweet smells, mixed with hazy and indistinguishable smells, which was particularly warm and attractive.
Autumn always likes to be wrapped in the prelude of rain, washing away the dust and sand brought by the summer heat and changing the earth into gorgeous brocade.
When it's windy and rainy, the weather in the town suddenly gets cold. That chilly wind, in the evening, went straight into the bone marrow from the edge of the clothes, dense and cold. If at this time, there is a packet of freshly baked sweet-scented osmanthus sugar fried chestnuts, what a pleasant thing!
Choose high-quality mountain chestnuts, choose the head with uniform size and brown shell, add proper amount of maltose, stir-fry with a shovel, and stir-fry the stones in the pot until they are shiny and greasy, accompanied by the sound of chestnuts bursting slightly and the aroma of Shan Ye.
Sprinkle a handful of dried osmanthus when frying a little oil. The smell is so fragrant that you are bored with all the pores on your body. I hope they can breathe and suck all the sweet fragrance into your body.
That special scent will sneak into your body and tempt your nose when you walk. The fragrance is thin and charming, attached to your pores, making people feel sweet and gentle all over.
However, if you think it is just sweet and greasy fragrance, it is not entirely correct. Osmanthus fragrans is sweet, and it is the fragrance of plants in early autumn. It is clean and pure, just like the bright jasper reflected in clear water. Even if you are always in that sweetness, you will feel that your insides are clean and empty.
Osmanthus fragrans is an extremely cold flower. Small, not very eye-catching at first glance, clustered together. Open in the cold wind of autumn, and only in that cold wind, its fragrance will get colder and colder, which can't help but make people move.
The exotic flowers and herbs in the bones have a cold temperament, but they have a mouth-watering sweetness, like an inner beauty that is cold outside and hot inside. Looking at it layer by layer, it is always elusive, always attracting you all the time, and letting you slowly realize its beauty and novelty.
Only such flowers are worthy of our warm-exploded chestnuts. The sweet-scented osmanthus Leng Xiang and chestnuts are lingering, adding fuel to the fire. The stirring of cold and hot, discovering a deeper and more distinct hot and sweet fragrance, stirred the blending of maltose, and became more and more unstoppable.
Take off a hard and crisp wild chestnut and bake it into a mouthful of sweet and soft glutinous. Gently knock on the shell, you don't need to bite hard with your teeth, and the golden and brilliant flesh will melt in your mouth. That kind of hot, soft, sweet taste, even the bones are tender.
Just, all good things should be eaten while they are hot. When it cools down, the thin brown coat in the inner shell will stick to the chestnuts. It will be particularly difficult to peel again at this time. Persistence and procrastination like that are dirty. It seems that my hands are stained with inferior hand sanitizer that can't be cleaned. Moreover, there is no such feeling as hearty as before. I just feel that if I bite it, my mouth is dry, loose, hard powder, and a little wet, embedded between my teeth and my lips. Just like a washed-up third-rate singer, with outdated posture and modeling, struggling with sweat and refusing to leave, just for a chance to play, a sentence or two pops up from time to time to remind you, but it makes you feel a little bored.
Actually, I don't like machine-fried chestnuts anymore. I always feel that the intensity is not enough, and it is not as sweet as artificial frying. The machine stirred weakly, like a bloodless little man, with a crooked face and listless.
When I was a child, I always liked to watch people selling sugar-fried chestnuts shovel round chestnuts in the gravel, and the pot was white-hot, and a burnt smell jumped up. Chestnut sellers are willing to spend energy, open collars and bright sweat on their foreheads. The chestnuts fried in that way are particularly fragrant, and the fragrance can escape far away. The whole street is filled with excitement.
Fried chestnuts with sweet-scented osmanthus sugar are a festive food. Hot, sweet and pleasing to the eye. I remember when I was in middle school, I was so busy that the pressure was on my shoulders that I couldn't lift my head. Study hard every day. Oh, such a busy and hard day, there is always a faint almond-like bitterness in my memory.
In autumn, as soon as the weather is cold, the number of pedestrians on the street begins to decrease. When I go to school for self-study at night, the nose in the trench coat collar is attracted by the smell of fried chestnuts with osmanthus sugar on the roadside, which makes people drool. I took out my change and bought a small bag. I took it in my hand and couldn't bear to eat it all at once. I peeled one and put it in my mouth to savor it. Or secretly put one in your mouth during recess. So sweet, as if the time slipped by, stained with the joy of full mouth. I stole a little leisure, relaxation and sweetness in such a day when I was overwhelmed by countless books and exams.
The best way to eat sugar-fried chestnuts is to wrap them in a simple paper bag, warm and a little hot, and hold them in your arms. Walking on the road with my beloved friends, chatting and eating. The best thing is to eat together in the cold and bustling streets at night, and have a sense of intimacy.
Or, at noon on a sunny day, the sun shines on you warmly, holding hands and peeling your skin and eating leisurely, warm and sweet, but secular and happy.
In the rich and pleasant autumn, I like to taste fried chestnuts with sweet-scented osmanthus sugar in this way. It is an unspeakable happiness, simple and straightforward, and the simplest happiness in my heart.
There are too many articles about "happiness". However, what is true happiness? I'm afraid I can't tell myself before this.
I used to think that those rich people were very happy-they were well-dressed and well-off, and they could buy whatever they wanted without worrying about their livelihood. Therefore, the rich are happy.
Every time I see big stars on TV, I always feel that they are very happy-there are many fans, they can make a lot of money, they can stand on a high stage and show their talents in front of the screen, and they are sought after by everyone. They are also happy.
What about me? Without a wealthy family, what you want to have must also be labeled as "value" [Note: There seems to be no one around. Describe arrogance and disrespect for others. ] cry. When I was sent for the last injection, my mother left in a hurry because she had to go to work. ...
As soon as I got home, I cried at the guilty dog. Suddenly, the phone rang and I answered, "Hello?" Which side of the mother asked anxiously; "Does the wound still hurt?" I cried and said; "It doesn't hurt anymore, but it hurts, and it costs so much money ..." Mom said easily. "Oh, then don't think about it. By the way, I just asked the doctor, and they said it was five times the money ..." I stopped crying at once and asked. "You mean five times, a total of ***265 yuan?" "hmm!" "It's killing me, let me cry for so long. I didn't say it before. Nothing, I hang up. " I hung up before my mother knew it. I was greatly relieved, washed my face and started to work. ...
Later I asked my mother; "If it is really 265 yuan at a time, will you agree to give me an injection?" Mom said without hesitation, "nonsense, that's for sure." I asked again, "So you are not afraid to spend money?" Mother a face of contempt, said; "There is no money to earn. If you don't have it, where can I find it? "
I smiled ... Mom smiled. ...
Happiness is quietly wrapping me up. ...
Suddenly I understand-I have my own happiness every day, but I don't feel it with my heart.
Think about it. Families don't have to be rich to be happy. Only love can make them happy. You don't have to stand out when you get along with your classmates. Love is a friend.
In fact, happiness is often not what our eyes see. Just like I thought before, happy rich people and big stars. What we see is only the disguise of their happiness. Who can think how much hardship, bitterness and tears are hidden under their enviable "disguise"?
Therefore, true happiness is not to see with your eyes, but to appreciate with your heart.
True happiness is like a touch of jasmine tea. A touch of bitterness is followed by a touch of sweetness, and everything is light-plain is true.
Happiness topic composition 3 happiness can be very simple. It does not come from money and material things, but from our inner collection of truth, goodness and beauty in life. This kind of happiness is the most beautiful wealth in the world.
What is happiness? Is there happiness? Happiness is related to our hearts. Only by discovering the truth, goodness and beauty in life can we have happiness. In fact, happiness can be simple!
There is happiness everywhere in life, and the field of happiness is infinitely vast, and you can enjoy happiness wherever you are. Happiness requires us to look for it with our eyes, accept it with our hands and feel it with our hearts. In fact, happiness is around us!
When we are sad, mom and dad will comfort us and our hearts will feel warm. We can't ignore this moment, because it is happiness. When we encounter a difficult problem, we ask the teacher, who will explain it carefully for us. At this moment, the feeling of joy in our hearts is happiness; When pain and unhappiness come, we will receive calls from our friends and their concern. At this moment, our mentality is much calmer, so it is also a kind of happiness. ...
Happiness is not equal to money, not equal to love; Happiness is not a luxury car, not fame and fortune; Happiness is the soul's experience of the truth, goodness and beauty of life.
Happiness does not need to be calculated by complicated formulas. Happiness can be simple. Happiness is not fleeting, it can accompany us forever. Happiness is like a ray of sunshine, shining on us every day. ...
Happiness can be very simple, because happiness is hidden around us! In front of me is a dark green clover. Some people say that only one of ten thousand clovers is a four-leaf clover, and finding a four-leaf clover means finding happiness. I was fascinated and curious by this statement, so I began to look for the so-called four-leaf clover crazily.
In the later days, although the four-leaf clover was not found, I gradually found that happiness is as simple as that. Happiness is sometimes touched. It was cold, and my parents sent me a cup of boiling water to warm my hands in time, and a sense of happiness spread in my heart. Happiness is sometimes an appreciation. When I appreciate a flower from budding to quietly blooming, I feel that God has let me see this beautiful world, which is a kind of happiness. Happiness is sometimes a kind of tolerance, tolerance for friends' mistakes and faults. When I made up with my quarrelling friends, I felt that the true meaning of happiness was passed on by my friends and me. Happiness is sometimes a mission. When you finish the task responsibly and achieve success, whether you succeed or fail, you will feel that you have this opportunity and you have worked hard. There is a kind of happiness, happiness is a kind of pay …
Happiness is all around us, accompanied by every bit of life. Happiness is a cup of boiled water when you are thirsty, a comforting word when you are sad, a tissue when you cry, a pair of hands when you fall, and a sense of satisfaction when you succeed in the first year …
This clover is beautiful in front of me, and I think maybe I can find my own happiness, the kind of happiness that I can't see in a corner …
When I was a child, my family was poor and I didn't have enough money to buy milk. So, my father is going out to work. I work to earn money and buy me milk to drink. When I was young, I was not sensible. I think this milk is free and I drink it every day. Several years have passed and I am three years old. Dad sent me to kindergarten. In kindergarten, my teacher taught me to know men in China. How to pronounce. He also said: "Children can't lie." The child who lies is not a good boy, but a bad boy. When I was in the first grade, the teacher was not as kind to us as the kindergarten teacher. My first grade teacher should not only teach us to study, but also teach us to have a good class. The teacher has homework to assign. If you don't finish your homework, the teacher will criticize you. The teacher has another exam. The teacher still wants to praise you for doing well in the exam. The teacher had to criticize the bad exam.
In summer, we always go to the river to play. I also come fishing with a fishing rod when I am free. When we are free, our friends will follow me to steal other people's food. But someone caught me. He told our father: My father said, "You will steal from others in the future. I can buy anything you want from you.
In the fifth grade, classes suddenly increased a lot. There are so many subjects, such as Chinese, mathematics, nature, ideology and morality, society, music and so on. , said my head is dizzy. Today, I have Chinese and math classes. Anyway, there are many subjects to be tested in one day, so it is better to go to kindergarten easily.
We will have more subjects in the first grade. I used to be a minor. It's all the main subjects now.
Ah! How I want to go back to my fast childhood!
Before all the time flies, before all the memories are feathered, before all the shadows are blurred, please allow me to bury their "happiness" on this road called "knowing happiness"
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When I was a child, I always liked to go to my grandmother's house every Sunday. With my grandparents, I always laugh and feel very happy. But one thing, when I was a child, I always felt very strange. Every time I stay in my room and watch TV, my grandfather rests in my room and my grandmother does housework outside. At this time, my grandmother always calls out, "Old man!" Grandpa heard this and replied, "Hey, I'm here! "Whenever this time, I am always very strange. So, in order to satisfy my curiosity, I asked my grandmother doubtfully, "Why do you always call me grandpa?" "Don't you know he is in the room?" "You don't understand. Knowing that he is fine, I will work with peace of mind. " Grandma said with a smile. Oh! I didn't understand until I grew up. I gradually understand that this is the tacit understanding between the two old people. Ask because you care, answer to reassure her! What an ordinary and simple happiness it is!
Sometimes grandma goes shopping late, and grandpa frowns and frets in the room, worrying about grandma's safety. When grandma came home and learned that grandma had left because she bought the beef that grandpa loved, grandpa's mouth floated with a shallow smile. I gradually envy the two old people, how warm and romantic they are!
I still remember that my grandfather was diagnosed with liver disease and needed major surgery. At this time, grandma, who has always been calm and calm, also panicked. But when everyone was still immersed in grief, grandma had made a decision: that is, not to tell grandpa about her illness. It's just that after dinner every day, they have one more task, that is, walking. Grandpa always holds grandma's crumpled sales in his warm big hand. "Are you tired?" "Is it cold?" "Do you want to have a rest?" ..... words of concern fill their ears, and sometimes they smile at each other. Finally, grandpa was pushed into the operating room, and grandma looked at grandpa affectionately. There seems to be a thousand words in my eyes. Grandpa always smiles as if he is safe. Grandma said, "Don't worry, old woman, I will be fine." How vivid and touching happiness it was at that time!
This scene always flashes before my eyes, and I often think of myself because of it. I have been pursuing the footsteps of happiness, but I don't know that I can touch happiness when I turn around. Happiness is always caring and considerate, a sweet tacit understanding when holding hands, a knowing smile when leaving, and a …
Knowing happiness makes me know more about true happiness!
What is the happiness of doctors? The happiness of doctors is to cure other people's diseases; What is the happiness of the police? The happiness of the police is that there are no traffic accidents; What is my happiness? My happiness is happiness and warmth every day.
My mother left after five o'clock on Sunday morning. She said she would go to Fuyang to study. So, I was sent to my grandmother's house by my mother. In the evening, my mother sent me a text message, telling me to read for a while and then go to bed at night.
In the evening, I read a few articles according to my mother's words and went to sleep, but as soon as the light went out, I missed my mother and began to cry secretly. My crying alarmed my grandmother. When she saw me crying, she comforted me and wanted to sleep with me. Grandma asked me: Are you cold? Can I give you an extra quilt? It's covered too much. I'm afraid you're hot. If you are afraid that grandma black will sleep here with you? ..... Grandma "nagged" for quite a while, and I suddenly felt very happy and felt that my mother was by my side. Slowly, I fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, I vaguely felt something moving. When I opened my eyes, I saw my grandmother cover me with a quilt. Somehow, my tears came out again ... countless nights, my mother tucked me in and took care of me. My mother and grandmother love me very much! I am so happy! Thank you! My relatives ... thought about it, and I fell asleep slowly. ...
Happiness topic composition 7 happiness is just around the corner.
Happiness is that I can write this passage about happiness.
Everyone will meet happiness in his life, no matter whether your life is colorful or dull. Happiness is like rice every day, which goes hand in hand. It's just that some people are used to eating rice every day and forget the existence of happiness. And some people think that eating rice every day is a kind of happiness.
Happiness, for me, is very simple, right beside me.
I was born in the countryside, when my family was not rich. After I was born, my parents tried to change the status quo and went to the provincial capital to continue their studies. I was given to my grandmother and uncle who get up early and get greedy every day and are busy making a living. When I was a child, I often ate sweet potatoes and radishes, and often stayed in a big bed where the eaves were very high and it was not easy to climb out and fall. Every time my parents come to see me, they always stay for a short time. I seemed to feel it when I left. I always cry and my parents are very sad. Although it was hard enough during that time, thanks to the meticulous care of my grandmother and uncle, I was hungry and had food, slept and was covered, which made me grow up healthily. Now I often think about how happy I am. I have such a loving and kind grandmother and uncle, which makes me feel endless happiness in gratitude. How respectable my parents are. Their enterprising and indomitable spirit is an inexhaustible motive force for my progress.
A few years later, through their own efforts, parents transferred to the county to work and began to develop their own careers. Slowly, I grew up and my family became better and better. But my father still taught me to think hard and be frugal and simple. My mother told me stories from an early age and taught me the truth of being a man. I remember once I spent less than a dime on shopping in the store. On the way home, I suddenly remembered to run home and take money to deliver it. My aunt in the shop gave me a thumbs-up and praised me as an honest and trustworthy boy. My heart is full of joy. When I was in primary school, my mother would buy me beautiful clothes and stationery. Although there were no famous brands such as "North Bear" and "Andersen" in the small towns at that time, I could still bounce around in my beautiful childhood wearing small red leather shoes and neatly braided trumpet. I am very happy. I have parents who love me and love me. They worked hard for me all their lives, cared about me, spared no effort, and had no regrets.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, I entered my dream Nanchang University. University life has left me many beautiful and unforgettable memories. On campus, there is a music building with a lot of precious musical instruments, which fascinates me. There is an art building exhibition hall with a lot of excellent works, and there is a library far from the dormitory that still makes me enthusiastic. The scenery by the lake in the teaching building is very elegant. In the lawn by the lake, there is a loud sound of reading every morning, both in Chinese and in foreign languages. That's the starting point of our passion for picking up the sketchpad, and that's the starting line of our interest in learning photography ... The sunshine in winter is the most pleasant, and we often hang the quilt outside and enjoy the gift of sunshine. Occasionally forget to take off the quilt, my dear schoolmate in the dormitory will definitely help me put it away and let me be wrapped in warmth all night. I remember the first meeting of our alumni, the "One Thousand and One Wishes" sung by friends in our dormitory at the first class meeting, the first sketch I organized, and the way we participated in the fruit platter competition together. Although we didn't win the prize, we were still very happy. We also went to set up stalls together in our spare time and ate hot pot with our hard-earned meager income ... because of the teacher's enthusiasm.
Now, I'm working. Some people say that once you take part in work, your happiness will suddenly drop. But I don't think so. I have been surrounded by pride and warmth since I came to Jiasheng for more than a year. On the first day of entering the company, in order to let us know about the company and be competent for the future work, the leaders of the human resources department and other departments gave us strict training and patient guidance for two weeks. After that, I was lucky enough to be assigned to the planning and design department. The particularity of the post requires me to master the knowledge of interior design and other majors in a short time, and learn to quickly change the role of students and adapt to the surrounding environment. When I was depressed and confused, it was the leader who gave me encouragement, just like a bright light in the dark, guiding my direction. When I encounter difficulties and confusion in my work, it is my colleagues who teach me hand in hand, so that I can finish my work well. Once I accidentally made an omission in my work, and the leader criticized me, but I can still feel the kind and concerned eyes in the harsh tone of the leader. The leader is urging me to be more careful and strive for perfection in my future work. I remember once, I was sad because of a dilemma. My colleague Jing Jie guessed my mind. She soon cared about me, enlightened me and helped me, which made me feel very warm inside. Today's "Jiasheng" is full of vigor and vitality. It is a warm family and always makes me proud. My work and life are very active and full of happiness.
Happiness is not a state, but a state of mind. Happiness is so simple, not out of reach, not unattainable. It is hidden in our hearts and always around us, and we need to appreciate and feel it.
On the way home from school, I don't know where I got the smell of roast mutton, and a thick cumin fragrance went straight to my nostrils. I was already hungry, which made the aroma lure me even hungrier, so I stepped up my steps and walked home. I thought dad should be busy cooking lunch at home and baking some mutton for me at noon … haha.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw my father circling in the kitchen. "Dad, will you make me some mutton skewers at noon?" I changed my shoes at the door and said, "Have lunch? Well, all right, "I hesitated when I saw my father, but I readily agreed. "Great, thank you, Dad." I hugged my father happily and said.
Do it. Dad quickly took out a piece of mutton from the refrigerator, turned on the microwave oven and began to thaw. Then he went to the drawer and dug out a bundle of yellow bamboo pieces. "Dad, what are you doing with bamboo chips?" I asked inexplicably, and my father said, "Mutton kebabs must be tied together with bamboo sticks. We don't have ready-made bamboo sticks, so we have to do it now. " "no! These bamboo pieces are for me to make ancient bamboo slips, please don't give them to me. " I'm a little worried. "It doesn't matter, there are pieces of bamboo behind my father's office. I'll saw two pieces for you after use. Don't worry. " Father lovingly touched my head and said it was the only way out. He said it made me want to eat mutton kebabs, so I had to give up what I wanted. I watched with distress that my father tied those small bamboo pieces into strips with a knife.
The oil in the frying pan began to smoke. Dad picked up the worn mutton skewers with chopsticks and fried them one by one. Soon, the smell of mutton floated out. I waited with my plate drooling, and soon I was out of the pot. A plate of golden mutton kebabs is filled, and then cumin powder, Chili noodles and salt are sprinkled. I was glad to bring them to the table. My mother was watching the news in the living room and was surprised to see kebabs. Oh, it smells good. "You also deliberately fighting with me, the room is full of laughter. .......................................................................................................................................................
It's time to go to school and have a perfect lunch. On the way to school, the smell of kebabs is still on my lips. I sigh, this is the happy taste of a better life, the teacher's caring and attentive, and the warm words of the students. I can feel endless happiness. Happiness is always by your side. If you feel it with your heart, you will find happiness. Happiness is intangible, but it is concrete. Happiness is colorless, but you can feel it.