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? Shit! I'm not in the habit of carrying keys! Hey! My birthday is still frozen outside the door! I waited outside the door, getting colder and angrier ... finally looking forward to my mother's return! I ran up and found no big cake! All the grievances and dissatisfaction welled up in my heart, and I was in tears: "You know … today is my birthday … and you didn't know … you came back … you know … I don't like … taking the key … and locking me out …" My mother held me in her arms with a bag in one hand: "Baby, my mother thought you were going to stay at my aunt's house, so don't cry. Come into the house! " I was lying on my mother's cold clothes, and suddenly I felt a little too much. At this time, the aunt across the hall came out to take out the garbage. Seeing that I was still choking, she asked her mother, "Did you find that lamp for your daughter?" Just buy a similar one! Cooking good food for children is better than anything else! "Mother smiled and sighed gratefully. After entering the room, mother opened her bag first. "Happy birthday! ""mom said. A little pink desk lamp! Same as my cousin's! Don't! It's different! It's warmer than my cousin's lamp! It's mom's love! I cried again: "Mom, I'm sorry! How stupid of me! You have a cold and buy me a lamp ... "I stopped my mother's cold hand in my arms. Mom hugged me tightly ... Do you think this desk lamp is unusual? I used to be very confused about The Meaning of Happiness. I don't know what happiness is in real life and how to cherish it. It is said that everyone has his own happiness, whether you are poor or rich, old or young, beautiful or ugly. However, happiness is often like a drop of water tightly grasped in my hand. No matter how hard I try, it will slip away from me. I asked myself, what is happiness? I searched, I pursued, and finally I realized ... during the festival, the whole family was very excited. Grandma brought me an apple and kindly said to me, "Come, dear grandson, eat an apple in the New Year and you will be safe next year!" " When I finished, I sent it to my mouth, but I pushed my grandmother's hand back and said, "Grandma, you eat first!" " "In a flash, grandma's face showed a satisfied smile, and I smiled, too. When people get old, the requirement for happiness becomes very simple, so simple that they can be satisfied as long as they are happy with their children and grandchildren. Oh! I see. Happiness is the kind of comforting eyes shining in grandma's eyes! I remember on my way home, when I passed the market. Suddenly there was a cry of "Mom, Mom" in my ear. The sound attracted me. Looking down the sound, I saw a middle-aged woman carrying a heavy schoolbag, carrying a big bag of vegetables in her left hand and holding her son's tender little hand in her right hand. "Mom ..." The little boy's voice is still a little clear. " Let me carry my schoolbag by myself. ""no need. " The woman's voice was tired, but there was a gratified smile on her mouth. The child jumped lightly, grabbed the schoolbag, carried it on his shoulder and ran away briskly. In the bustling crowd, my mother savored the warmth of life and was immersed in the affection of love. Happiness! Happiness is the intoxicating fragrance in mom's smile! I can't help but close my eyes and ponder: what is happiness? At this moment, I suddenly understand what-happiness is actually a feeling, but also a state of mind. It will always be around us, as long as you are willing, as long as you "listen" with your heart. Ah! I finally understand that happiness, like the fragrance of flowers and the wings of butterflies, is imperceptible in casual corners and beautiful in sentimental hearts. To taste happiness is to appreciate the light of stars, the warmth of tears and the vicissitudes of time with your heart. A touching story of a man and a dog One day, a blind man was crossing the road with a guide dog, and a big truck ran out of control. The blind man was killed on the spot, and his guide dog died under the wheel to guard his master. ? The owner and the dog went to the gate of heaven together. ? An angel stopped them and said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, there is only one place left in heaven, and one of you must go to hell." " ? Hearing this, the master quickly asked, "My dog doesn't know what heaven is and what hell is. Can I decide who will go to heaven? " ? The angel looked at the master contemptuously and frowned. She thought for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, sir, every soul is equal." You have to decide who will go to heaven through the competition. " ? The host asked disappointedly, "Oh, what game? " ? The angel said, "This competition is very simple, that is, running from here to the gate of heaven.". Whoever reaches the destination first will go to heaven. "However, don't worry, because you are dead, no longer blind, the speed of the soul has nothing to do with the body. The simpler and kinder people are, the faster. " ? The host thought about it and agreed. ? The angel told the owner and the dog to get ready and announced the start of the game. All she could think about was that her master would rush forward desperately to get into heaven, but she was not busy at all and walked slowly. To the angel's surprise, the blind dog didn't run either. It slowly followed its master's steps and refused to leave his master's step. ? The angel suddenly realized that this guide dog has developed a habit for many years, always following its owner and guarding it in front of him. The hateful owner took advantage of this and stopped his dog at the gate of heaven, so he could easily win the game. ? The angel looked at the loyal dog and felt very sad. She said loudly to the dog, "You gave your life for your master. Now, you are no longer blind, and you don't have to lead him to walk. Run to heaven! " ? However, neither the owner nor his dog seems to have heard the angel's words, and still walks slowly, as if walking in the street. ? Sure enough, a few steps away from the finish line, the master gave a password and the dog sat down obediently. Heaven looked at jiao forgiveness with contemptuous eyes. Then the master smiled. He turned to the angel and said, "I finally sent my dog to heaven. What worries me most is that he doesn't want to go to heaven at all, just wants to be with me ... so I want to help him make a decision. Please take good care of him. " ? The angel froze. ? The owner looked at his dog with nostalgia and said, "It's great to be able to decide by competition. As long as I let him walk a few more steps, he can go to heaven. " But it has been with me for so many years, and this is the first time I can see it with my own eyes, so I can't help walking slowly and watching it for a while. If I can, I really hope to watch it all the time. But heaven is here, that's where it belongs. Please take care of it. " ? With these words, the master gave the dog an order to move forward. At the moment when the dog reached the finish line, the owner fell in the direction of hell like a feather. When his dog saw it, he quickly turned to chase his master. ? The regretful angel ran after him with open wings, trying to catch the guide dog, but it is the purest and kind soul in the world, and its speed is far faster than all the angels in the sky. ? So the guide dog is with its owner again. Even in hell, a guide dog will always guard its owner. ? The angel stood there for a long time and murmured, "I was wrong from the beginning." These two souls are one, and they cannot be separated ... "?" I can't forget her "there are many things in life that disappear with the waves like duckweed, and some are firmly rooted in people's hearts like roots." Yes, whenever I see a green leaf, I miss my first teacher, Miss Wang, and I will never forget her.

I spent my childhood in a small mountain village that haunted me. Teacher Wang was the best guide in my childhood. If red flowers need green leaves, then I will respect Mr. Wang more when I walk out of school and step into society. Miss Wang loves green leaves best, and she can often see bookmarks made of green leaves in her books. Once I walked with her in the wild and saw her bow her head and pick up a wide green leaf. "Teacher Wang, why do you like green leaves so much?" I can't help asking Teacher Wang smiled and asked me, "Do you like it?" "I don't like it. I love flowers! " There is nothing wrong with Mr. Wang, but he told me a story of his own experience. At that time, Mr. Wang had just joined the work and once went to see a seriously ill student in the rain. The student felt that he was going to die soon, looked at the ivy outside the window and said, "When the last leaf on the ivy fell, I left this world." Teacher Wang immediately went back and drew a green crystal leaf with tears in his eyes. On a stormy night, he tied it firmly to the green vine in the pupils' home. That classmate survived strongly from then on. After listening to teacher Wang's story, I realized the real reason why she likes green leaves. Later, I entered middle school. When I broke up with Miss Wang, she sent me a bunch of flowers. I said, "You'd better send me a leaf." Teacher Wang smiled knowingly. She smiled so sweetly. On Teacher's Day last year, I visited Mr. Wang. Standing in front of the teacher's house, I was shocked: Mr. Wang's family of four were crowded in this small room, and two children in primary school were doing their homework in bed. The bed is divided into two floors. Even so, there is no room for a table in the room. Looking at all this, my eyes were moist, and I remembered the teacher giving us a lecture in class. Unbelievable, our teacher prepares lessons for us under such difficult conditions! I will graduate from junior high school soon. How unforgettable my three-year life in junior high school is! How much love my teachers and classmates have given me is incalculable. However, what impressed me the most was Miss Wang and her career-although the career of flowers is precious and sweet, I love Ye's career because Ye's career is humble. The bud is waiting to be released. Gardeners suffer, but colorful people prefer flower growers. May all people, like me, always remember her-a person engaged in the cause of leaves.