2010年01月27日

Happiness

Happiness is life out of a flower

1

A child, I dreamed of becoming a painter, one will be free to begin to paint. My father to see me so obsessed with painting the door, then lead me to visit an old painter. The old painter, after seeing my paintings and asked: "Child, why did you paint it to learn?"

"I want to be a painter." I said.

"But not every school painters were eventually able to become a painter." Reminded me of the old painter, said: "My child, you are painting, I feel happy?"

"Happy." I replied.

"There is enough fun!"

Older artists also told me that the world has two kinds of flowers, a flower can be the result, a flower can not be the result, not the result of the flower is more beautiful, such as roses, tulips As another example, they are never the result because they can not give up its bloom the joy and beauty. People are like a flower, there is one people can result, career success, but there is a can not result, his life has not made any contribution, but only an ordinary person. However, as long as the hearts of ordinary people are happy, his face a smile, still, like roses and tulips, as you can get people's admiration and affection. Before leaving, the old artist patted my shoulder, encouraging me, said: "My child, do a happy person bar. Because there is happiness there is happiness in life, there is a happy life, there is sunshine."

Now, I still maintain the habit of painting, but the goal is no longer in order to become a painter, but in the process of painting to appreciate and enjoy the happiness of life. As the old painter said, there is happiness enough, there is joy there is happiness in life, there is joy there is life in the sun.

Two

Spring, I see a girl Tens, she holding a stick, stick one end of the line with a beautiful red silk, red silk thread in the window are inundated with light. I asked the little girl doing a little girl, said she was to catch butterflies. I asked, how could not hook it to catch the butterflies? The little girl said that she was not in the body to catch a butterfly, but to catch a butterfly of happiness.

The little girl, then reminds me of a friend. He love fishing, going out early in the morning every day, when evening came back. Time, he's creel empty Lin Hui, a fish did not, but he still sang happily along. Others did not understand: "You have waited a day, also did not wait to hook a fish, how has this happy?" He replied: "Fish do not bite my hook that is it, and I have to catch up for a day happiness! "

It turned out that the genuine sports fishermen, the best to which the fish is happy.

"The sky without leaving traces of the birds, but I have flown." Phrase poem I read very early on, then, I only think that this poem is beautiful, but do not know where the United States. Since the friend I found, read and understand the truth of this poetic beauty and meaning: the purpose of flying is not to leave marks, but to enjoy flying in to enjoy freedom and happiness.

Similarly, life would not have been happy to leave our mark, but as long as we are happy too, which is sufficient, because for life, the best the fish are happy!

Three

Recently, I read a paper on the information in Iceland: Iceland in the cold North Atlantic, about 13% of the land of snow-covered, but also the world's one of the largest active volcano, called "dire straits"! Winter is a long night, 20 hours a day, night, described as "dark"! However, the mortality rate in Iceland is located at the end of the world life expectancy ranking in the world.

Live in such harsh conditions, Icelanders, why mortality rates in the world while the average life expectancy of the end of the world's first living in it?

With this doubt, the United States an organization called the Gallup poll, for the residents of 18 countries in the world did a sample survey showed that residents of Iceland is the world's happiest people. Of the 270,000 Icelanders take the test, 82% of people are satisfied with their lives.

It turned out that Icelanders longevity is the secret of happiness. Happy is the best medicine, joy of life out of a flower, it can not only slow down the aging of our physiology, but also allow us to fan through the window of heart happy that, in the face of adversity, is still to see the world the beauty and sun.



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