i live in hollywood. you may think people in such a glamorous, fun-filled place are happier than others. if so, you have some mistaken ideas about the nature of happiness. many intelligent people still equate happiness with fun. the truth is that fun and happiness have little or nothing in common. fun is what we eperience during an act. happiness is what we eperience after an act. it is a deeper, more abiding emotion.
going to an amusement park or ball game, watching a movie or television, are fun activities that help us rela, temporarily forget our problems and maybe even laugh. but they do not bring happiness, because their positive effects end when the fun ends.i have often thought that if hollywood stars have a role to play, it is to teach us that happiness has nothing to do with fun. these rich, beautiful individuals have constant access to glamorous parties, fancy cars, epensive homes, everything that spells "happiness".
but in memoir after memoir, celebrities reveal the unhappiness hidden beneath all their fun: depression, alcoholism, drug addiction, broken marriages, troubled children, profound loneliness. the way people cling to the belief that a fun-filled, pain-free life equates happiness actually diminishes their chances of ever attaining real happiness. if fun and pleasure are equated with happiness, then pain must be equated with unhappiness. but, in fact, the opposite is true: more times than not, things that lead to happiness involve some pain.
as a result, many people avoid the very endeavors that are the source of true happiness. they fear the pain inevitably brought by such things as marriage, raising children, professional achievement, religious commitment, civic or charitable work, and self-improvement.
In their daily lives, we are concerned about too much, we are too concerned about gains and losses, our emotional ups and downs, we are not happy. At a time when angry, if we can think of: "I am not angry but in order to work." "I am angry and not to teach." "I am not angry but to make friends."
Remember a word: angry is to punish their own fault of others. Not worth it. Friends: one is willing to keep you forever young and happy state of mind.
I’m happy.But I am not a snail.I’m a pretty girl,I’m only do works slow.
Why need so hurried? If we run quickly.we’ll get to the terminal point quickly. But if we walk slowly. We’ll see the beautiful view.
After class.I put the book on the desk. Books and the pencil-case are in my bag.I’m only doing work slowly,but I never lose the schoolthings at school.
When I do homework, I write slowly. I haven’t got times. So I haven’t got other homeworks. I exam is one hundred.
When I wash my face. I’m slow,too. I have not only the clean face,but also the new thing. Look! Put the toothbrush in front of the two big teeth like a big rabbit. My mother sees my face,she laughs to me.
If you don’t like to be slow,Must shout me “snail”.You must remeberr,please. I’m happy.
It was one of the last days before Christmas， and the as sistants in the large store had their hands full serving eager Christmas shoppers。
At one counter an old lady was choosing gloves red ones for her daugher in law， light blue ones for her niece， pink ones for her grand daughter， green ones for her sister and by the time she had found what she wanted， the counter was covered with pairs of all colors and sizes。
When the salesgirl had finally written out the bill and was about to turn to the next customer with a tired voice。 "Thank you very much， madam，" the old lady suddenly cried out， "Oh， I almost forgot。。。"——"Anything else， madam?" said the girl， "Yes，" began the old lady， "I＇d like to buy another pair， but I＇ m not quite sure about what exactly I should cloose。 I wonder if you could help me。" "Certainly， madam"， was the girl＇s reply。 The old lady then went on to explain that what she was looking for was a pair of gloves for a girl of her age。 She was not at ail sure what color to choose， and the design was a problem too。
The tired girl did her best to help the old lady make up her mind， showing her ail kinds of gloves。
At last the chosen pair of gloves were wrapped up and paid for as well， and as the girl was about to turn to the next customer， the old lady handed her a little parcel and said， "These now， dear， these are for you and thank you for being so patient。 I do hope you have a merry Christmas !"