Argumentative essay in senior three: What is happiness? 800 words.
Bi Shumin once used a story to describe such happiness, happiness at work and happiness at work. Happiness is like a puppy's tail. When it tries to catch its tail round and round, it only regrets, but the fun is still there, and the happiness is still there. Happiness or dog's tail. When it walked alone, happiness followed, not far from it, but always followed, accompanied and never gave up. Happiness is a moon in the water and a flower in the mirror-realize your "wish" with your shadow. The eagle flies in the sky and swims at the bottom of the sea, telling the happiness of flying in the sea with the deepest and most real shadow; Fish swim in the water and also shuttle through the clouds, conveying the joy of playing in the clouds with the lightest and gentlest floating. Happiness is a beautiful thing that can't be obtained, and it is a wandering dust. Every grit is a shadow of happiness, and the air floats happily in people's hearts. Happiness is the slogan in the mouth of punters, which gets brighter and brighter as it blows; Happiness is a rammer in the hand of a rammer, and the more the hammer, the more solid it is; Happiness is the chalk in the teacher's hand, even if it is broken, it is willing; Happiness is a cow led by a farmer. Even though he works hard, he still works hard. Happiness is the beauty of labor, even if you are sweating and suffering, there is sweetness in bitterness. It is a kind of happiness of harvest. Whether it is the process or the result, as long as you operate with your heart, it is happiness. Happiness is a child's curiosity, and he is full of gaps in the novel. The more he tries to fill in the blanks, the more he wants to grow up. Happiness is "love" among young people. Even if it's bitter, steal it. The more I want a manager, the more I understand that the road ahead is still far away. Happiness is a child in the eyes of middle-aged people. The more I want to go back to the past, the more I want to know the future, but I can't forget the present. Happiness is a photo in the hands of an old man. All time and space are fixed at that moment. The more I want to remember, the more I cherish every moment now. Happiness is to return to the original life after countless cycles, which is both "unattainable" and "unattainable" happiness. Happiness is actually a cup of boiled water, plain and faint, but pregnant with infinity. Different people put different ingredients, taste different flavors and experience different happiness. It's in your hands and mine. Happiness can't be forced, we should follow the mentality, and don't look at the happiness of others and ignore our own happiness.