新学期 新气象
今天给大家带来的是《幸福在手》，愿大家珍惜手中的幸福，快乐地度过每一天
There is always bewilderment in my mind: since I have had a rather happy childhood, why can’t I enjoy, at least to me, a satisfactory adolescence?
Before suffering from pimples, I was a quite optimistic boy with many dreams to dream. In teachers’ eye, I was an excellent student; in my parents’ eye, I was an obedient child with humor, which gave them laughter from time to time. However, everything seemed to have changed since the disgusting pimples began to erupt in my face. Caring about others’ remarks on my disease, I started to feel shy and became reluctant to talk in public. I gradually lost confidence, and most of the time; I would hide myself in my little world, unwilling to turn to my parents, my teachers and my friends for help. At that time, I even thought that I was the most miserable in the world.
Later, I came to Wuhan, Hubei Province, to get further education as a college student. Last year, we the College of Foreign Language organized an activity, which aimed to help those poor children living in a remote village not far from Wuhan Municipality. I joined in the activity and sent 100 Yuan to a little girl without too much attention. To my great surprise, I got a letter from the girl in which she showed her sincere gratitude and describe to me her family: she lived in a family of five people, who lived in on the small sum of money earned by selling apples, and it was very hard for her parents to afford the three children to school. She added it that she would have quitted from school if it had had not been my help, and she would study hard to live expectation to my kindness. Also, in the letter was a photo of the three children of them. The little girl was in the middle, with a pair of big eyes looking forward to hope. I noticed the clothes on them. They were that kind of tattered clothes abandoned by those people who led a good life. Maybe I was used to the vain and corrupted life in big cities so that I nearly could not believe that there were such poor families today.
Every three weeks, I would hear from the little girl telling me her study and daily life. To me, her innocence and eagerness to future life greatly touch me and motivated me to help her with my utmost. I got rid of the bad habit of burning money and began to save each coin if I could and sent her money regularly, with some epigrams I collected from some books.
It was a detail that woke me up. One day, the little girl replied me after I sent a photo of my family to her: I’m really envy of you. You can go to college in a big city. What’s more, you have a happy family. You must be very happy, right? Her words outpoured a kind of eagerness, which really shocked me. Everyone can have his own idea of happiness, and in her eye, I was happy. During past several years, happiness was right beside me, why couldn’t I find it and cherish it?
Much later, the words said by Helen Keller reminded me, “I never stopped crying for having no shoes until one day when I saw some people without feet…” It was at that moment when I grasped the true meaning of happiness. As a matter of fact, happiness is a kind of possession, a kind of pursuit, and a kind of discovery in life. Everyone has his own happiness, and most of the time, we just ignore it even though it is right in our hands. From then on, I often told myself, “Even if you are a clown, you must have to be happy one.” Because to me, only those who care about their currently possession can lead a happy life.
