Happiness is a feeling, it does not depend on the state of people's lives, and depends on the mentality of people.
Happiness comes from a quiet heart at ease.
Happiness is a kind of taste, a sweet taste.
What is happiness? Happiness is a mystery, you get one thousand to answer, the answer will be one thousand.
The sun flowers is beautiful, with revolutionary ideal love is sweet.
In this world, precious things are very few, so that there is just one you.
My tears touch your brow, you smile to my tears.
As long as it is forced, no matter what is of no use. As long as they are most willing to, no matter how can accept.
Love is not just to learn tolerance, after all, also met a.
What to make up for the remaining vacancy, a vast expanse of pale blank constantly flooded with also cannot hide the lonely night.