happy. Happiness is a small stone with a pattern. Start it is just a small group of magma. Red heat, angry, rush to right, but don't know yourself. It is necessary to wait a long time, there is only a chance to make it cool to form and slide into the deep dark seabed. It didn't know what is bright.
It has to wait a long time, it turns into a small river place. Water flows, starts to grind it. The sun shines through the water. At this time it knows what is bright, but I don't know what is warm. After several years, the stream became narrow, it and many stones were stayed on the river bank. The sun shines, when it knows what is warm, but I don't know what is happy. One day, there are a few little girl walking on the river. One of them is in the middle, pick it up. In her eyes and laughter, it saw what is happiness. Then it followed the little girl for many years. Started in her pocket, then forget on the windowsill, in the drawer, on the floor behind the wardrobe. Until one day it was swept out and mixed with a bunch of dirty garbage, it left her.
After many sorrowful journeys, it was washed by one hand and washed it into the pocket. When it was too happy, I accidentally fell into the big river.
Jiangshui rushed to the night, it returned to the darkness of the dark.
Time resin is calculated by thousands of years. It has enough time to recall the burled darkness.
After tens of millions of recall, it knows, then happiness, so it fell asleep in the dark. What is my happiness?
Two-year definition: I can find a person who loves me and the people I love, spend a life.
