knock on the door of your happiness

Summer 2022-04-21 09:01:12

When pointing to the sky, someone doesn't look at the sky and looks at their fingers, it's a big idiot!

But I like my fingers wrinkled after a long bath.

I also watch TV at home, hehe will cry sadly, in fact, everyone is like this, right Right ?

Did you eat strawberries like this when you were a kid or is there any other strange way~~ HIAHIAHIA will secretly observe other people's expressions in the movie theater? Or stick your hands into the tiny particles, whether it's rice or flour or sand. Anyway I have such a subconscious mind! For example, Emily

's heartbeat when she fell in love at first sight, and the perfume bottle suddenly fell to the ground . The cloud on the right is in the shape of a little bear . Amelie came home from work. She passed the subway station and saw the beggar. She wanted to give money to the beggar, but the beggar said: "Miss, I'm sorry, today is Sunday, and I don't accept money!" Haha, You can be so peaceful when you're good. This girl, as ordinary as her name, likes to stick her fingers deep into the rice bag, use a spoon to break up the solid layer of oil, and float in the canal - and all the divisions in " Like everyone else in the vast and vague group of all living beings, she lives simply, feeling small sorrows and faint joys. However, when Emily habitually picked up a stone by the canal and threw it out gently, when the stone stirred up a string of ripples on the water, this child who has lived in his own world since childhood, makes people feel I feel that maybe she can make some changes in her peaceful life and find a happy goal in the mediocre and trivial life. Knock on the door of your happiness, if you miss the chance, your heart will dry up as time flies - " pleasant harmony from the inside", which I translate as "pleasant harmony from the inside makes you A peaceful life begins with ripples























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Amélie quotes

  • [Amélie hands a begger some money]

    Beggar: Sorry madam, I don't work on Sundays.

  • Hipolito (The Writer): We pass the time of day to forget how time passes.