Hidden Happiness

Hidden Happiness Cao Hui Some happiness comes from deep inside, like a thin spring, rippling naturally. At this time, you have clear eyes and a smile...

>Hidden Happiness Cao Hui Some happiness comes from deep within your heart, like a thin spring, rippling naturally. At this time, you have clear eyes and a smile, feeling that God is really treating you well. With such a good state of mind and a relatively healthy body, what could be more joyful than this? I once discussed the word "comfort" with a friend. I said that comfort is like a well-pressed piece of clothing, no wrinkles, transparent, simple, and clear. In this way, the heart feels comfortable. In short, it is comfortable. And those people who have many thoughts and worries, have some hidden secrets, some untruthful lies, and some little tricks that are not enough to be explained to outsiders. The hearts carrying such secrets must be tired and wrinkled layer by layer. How can they be stretched out? The happiness will definitely be much less. The ancients said: "The great beauty of heaven and earth can be found in simplicity." Indeed, the simpler a person is, the easier it is to be satisfied and happy. When you are walking, you see flowers and plants along the way, or you hear good music or appreciate a good article, which are all sources of happiness. Forrest Gump is stupid, but he is persistent and persistent, and he will eventually achieve success that outsiders can't imagine. He who is content is always happy. When people become complicated, or when they think they are smart, think that they should do what they want, trap others into injustice, and are very self-conscious about themselves, they will easily act stupidly. The sad thing is that they don't know it yet, and they think they can integrate into the secular world with ease, so they are complacent. True happiness is silent, indescribable, and does not need to be deliberately publicized. The noisy, performative happiness that needs to be shown to others is actually not real happiness. It requires too much recognition from others. It's just a little lie told by loneliness. How will you feel when the lie is finally exposed? It's really good if you feel happy yourself. Why do you have to perform it for others? In the afternoon of autumn, I take a short break from the complicated interpersonal relationships. Make a cup of green tea, watch the tea leaves spread and dance in the boiling water, relax for the last time, the tea floats on the tongue, with a slightly astringent sweetness. Read some of the words carefully, the spirituality and wisdom come into your eyes and your heart, like a date from a previous life. The sun is so warm, and the breeze brings the fragrance of osmanthus, and my heart is happy. This hidden happiness does not need and is not enough to be told to outsiders.