I am the happiest person in this world

What is happiness. I often ask myself this question. Someone says that happiness is to have a lot of money, and then can do a lot of what they want to do, to buy brand. As now it is winter, happiness is has a very expensive moncler jacket. So when you wear such a famous brand clothing, people around you will envy, because they don't have the economic ability. Yes, put on the clothes like this moncler jackets women will be really make you feel very proud, but I think it has nothing to do with happiness. Because the real happiness has no relationship with money, happiness is a kind of feeling of the heart.

Happiness is actually very simple, have a healthy body, and have a good appetite can taste all food, have a happy family, a person love you deeply, a group of good friends in your side with you. Many rich men have a lot of money, but they still didn't feel very happy, because they are too busy, too busy to have no time to enjoy, enjoy family, enjoy the love, enjoy friendship, enjoy the simple happiness in this world. This is a very sad.

I've been feeling I’m the happiest person in this world, although I don't have a lot of money, I am still very happy, because I have a lot of things which the money can't buy.

1. I have a very healthy body, I can to do anything I want to do.

2. I have a lovely mom, it makes me realize the great and warm of the maternal love.

3. I like the job, I can depend on my personable ability to feed myselves.

4. I have no brand clothing like moncler jackets, but put on those cheap clothing, I still have temperament.

WHAT WILL MATTER

Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end.

There will be no more sunrises, no days, no hours or minutes.

All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will pass to someone else.

Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance. It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed.

Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, and cheap ED hardy clothing will finally disappear.

So, too, your cheap designer handbags, ambitions, plans, and to-do lists will all expire.

The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away.

It won't matter where you came from, or on what side of the tracks you lived.

It won't matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant.

Your gender, skin color, ethnicity will be irrelevant.

So what will matter?

How will the value of your days be measured?

What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built;

not what you got, but what you gave.

What will matter is not your success, but your significance.

What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught.

What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage and sacrifice that enriched, empowered or encouraged others to emulate your example.

What will matter is not your competence, but your character.

What will matter is not how many people you knew, but how many will feel a lasting loss when you re gone.

What will matter is not your memories, but the memories of those who loved you.

What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom and for what.

Living a life that matters doesn t happen by accident.

It s not a matter of circumstance but of choice.

Choose to live a life that matters.

Life throws a brick at your head

A young and successful executive with his cheap designer handbags was traveling down a neighborhood street， going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something.

As his car passed， one child appeared， and a brick smashed into the Jag's side door. He slammed on the brakes and spun the Jag back to the spot from where the brick had been thrown.

He jumped out of the car， grabbed some kid and pushed him up against a parked car， shouting， "What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing?"

Building up a head of steam， he went on"That's a new car and that brick you threw is gonna cost a lot of money. Why did you do it?"

“Please， mister， please， I'm sorry. I didn't know what else to do!”pleaded the youngster.

"It's my brother，" he said. "He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up.

Sobbing， the boy asked the executive， "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."

Moved beyond words， the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He lifted the young man back into the wheelchair and took out his handkerchief and wiped the scrapes and cuts， checking to see that everything was going to be okay.

"Thank you， sir. And God bless you，" the grateful child said to him. The man then watched the little boy push his brother to the sidewalk toward their home.

It was a long walk backs to his Jaguar... a long， slow walk. He never did repair the side door. He kept the dent to remind him not to go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention.

Life whispers in your soul and speaks to your heart. Sometimes， when you don't have the time to listen... Life throws a brick at your head.

It's your choice: Listen to the whispers of your soul or wait for the brick!

Do you sometimes ignore loved ones because your life is too fast and busy leaving them to wonder whether you really love them?

Everyone Gets An Angel

If anyone tries to tell you that you can't work hard enough to face the task in front of you--show them that you're tough. If anyone tries to tell you that you are not that strong, don't listen to discouragement--know that you belong.

If anyone tries to tell you that you can't sing your own song, or make your way in the world...prove them wrong.

Everyone gets an angel... You can't always see them because sometimes they are invisible.

Sometimes they are your pet when he kisses you...

Sometimes they are a cheap designer handbags you find... an angel might even be your friend.
Those angels are quiet, but what they are really saying is:" pink clouds! A good day is just around the corner."

Somewhere an angel is looking out for you, too.

My Mother

My mother is a kind and gentle woman. She is very busy from morning till night. As a teacher she works diligently and efficiently. As Mother, she takes good care of us and gives us every comfort. I have an elder brother. He and I both love her dearly, as she loves us.

My mother has been teaching math at a middle school in my home town. She goes to the school early in the morning and does not return home until late in the afternoon. She loves her students and cares for them. She treats them with patience and teaches them well. For her excellent qualities and very good teaching results, she is always praised and respected by both her students and colleagues alike. And she has been chosen or elected as a model teacher several times.

My mother is a thrifty and industrious woman. She never buys expensive or fancy dresses for herself; she goes occasionally to buy some inexpensive and high-quality clothes for us. She never goes to luxurious shops to buy wholesale designer handbags. She merely eats a humble meal outside when she is too busy. She lives a busy yet simple life, without any complaints. As soon as she comes back from school, she sets about doing housework: sweeping the living room and bedrooms or cleaning the furniture, and putting everything in good order. Besides, she prepares nice dishes for us to eat. She seems to be on the go all the time. As she has been very busy working hard every day, she looks older than she really is. Her face is wrinkled, and her hair has turned silver white. But she looks as cheerful and happy as ever.

Often she says to us, "Work while you work, and play while you play. That is the way to be happy and gay. If you do not work, you will become lazy and of no use to society." What a piece of good advice this is! I never forget it and always bear it in my mind. This advice of hers will always serve as a guide to my action. My mother is great indeed, and I always feel proud of her.

Growth That Starts From Thinking

It seems to me a very difficult thing to put into words the beliefs we hold and what they make you do in your life. I think I was fortunate because I grew up in a family where there was a very deep religious feeling. I don’t think it was spoken of a great deal. It was more or less taken for granted that everybody held certain beliefs and needed certain reinforcements of their own strength and that that came through your belief in God and your knowledge of prayer.

But as I grew older I questioned a great many of the things that I knew very well my grandmother who had brought me up had taken for granted. And I think I might have been a quite difficult person to live with if it hadn’t been for the fact that my husband once said it didn’t do you any harm to learn those things, so why not let your children learn them? When they grow up they’ll think things out for themselves.

And that gave me a feeling that perhaps that’s what we all must do—think out for ourselves what we could believe and how we could live without cheap designer handbags. And so I came to the conclusion that you had to use this life to develop the very best that you could develop.

I don’t know whether I believe in a future life. I believe that all that you go through here must have some value, therefore there must be some reason. And there must be some “going on.” How exactly that happens I’ve never been able to decide. There is a future—that I’m sure of. But how, that I don’t know. And I came to feel that it didn’t really matter very much because whatever the future held you’d have to face it when you came to it, just as whatever life holds you have to face it exactly the same way. And the important thing was that you never let down doing the best that you were able to do—it might be poor because you might not have very much within you to give, or to help other people with, or to live your life with. But as long as you did the very best that you were able to do, then that was what you were put here to do and that was what you were accomplishing by being here.

And so I have tried to follow that out—and not to worry about the future or what was going to happen. I think I am pretty much of a fatalist. You have to accept whatever comes and the only important thing is that you meet it with courage and with the best that you have to give. 

A Shared Moment Of Trust

One night recently I was driving down a two lane highway at about 60 miles an hour. A car approached from the opposite direction at about the same speed. As we passed each other, I caught the other driver’s eye for only a second.
I wondered whether he might be thinking, as I was, how dependent we were on each other at that moment. I was relying on him not to fall asleep, not to be distracted by a cell phone conversation, not to cross over into my lane and bring my life suddenly to an end. And though we were strangers to each other, he relied upon me in just the same way.
Multiplied a million times over, I believe that is the way the world works. At some level we all depend upon one another to act in a way that avoids mutual destruction. Sometimes that dependence requires us simply to refrain from doing something — like crossing over the double yellow line. And sometimes it requires us to act cooperatively — as in the case of profound threats to our health or safety.
One familiar example of a serious problem that could not have been solved — or could not have been solved as promptly — without worldwide cooperation is the SARS epidemic. In 2003, SARS claimed 700 lives and threatened to spread around the world. The virus had to be quickly identified and controlled. That was too big an undertaking for any one country, but scientists from five nations were able — working together — to identify the virus in record time. Doctors around the world then brought the cheap designer handbags quickly under control.
Another area in which international cooperation is essential is terrorism. In the continuing struggle against this lethal threat, we cannot prevail without cooperation among the law enforcement agencies. intelligence services, and sometimes the military establishments of countries around the world. The daily news from Iraq and Afghanistan underscores just how much even America, the super power, needs such help.
Americans are a people who value their freedom to do what they want to do, when and how they want to do it. But we cannot escape the reality that in ways large and small, we live in an interdependent world. Only the unwise would say that an individual or a nation can go it alone.