幸福就是早上醒来,看到一抹阳光恰好落到枕边。可以不用急着起床,躲在被窝里听着爱人在厨房里忙碌,不一会儿,荷包蛋的香味弥漫了整个房间。幸福就是走在华灯初上的傍晚,经过一家音像店时正好响起一首久违的老歌。于是停住脚步将歌听完,许多美丽遥远的回忆在脑海中渐渐清晰起来。幸福就是夜深人静的时候独自在灯下看一本好书,偶然间读到的一句话语触动了内心最纤细的神经,无意中一抬头,发现橘红色的灯光柔柔地铺满房间。幸福就是春天里偶然闻到路边阵阵花香,夏天里穿着衬衫在海边看潮起潮落,秋天里走在满是落叶的大街上吹风,冬天里在 Happiness is the morning wake up and saw a touch of sunshine just fell to the pillow. Can not hurry to get up, hiding in the bed listening to love in the kitchen busy, and soon, the smell of poached egg filled the room. Happiness is walking in the early evening lights in China, after a video store just sounded a long time noisy songs. So stop and listen to the song finished, many beautiful distant memories gradually clear in my mind. Happiness is the dead of night alone in the light to see a good book, occasionally read a statement touched the innermost slender nerves, inadvertently looked up and found the orange light softly covered the room. Happiness is the spring occasionally smell the flowers bloom in the street, wearing a shirt in the summer to see the ebb and flow of the beach in the autumn, walking in the streets full of leaves on the hair, winter in the