Does rich person really happy? Most of us want to be rich person, and think that if I rich I can do many things that I want to do, so I will happy. But in fact I think most of rich person are not really happy, their life are not as good as our thinking. Their have big problems, like heritages and loneliness. It¡¯s really difficult to have real friends when you are rich, you will think that does he really want to be my friend or just want my money. For example, in the poem ¡°Richard Cory¡±, he is really rich men. ¡°And he was rich-yes, rich that a king-¡± the writer said in the poem, but he ¡°Went home and put a bullet through his head¡±. So rich can not make you happy.
Children always smile, they singing, dancing, are they really happy? In fact children also have problems. Like the child in poem ¡°The Chimney Sweeper¡±, the little boy has to be a Chimney Sweeper, he doesn¡¯t want to. Because he always singing and dancing, so parents think he can do this work. ¡°And because I am happy, and dance and sing, they think I have done me no injury¡¡± the parents even don¡¯t know they hurt their child. A child can not be always happy too and the smiles on their face are not real one sometimes.
When you have some entertainments you will smile, does this is really happy? Sometime does not. Like in ¡°We Wear the Mask¡±, the slaves in this poem always singing when they are working, others think they are happy, because they are singing have smile, but in fact they feel ¡°With torn and bleeding hearts we smile, and mo.. On a cool December day, my classmates and me went to a rest home to sing Christmas carols to the elderly. At the I was in 4th grade, and it was my first time going to a place like this and I couldn’t help but feeling a little nervous, but at the same time I was anxious. My teacher, Mrs. Mello, gave us all jobs such as passing around cookies and cards we made ahead of time. My job was the hardest of them all, I was to go around and talk with people and ask them what they were doing for the holidays and questions like that. There was no turning back now I was too far in.
People started to file into the small room decorated with spirited streamers, paper chains, garlands, and ornaments to help make the room feel welcome and harm with holiday spirit. Mrs. Mello had warned us all before that some would be sweet while others wouldn’t and then said to me, ” Most of them would enjoy a friendly smile for their holidays. For some that’s all they need to brighten up their holidays, so go ahead and smile.” The smiling I knew I could handle, but I wasn’t quite sure about what she meant when she said, ” for some that’s all they need to lighten up their holidays”. I began smiling as we began to sing our first song ” Silent Night”. I made sure that I smiled the most sincere smile I could as I kept on singing. I looked into their eyes and received smiles back, but with others I didn’t. Even though many didn’t smile back, it didn’t discourage me, so I kept on smiling.
There was one particular woman who looked as if she was very old and seemed lonely. To this day I remember exactly what she was wearing. She was dressing in a light colored pink T-shirt with lightly colored tan pants. Her hair was particularly white with a cute little pink clip attached to the right side of her head. Her eyes were the best quality about her, bright and blue.
Article Source: by Lalita Jeewan