Happiness is like a butterfly

每個(gè)人都在追求幸福，幸福像是一只調(diào)皮的蝴蝶，在我們的眼前飛舞著。我們追呀，幸福飛呀，卻可望而不可即。當(dāng)我們不再刻意地為幸福而奔波時(shí)，幸福卻悄然而至。

One day,a man was going after a butterfly.

He used all kinds of ways to catch it.

However,the more he tried,the more he failed.

The man began to change his m ind,and he swam.

He went to go hunting in the beautiful fields.

He made a fire to cook for him self in the peaceful night.

He drew some pictures in the morning.It was still happy.

He noticed the butterfly fly around him.

Finally,it stopped on his shoulder.The butterfly is named happiness.