Let me be specific: In the past, I used to get up early as there was a task waiting to be done. As there was no choice, I had to get up as soon as the bell rang. At first it seemed a struggle, it took courage to drag yourself out of the warm quilts. As days went on, it became a daily routine. Jumping out of bed was not as difficult as it used to be. I quickly put on my clothes, singing loudly to enjoy myself. By and by, I loved to rise early in the morning, and to be the first to walk around the beautiful campus.

Now in the morning, I do not have to do the job as someone else has taken my place instead. I returned to my old bad habits, struggling in bed, wanting to sleep for one or two minutes. What is worse, I get up a little later and have to send my daughter to her primary school, which makes me in a rush. I don't feel calm and comfortable. My new day begins with the struggle and rush. As the saying goes: A good day begins with a good morning. Now I decide to change the situation as if I have to get up a little earlier.

Let me give you one more example. I fell in love with English writing the minute I found this website, and  back then I was fascinated by writing in English, thanks to my hard work, my writing skills has improved quite a lot. One of the scholars I admired most , after reading some of my essays, spoke highly of my works and encouraged me to go ahead. "one day, you can piece together all the articles and combine a book, I will be glad to be the first reader". He said jokingly. never shall we underestimate the power of other's encouragement, it took roots in my heart.

I determined to keep on writing and writing better. And you know, to write better, I have to read more English books. Needless to say, the more I read, the better I can write, and the better I write, the happier I will be, which is a great force which motivates me to aim high and strive for excellence.

During that crazy period, each single night, I stayed behind in the office and began to write anything I that was on my mind. The willow leaves were dangling softly in the moonlights, the frogs were singing happily as if to tell me that they were having a dancing party. The twinkling stars hanging in the night sky were playing hide and seek behind the clouds which were also moving slowly .When I opened the door, I found my wife and children fast alseep.In order not to disturb them , I stealthily washed my face and lay down with my brain running wild. Oh, how happy I was back then. I used words, phrases foreign to me, express my feeling and thoughts, I was moved by what I have written. More importantly, I simply enjoyed what I was doing, what else mattered? And I knew then and there and creation is the highest form of happiness and  its effect is  everlasting.

Unfortunately, for some strange reason, I stopped writing for a long time. I suppose that is because that I had ups and downs in my life, I felt depressed, wanting to do nothing. Not a single piece came out. Oh, so many inspirations came and went , if  I had written them down!

Never take anything for granted. Sometimes you may regret. Habit, only good  habit can take us to a place where there is a lot of happiness.