If you want to be happy, be.
Leo Tolstoy
The boy was jubilant, carrying the infectious energy of pure happiness. With every jump and hop, his curly brown hair bounced as his eyes crinkled into small crescents of joy. While he danced through life, lost in himself, the world seemed to light up. Even the breeze played along, tousling his hair affectionately and blowing on his red cheeks.
As the day wore on and the sun began its descent towards the horizon, the boy’s energy showed no signs of waning. Each petal seemed to reach out to him, as if eager to join in his celebration of life while danced through fields of wildflowers, their vibrant colours a perfect backdrop to his joyful movements.
Soon, the boy found himself by a serene pond, its surface reflecting the hues of the setting sun like a shimmering mirror. He settled onto the grassy bank, the last rays of daylight bathing him in a warm, golden glow.
In that peaceful moment, surrounded by the beauty of nature, the boy closed his eyes and let the sounds of the world wash over him. The gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze, the soft chirping of crickets, the distant murmur of flowing water—all merged into a symphony of tranquility.
Enchanté Echoes 
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