A large proportion of the population is too serious for their own benefit. The strange exception is that most people laugh at the wrong things and can't laugh at the right things. This serious inconsistency has caused people to lose their healthy attitude towards life.

Those who take life too seriously may miss the great pleasure of living in a crazy world like ours. I am not sure about scientific research, but I suspect that every sad moment requires a hundred laughs to balance books. Some people have about ninety-nine laughs and no real reason.

I like the old English proverb: "Laughter, the whole world laughs with you, crying, you cry alone."

From my point of view, if you can't laugh with others, you won't be able to cry with him or her and have any meaning.

According to some medical advice, frowning requires more facial muscles and energy than a smile. Of course, the only movement for some people is frowning, who am I taking it from them.

I am determined, in any case, to exercise my right to smile and laugh and enjoy the world around me. I must admit that I treat this attitude honestly.

My grandfather is a master of the past in the field of practical jokes. There is not much time spent preparing for his famous practical joke. His favorite vacation is April 1st and will begin preparations for this holiday after Christmas.

The fact that his actual jokes sometimes made him in trouble did not seem to affect him.

After staying in the hospital for a while, he had a sneak thief who stole him. For some reason, he likes to chew snuff. This is the most disgusting habit I know.

He just started chewing it after he received the smuggled goods. If you don't know anything about chewing snuff, you know it's accompanied by a lot of spitting. As usual, his timing is impeccable. As the head nurse walked through the door, he used to slobber in the trash can next to his bed. The nurse did not know how to chew snuff, thinking that he vomited blood and immediately entered a state of emergency. My grandfather was immediately rushed to the operating room, and the surgeon and medical team were assembled.

My grandfather was very ill at the time. Some people think that he will not leave the hospital.

Just as they let him sit in the operating room, he pulled his chewing snuff from under his sheets and smiled at them. The only person in the room who thought this was interesting was my grandfather. The doctor was so angry with him that they refused to see him for three days and confiscated his chewing snuff.

My aunt and uncle live next to my grandfather. When I came to her house, my aunt was very clean. Under her eaves, any form of dirt is not welcome. She has a broom that is always within reach because she never knows when there will be a piece of mud trying to invade her home.

That year, my grandfather found something new. I'm not sure where he found it, but he may have spent a lot of time looking for something like this. This is a rubber fax that looks like a very annoying vomit. For him, this is a precious property.

Most of his practical jokes were performed on April 1. Whenever we see our grandfather coming to this special day, we usually go looking for cover.

He walked over to visit my aunt and sat on the sofa in the living room. They talked for a while, then my grandfather began to cough. He said to my aunt: "I didn't feel well recently. I really don't know what it is." Then he began to cough more seriously, and my aunt got up and went to the kitchen to give him a glass of water, thinking he could help him.

When she returned, she was surprised to see a terrible sight on her new coffee table. My grandfather coughed on the coffee table as if he was on the verge of death. On the coffee table is a very annoying vomit.

My aunt fell into hysteria. She spun, grabbed her broom within a moment and began to walk to my grandfather. My grandfather smiled, but not long.

Suddenly, he realized that the broom in his aunt was directed at him. She drove him out of the house and walked down the driveway. At least three blocks shouted at him. I didn't dare to repeat it in the public society.

Laughter is the fresh air of the soul. Even the Bible thinks so.

“The happy heart makes people happy; but the sorrow of the soul causes the soul to be broken” [Proverbs 15:13]. And, my favorite, "A happy heart is as good as a drug; but a broken soul will dry up the bones" [Proverbs 17:22].

I recommend a healthy medicine for your soul.

Healthy dose of the soul was originally published on Spring