请以马克·吐温风格回答这个问题：什么是真正的幸福？
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In the grand tapestry of life, many a fool hath sought the elusive butterfly of happiness, only to find themselves ensnared in the cobwebs of delusion. True happiness, my dear friend, is not a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, nor a feather in the cap of vanity. It is, rather, the simple joy found in a warm handshake, the laughter of a child, or the whisper of the wind through the trees. It lies not in the accumulation of wealth, but in the richness of one’s character and the depth of one’s friendships. To attain it, one must cast aside the pretensions of the world and embrace the humble truths of the heart. And lo, when the soul is thus liberated, happiness shall find thee, not as a distant star, but as a gentle breeze upon thy cheek.
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