How does happiness feel like snow?
Um, snow is cold and fun.
Your simile isn’t clear-cut. Snow falls from the sky and sits on the ground. How is that fun?
When it snows, you can ski and go sledding and throw snowballs.
So: Happiness feels like a fast sled gliding down a snowy hill.
Hey, the adjectives fast describing sled and snowy describing hill add details that paint a picture. That’s good, Mr. Butt.
That’s why I’m the teacher and you’re the student. Details in your similes and metaphors make them stand out. So, how does happiness sound to you, Bonefish?
So clarify your simile so that people will understand. How about: Happiness looks like a caretaker pulling weeds from an overgrown gravesite?
Happiness smells like fresh baked pizza coming out of the oven.
Happiness tastes like fresh baked pizza coming out of the oven.
Happiness is a tawny cat sitting in an empty canary cage.