It was a Christmas break from school almost 40 years ago. I had spent most of the morning like any boy would, outside in the snow and enjoying the sunlight on the day of the year. I liked stepping through the snow, making snowballs to the trees, and watching the smoky breath float (飘) out of my. After a while, though, the got to be too much and I went. It was warm in the house. I my wet coat and put on my favorite blue sweater. Then I walked into the. My mom and grandma had just baking two loaves of Italian bread. Mom looked up, smiled at me and asked me what I wanted for. I smiled back and pointed to the delicious bread. Mom laughed, a slice off the bread, and buttered it for me. Then she told me to go sit the stove (炉子) in the living room. Taking my slice with me I sat in my favorite chair, and felt the gentle heat (热) from the stove my little body. It was a moment of pure. I felt so good and so loved that I it to this day. Our daily and love are all we need in this life. They are all we need to. Anything else is just an extra blessing to be used to make this world a place for us all. Be thankful for the daily bread that fills your and for daily love that fills your soul. Then go out and with great joy your bread, your blessings, and your love with the world.