A composition on the topic of happiness

It is related, for example, helping others is happiness

The warmth hidden in bread

In winter, the biting cold wind keeps whistling, sending out "Whoosh" sound. The cold wind blowing in the face can make people shiver a few times. On the street, people wear cotton-padded jackets, thick scarves, and gloves to keep themselves warm. There was only one beggar, dressed in rags, squatting on the sidewalk on the side of the road, huddled in a ball, shivering. Despite this, when people passed in front of him, he would still stretch out a hand, pick up the bowl placed in front of him, shake it, and beg from people.

However, almost no one gave him alms. At this time, a gust of wind blowing in the face made the beggar shiver several times and huddled tighter. He looked at the scattered coins in the bowl and felt that his heart was as cold as the wind just now.

At this time, a little girl of seven or eight years old came. The girl was dressed very cutely: she wore a small white velvet hat on her head, and a thick white scarf around her neck, covering her little mouth; she wore a white down jacket, and on her hands Wearing white gloves, white cotton pants, and still wearing white cotton shoes. The bouncing light steps and rosy little face make the little girl look a little playful.

The little girl saw a person huddled on the sidewalk in front of her and slowed down. Then she saw clearly that it was a beggar. The girl came to the beggar and stopped.

The little girl looked at the beggar, and then at the bowl in front of the beggar. There were scattered dimes and fifty cents in it, and the total amount was less than two yuan. The girl couldn't help but frown and thought: "It's such a cold day and this beggar is still wearing such shabby clothes. He must be very cold! There is still so little money in his bowl. This beggar is really pitiful. I must give him more." "Something."

Thinking about this, the girl put her hand into her pocket, and she touched a soft object. When she took it out, she found that it was a flattened piece of bread that she had left out in the morning. It was given to her by her mother. The little girl continued to search, searching all over her body but could not find a penny or anything else. The girl blamed herself: "Damn it, why didn't you bring more money before going out in the morning! What should I do now?!" The girl took the bread, and it was neither good nor bad to give it. There was no way to continue standing like this. The girl gritted her teeth and finally handed the bread to the beggar.

"No, here it is for you!" the little girl said. The beggar raised his head and looked at the girl with surprise, as if to say: "Why do you want to give me bread?" The girl smiled, "You are very pitiful, and I feel sorry for not giving you anything. I only brought so much this morning." A piece of bread, I don’t have anything else for you, I’m sorry.” The beggar took the bread, stared at it, opened it with trembling hands, and then ate it hungrily.

The sun came out, and the first ray of winter sunshine shone on the beggar.

The beggar felt warmth for the first time. He lowered his head and looked at the bread in his hand. It turned out that this warmth was hidden in the bread...