我一直记得那个冬日下午的太阳，明媚灿烂得宛如盛夏八月。
I will always remember Italy's winter afternoon sun, as bright as in August.
晚饭后不久，冬日的太阳下山之前，我忽然想到：一个真正意义的家庭并不总是自己血肉相连的骨肉，它是彼此间的心灵相通，心灵契合。
Sometime after dinner, before the winter sunset, it occurred to me that a true family is not always one's own flesh and blood. It is a climate of the heart.
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