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照片是一个女人的,一双大而黑的眼睛,粉嫩的手,短短的指甲,粲然的笑。很是漂亮,但我从不认识,只感觉到熟悉。她仿佛藏身于我和邵波之间,时时刻刻,而又那么遥远,抓拉不住。那年遇见他,我有了生日我不是7月7日生的,但我的生日是7月7日。就如邵波不是我的父亲,但他养了我。那年7月7日。一个刚毕业参加工作的大学生,一个被人遗弃的女婴。遇见了。据他说,当时的我很安静,眨着一双大而黑的眼睛,看着围观的人,张着粉嫩的小手,似乎要抓什么。而我手伸的方向正指向挤进人群的他。于是,他看到了我粲然的一笑,他也笑了。就这一瞬,他便喜欢上了我。于是没有丝毫的犹豫,就将我抱在怀里。7月7日,也就成了我的生日。
The photo is a woman, a pair of big black eyes, pink hand, short nails, suddenly laughing. Very beautiful, but I never know, just feel familiar. She seems to hide between Shao Bo and me, all the time, but so far away, could not pull pull. I met him that year, I have a birthday I was not born on July 7, but my birthday is July 7. Just like Shao Bo is not my father, but he nourished me. July 7 that year. A newly graduated college student, an abandoned baby girl. met. According to him, I was very quiet at the time, winking a pair of big black eyes, looking at the crowd, wearing pink hands, seems to be caught. And the direction of my hand is pointing at him crowding into the crowd. So, he saw my sudden smile, he laughed. At this moment, he liked me. So without any hesitation, I will hold in my arms. July 7, it has become my birthday.