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时光如一把刻刀,雕琢生命,那等在记忆里的容颜如莲花般开落,美丽总随风而逝。但纵然时间可以淡褪一切繁华,我生命里的最美一直完美如初。很喜欢翻家里的相册。在我没有出世时,我们家人就热衷于照相,有爷爷参军时的合影,有姑姑结婚时的留念,还有妈妈年轻时的照片。爸爸说妈妈年轻时很漂亮,我小时候总是不信。如果妈妈真的漂亮,怎么会生出我这副尊
Time, such as a graver, carve life, and so on in the memory of the face like a lotus-like opening, the beautiful always gone with the wind. But even if time fade fade, the most beautiful in my life has been perfect. I like to flip my home album. When I was not born, our family was keen to take photos, a group photo with my grandfather joining the army, a souvenir when my aunt was married, and a photograph of my mother when I was young. Dad said that when she was young, her mother was very pretty. When I was young, I always did not believe it. If my mother is really beautiful, how can I give birth to my respect?