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清晨,阳光推开薄雾,绽放出它如花的笑容。我从车棚里推出车子,双腿跨上去,正准备出发,书包从背上滑落下来。我放好车,刚准备去拾起书包,眼前出现了一双陌生而粗糙的手,原来是这条街道上的清洁工大爷。“谢谢!”刹那,我看到了老人那发黄的脸庞,那稀疏的胡须,老人笑着,淡淡地微笑着,皱纹毫无保留地显露出来。但这皱纹,似乎也微笑着,让老人的笑容透射出夕阳的无限温暖,那样的宁静而祥和。我就这样带着老人的微笑出发了,带着人性的暖与感恩出
In the early morning, the sun shines through the mist and blooms its flowery smile. I pushed out the car from the shed, my legs straddling up, and I was about to start off, and my schoolbag slipped from my back. I put the car, just ready to pick up the bag, in front of a pair of strange and rough hands, turned out to be the cleaners uncle on this street. “Thank you! ” In an instant, I saw the elderly that yellow face, that sparse beard, the old man smiled, smiling lightly, wrinkles revealed without reservation. However, this wrinkle, it seems, is also smiling, so that the old man’s smile reveals infinite warm sunset, so quiet and peaceful. I started out with the smile of the elderly in this way, with warmth and gratitude of humanity