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那些日子，总能见到光如嫂挺着大肚子，一个人坐在破败的家门前，眼泡肿涨着，像一个服刑的女囚。
In those days, I could always see the light belly bulging like a sister, a man sat in front of the dilapidated house, swelling of the eye swelling, like a prisoner serving a sentence.