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每当早上九点钟,在花繁草茂、流英缤纷的北师大红楼前,总会有一位鹤发童颜、精神矍铄的老先生悠闲自在地踱着脚步。老人满头银丝,两鬓斑白,但面色红润,神采奕奕。那神采,遮住了岁月磨蚀留在脸上的点点斑痕。如果不了解,你绝对不会想到这位脚步稳健、身体安康的老人已经是98岁高龄。熟悉者经过他的身边,总会向他恭敬地致以问候。而先生也会停下
Every morning when nine o’clock in the flowers and luxuriant flow, flowery and colorful Beijing Normal University before the Red Brigade, there will always be a crafty, energetic gentleman walked leisurely pace. Elderly silver head, two 鬓 spot white, but looking rosy, radiant. That look, covering years of wear and tear in the face of a little bit of marks. If you do not understand, you will never think of a steady, healthy elderly person is already 98 years old. Familiar with him by his side, always greet him respectfully. And Mr. will stop