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孩子的微笑,天真烂漫;成人的微笑,意味深长;老人的微笑,和蔼慈祥……不同的微笑,洋溢着不同的滋味。细细品味,老人的微笑洋溢着独特的滋味,正是这种滋味,弥散在我的童年中……软糖甜。那是天真懵懂的年龄,我依稀记得,那排杨柳、那包饼干、那张微笑着的慈祥面容——我的爷爷。坐在自行车后座,我数着河畔的杨柳,吹着二月那裁出细叶的春风……“爷爷,饼干又忘了!”一句每天重复的话,
Children’s smile, innocent; adult smile, meaningful; old smile, kind and kind ... ... different smile, filled with different tastes. Savor, the elderly smile filled with a unique taste, it is this taste, dispersed in my childhood ... ... sweet candy. It was naive age, I vaguely remember that rows of willow, that packet of cookies, that smiling kind face - my grandfather. Sitting in the back seat of the bike, I count the river willow, blowing the spring of February that cut the leaves ... ... “Grandpa, biscuits and forgot!” Repeat every day,