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读罢《忘却的生日》,止不住动心叹惋。轻叩作者敞开的心扉,我们真切地感受到作者浸透着血泪的负疚感和挥之不去的母子深情。
Reading “Forgetful Birthday,” I can’t stop sighing. By ignoring the open mind of the author, we truly feel the guilt of the author’s soaking in blood and tears and the lingering affection of mother and son.