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儿子,今天你3岁了。在母亲的苦难中点燃了你的生日的烛光,烛光映红了你的笑脸也让我忘却了所有的付出和艰辛,只觉得自己拥有一份沉甸甸的收获。
Son, you are three years old today. In the mother’s misfortune ignited the candlelight of your birthday, candlelight red smiles also let me forget all the hard work and hardships, only to feel that they have a heavy harvest.