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我小时候,家里很穷。蜷缩的炕头,昏暗的油灯……都在我的脑海中深深扎下了根。记得我七岁那年,曾祖母重病缠身,母亲细心地伺候她。
When I was a kid, my family was very poor. The huddled gimmicks, the dim oil lamps... all deeply rooted in my mind. When I was seven years old, my great-grandmother was seriously ill and my mother took care of her.