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一一个人的一生再漫长,让他最难忘的事也许就那么几件,让他最难忘的人也不过那么几个。对于我来说,藏在心灵深处的事或人也不过如此。那天我的老眼望着山上与六十年前没有什么两样的野菊花,朦胧的视线里仿佛走来一个个远去的人影——那位大个子战斗英雄高岩,那位壮烈牺牲的高大爷,那两个善良美丽的姑娘,蓝菊和紫菊;那两个勇敢的小伙子,火炬和秋枫……还有那只鹞子,那简直是一只神鹰啊……想起那一家人,我深感难过和愧疚和遗憾和失落和对不起他们,我为什么不早一点去看看他们哪?
A long life of a person, so that his most memorable things may be so few pieces, so that his most memorable people, but only a few. To me, things hidden in the depths of the heart or people are just so. That day my old eyes looked at the mountains with no different wild chrysanthemums sixty years ago. The hazy sight seemed to come and go one after another - the tall hero fighting her at high rock, That two kind and beautiful girl, blue chrysanthemum and purple chrysanthemum; that two brave young man, the torch and the autumn maple ... ... and that prickly heat, that is simply an eagle ah ... remembers that family, I deep Feel sad and guilty and regret and lost and sorry for them, why do not I see them earlier?