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深冬的一个下午,小雪花纷纷扬扬,长空乱舞,我在儿影厂宿舍“江姐”家的门外,反复叩门揿玲。随着一声微弱的问话,门终于开了。昔日襟度豁如,宠辱不惊的江姐,今日已变成两鬓如雪,慈祥和蔼的老奶奶了。望着这位年逾70的老表演艺术家,我很难再把她和江姐的形象联系在一起了。于蓝老师掠掠凌乱的白发,有气无力地说:“对不起,
One afternoon in the deep winter, a small number of snowflakes triumphantly, flurry of flurry of space, I am in the film factory dormitory “Jiang sister” at home, repeatedly knocking 揿 Ling. With a weak questioning, the door finally opened. Former flattery like, petty Jiang sister, today has become a broom like snow, kind and kind of grandmother. Looking at the old performing artist who is over 70 years old, I can hardly link her with the image of Jiang Jie. In the blue teacher swept messy white hair, weakly said: "I’m sorry,