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那是一个周末的小雨中,一个身着红装的小女孩,牵着一位女士,走过我的身旁。小女孩努力躲避着路上的积水,免得溅湿了女士的鞋和裤子,那位女士一脸幸福的笑容。小女孩很开心地对她说:“妈妈,下雨可真好玩!您伸手就能摸得到,这雨多像姑姑编的门帘儿。”我一惊。原来那位女士是位盲人妈妈。盲人妈妈快乐地对小女孩说:“更像你哭鼻子的小泪珠。”母女俩说着说着渐渐远去。面对这
It was a weekends light rain, a little girl in a red dress, holding a lady, walking by my side. The little girl tries hard to avoid the water on the way so as not to splash the ladies’ shoes and trousers, and the lady looks a happy smile. The little girl happily said to her: “Mom, it’s really fun to rain! You can feel it when you reach out, it’s more like the aunt’s curtains.” “I was surprised. The lady was a blind mother. The blind mother happily said to the little girl: ”More like a tear from your crying nose." The mother and daughter spoke slowly. Face this