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软绵绵的沙发上,妈妈和我两个人紧紧地斜窝着, 两个人,四只脚就这么蜷在沙发上,我们依偎着彼此的体温,心中清楚这样的热度才足以赶走冬雨绵绵的寒夜。妈妈发梢的香味抚弄我的鼻腔,所有过敏的神经都温柔地打盹,粗野不羁的念头驯恨成绵羊般的温和。妈妈手上摆了一本相簿, 她正专心地看着相簿,有十岁的我和年轻时的爸妈,在各处的名山胜地踏出幸福的脚印。场景一幕幕翻出,转
On the floppy sofa, the mother and I both leaned tightly, two people and four legs lying on the sofa. We nestled on each other’s body temperature, and it was clear that such heat was enough to drive away the winter rain. Cold night. The fragrance of my mother’s hair touched my nose, all the allergic nerves slammed softly, and the irresponsible thoughts tamed sheep’s gentleness. My mother placed a photo album on her hand. She was watching the album intently. There were ten-year-old me and my parents when I was young. They took a happy footprint in the famous mountain resorts. The scene is turned and turned