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2012年11月9日上午,我回故乡看望姑妈。坑坑洼洼的石渣路早已在记忆中远逝,平坦的马路像两条绸带,偎依着唐津运河,一路飘向远方,宽阔的河面上,闪耀着粼粼的波光。我的家乡一那个小小的村庄,就坐落在运河北岸。不久前,姑妈突犯脑血管疾病,住院做了手术,昨天刚刚出院回家。院子里停放着两辆车,我知道三叔和表姐夫也来了。姑妈恢复的不错,靠在被子上和大家说话。姑妈的儿子小虎,正坐在电脑前,见我来了,忙招呼我坐。别看他只是钢厂的一个小技术员,可也是个微博控呢!我笑道:“怎么,姑妈刚出院,你就又变回网虫啦?”小虎忙喊冤:“哪儿
On the morning of November 9, 2012, I went home to visit my aunt. Graved potholes have long passed away in memory, the flat road like two ribbons, nestled in the Tang Tianjin Canal, all the way to drift into the distance, the broad river, sparkling sparkling. The little village in my hometown is on the north bank of the canal. Not long ago, her aunt made a sudden death from cerebrovascular disease and was hospitalized for surgery. She just discharged yesterday and returned home. Two cars parked in the yard, I know Third Uncle and cousin Fu also came. Aunt recovery well, leaning on the quilt and talk to everyone. Aunt tiger tiger, is sitting in front of the computer, see me coming, busy greeting me to sit. Do not look at him is just a small steel mills technician, but also a micro-Bo control it! I laughed: ”Why, aunt just discharged, you are back to the net worms?“ ”Little tiger busy grievances: " Where