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“童年/是梦中的真/是真中的梦/是回忆时含泪的微笑……”每当读这首诗时,我觉得我的童年,仿佛只有“含泪”而没有“微笑”。我没有和小伙伴
“Childhood is a true/real dream/a tearful smile when recalling...” When I read this poem, I felt my childhood was as if it were “tears” and not “smiling.” I didn’t have a partner