Look at that little cotton-padded jacket on the bed, look at the red sweet potato in my hand, look at the loving and kind faces of my grandparents, and then take a closer look at the dim old room around me. I am certain that I have returned to 1976.,Sigh, I'm back to being seven years old, but my mind is still stuck at forty. How can my head not be in a mess,The clear water reflected a youthful and pretty face, which bore a resemblance to my son when he was seven or eight years old. 。Everyone says my son and I look very similar when we were young. It seems I'm definitely back. 。。
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