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想家了,想我抹不去的记忆,想我血色的童年,那里有过我太多的笑声和眼泪,那里有家人对我和我对家人的寄托,有我取之不完,用之不尽的爱,是爱让我成长,也让我明白,我想念家的一草一木···································································
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