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Mother’s Hands 妈妈的手 Night after night, she came to tuck me in, even long after my childhood years. Following her longstanding custom, she’d lean down and push my long hair out of the way, then kiss my forehead. 母亲总是在我入睡之后,为我掖好被子,然后俯下身子,轻轻拨开覆在我脸上的长发,亲吻我的前额。日复一日,母亲一直保持着这个习惯,即使我已不再是小...