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募然，她的鞋声近来了，一步响于一步，待迎出去时，她却已面带微笑的酒窝过来了。他在他叔叔家里大约并未受气；我的心宁贴了……
“Mu Ran, the sound of her shoes has been coming lately, step by step. When she was greeted, her dimple with a smile came over.”. He was probably unharmed at his uncle’s house; My heart would rather be stuck
默默地相视片时之后，破屋里便渐渐充满了我的语声，谈易卜生，谈泰戈尔，谈雪来……她总是微笑点头，两眼里弥漫着稚气的好奇的光泽。
After a moment of silent gaze, my voice gradually filled the dilapidated room, talking about Ibsen, Tagore, and Snow… She always smiled and nodded, her eyes filled with a childish curiosity.
谈到男女平等，打破旧习惯时，她总要谈起她在乡下家里的父亲对她如何专制……
When it comes to gender equality and breaking old habits, she always talks about how authoritarian her father in the countryside was towards her
