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人生如漫漫长路,每个路口都能遇到各种各样的人,最后我们都各走各路,未留下痕迹。但是有一个人,悄然变成我记忆中璀璨的珍珠——他戴着破旧的球帽,蓄着比雪还白的胡子,穿着一件右边划开了一条长长的裂口的蓝布衫,一条与他年龄不太相称的牛仔裤,脸上始终挂着灿烂的微笑……记得一个五月的下午,我走在放学回家的路上。突然,听到不远处传来一阵震耳欲聋的叫卖声:“卖臭豆腐哩!卖臭豆腐哩!”我循声走过去问:“这臭豆腐怎么卖呢?”他和蔼地说:“一元十二个。”我两
As a long road to life, every intersection can encounter all sorts of people. In the end, we all walked each other without leaving any traces. But one man quietly turned into a pearly pearl in my memory - he wore a shabby ball cap, a beard more white than snow, a blue shirt cut to the right, and a long ripped blue shirt, His age is not commensurate with the jeans, his face always hung a brilliant smile ... ... remember a May afternoon, I walked home from school on the way. Suddenly, I heard not far away heard a deafening bark: “sell stinky tofu! Sell stinky tofu! ” I follow the sound went over to ask: “he stinky tofu how to sell it?” He kindly Say: “One dollar twelve. ” I am two