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在妇科病房待的久了,就看到了很多张不同女性的脸,有的年轻靓丽又活泼爱笑,有的遍布皱纹却气质儒雅,有的容貌端庄却眼含忧愁……她们很多都是我生命中的过客,像一张张的幻灯片,闪过,又消失不见。但其中有一张脸庞,光头、浓妆、眼神却清澈单纯,就像装裱精美的油画,在我脑海的记忆大厅里牢牢悬挂,难以忘怀。那是一个15岁的女孩,初中没有毕业就懵懵懂懂踏入了社会。家里有个懂事又争气的姐姐在南京读大学,父母对这个小女儿没有了更多的关爱。很快她有了同
A long time in the gynecological ward to see a lot of different faces of women, some beautiful young and lively love to laugh, and some wrinkled but elegant temperament, and some dignified but sad eyes ... ... many of them are my Passers-by in life, like a slide, flashed, disappear again. But there is a face, bald, heavy makeup, eyes are pure and clear, like framed paintings, in my mind firmly in the memory hall hanging, unforgettable. It is a 15-year-old girl, junior high school did not graduate on the slightest step into the community. At home there is a sensible and proud sister in Nanjing, college, parents have no more love for this little daughter. Soon she has the same