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朋友，不要吃惊，不要以为我说这样的话有伤大雅，我的确很爱钱。 My friend, don't be surprised. Don't think it hurts me to say such a thing. I really love money. 早在小时，那金光闪闪的小硬币在我眼里就特有魅力，因为它就等于是一支新铅笔，一个笔记本，或者一根甜甜的冰棍儿。我呢？也常因从妈妈那得到一个小小的硬币而乐得一蹦三尺高。 As early as I was an hour ago, that shiny little coin had a special charm in my eyes, because it was equivalent to a new pencil, a notebook, or a sweet popsicle. What about me? Also often because obtains a small coin from the mother and is happy jumps three feet high. 渐渐的长大了，我依然很爱钱——特爱。爱闻新钞票喷香的油墨味，爱听小银币清脆的音响——那简直是一种享受。更乐意的是拿它到小书亭换本作文选或者故事回。 Gradually growing up, I still love money - love. I love the smell of new banknotes and the sound of small silver coins. More willing is to take it to the small kiosk for a composition or story back. 后来啊，我的书多了，于是有关钱的故事也积累了几串。有人说，钱是杀人不见血的刀，有人说金钱万岁，“钱能使鬼推磨”于是，在那诱人的大团结后面隐藏着一面面守财如命的丑恶嘴脸，一双双亮亮的手铐……都在我脑海中映了出来。于是，爱钱的人便也不是好人，爱钱，思想便不高尚，惟利是图，由此我对钱再也不那样亲热了—虽然内心依然如故。 | 
