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小时候，妈妈说我是个对文字痴迷的孩子。 When I was a child, my mother said that I was a child obsessed with writing. 当我还不会握笔的时候，我便用小手轻轻抚摸着书页里的文字，心中油生敬畏之情。 When I still can't hold the pen, I will touch the words in the page with my little hand, and my heart will be filled with awe. “妈妈，我看到字里边有天使在唱歌呢。”我抬头看着妈妈。“傻孩子，字里怎么会有天使呢？”妈妈轻拍我的小脑门。“天使藏在里边不让妈妈看见呢，我要把她找出来。”于是我很快便学着握笔写字。 "Mom, I see angels singing in the words." I look up at my mother. "Silly child, how can there be angels in the words?" My mother patted me on the forehead. "The angel is hidden from my mother. I want to find her." So I soon learned to hold a pen and write. 我执拗地觉得只要我会写字，我心中那个天使就会出现，飞到我和妈妈身边。所以，我很认真，也很努力，握着铅笔，由横竖撇捺到一个个歪歪斜斜的方块字，再到造句，写文章。 I stubbornly think that as long as I can write, the angel in my heart will appear and fly to my mother and me. Therefore, I am very serious and hard-working, holding a pencil, from horizontal and vertical to slanting square characters, to sentence making and writing. | 
