Yet my heart is sweet with the memory of the first fresh jasmines that filled my hands when I was a child.
然而，我回忆起孩提时第一次捧在手里的洁白茉莉，心里充满了甜蜜的回忆。
My fondest memory of my father is of when I was a young child during the cold winter months in Texas.
在我的记忆深处飘荡着父爱的味道，那是一种平和而温馨的感觉。
And it's also true that I am pained, perhaps haunted is a better word, by the memory, suddenly so vivid now, of each suffering child I have come across on my journeys.
同时我也承认，我有一些痛苦的记忆，更确切地说，是这些记忆不断地折磨着我，此时此刻，我在人生旅途中接触到的苦难孩子的影像清晰地浮现了出来。
Yet my heart is sweet with the memory of the first fresh jasmines that filled my hands when I was a child.
但我想起孩提时第一次捧在手里的白茉莉，心里充满着甜蜜的回忆。
Yet my heart is sweet with the memory of the first fresh jasmines that filled my hands when I was a child.
但我想起孩提时第一次捧在手里的白茉莉，心里充满着甜蜜的回忆。
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