那双熟悉的手抚过我的脸颊，拨开了我前额的头发。
A familiar hand hesitantly run across my face to brush the hair from my forehead.
我把一切都看得很清楚，她不停的重复一些词让我的两只眼睛睡着了，但是幸运的是我前额的那一只眼睛一直都醒着的。
She put two of my eyes to sleep by using a certain form of words, but luckily the one in my forehead kept awake.
日子一天天过去，随着时间的流逝，我却总是不由得想起那一夜。我开始想念母亲的那双手，想念她印在我前额上的“晚安”。
Time after time, with the passing years, my thoughts returned to that night. By then I missed my mother's hands, missed her goodnight kiss on my forehead.
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