求翻译：我已不记得母亲在我还是个顽童时的模样，当她的形象深深刻入我的心灵时，她仿佛就已不再年轻。我数着无情地悄悄爬上母亲额头的皱纹，我数着母亲被岁月染白的隐藏于黑发之中的银丝，我数着母亲手上因操劳而变得粗糙的纹路，我始终无言——这世上能用什么言语来表达我此时的情感呢是什么意思？

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I had not remembered the mother when me is naughty child's appearance, when her image deep enters my mind profoundly, she as if no longer young.My several quietly climb up the mother forehead heartlessly the wrinkle, my several mother are dyed by the years the white hideaway in the black hair silver

I don't remember my mother when I was a child, when her image when deeply engraved in my soul, she seemed to have no longer young. I quietly climbed inexorably MOM's forehead wrinkles, I count the mother were hidden in black hair dyed white silver, I'm counting the mother becomes rough because of wo

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