241.The Mole

She had a mole on her face.
她脸上有个痣。
She hated it.
她讨厌它。
It was on her left cheek.
它在她的左脸颊上。
It wasn't far from her mouth.
离她的嘴巴不远。
She touched it every day.
她每天都碰它。
She wished that it would go away.
她希望它能消失。
But it didn't.
但它没有消失。
It was an ugly brown bump on her cheek.
它是她脸颊上一个丑陋的棕色瘤。
It was a dark brown circle.
它是一个深棕色的圆圈。
It was about the size of a pencil eraser.
它大约是一枝铅笔橡皮的大小。
Everyone could see her mole.
每个人都能看到她的痣。
Everyone looked at her mole.
每个人都看她的痣。
She hated her mole.
她讨厌她的痣。
Every night she scrubbed her cheek extra hard.
每天晚上她特别用力擦洗她的脸颊。
Maybe she could scrub the mole away.
也许她能擦掉痣。
Every day she pressed down on the mole with her finger.
每天她用手指按压痣。
Maybe she could press the mole away.
也许她能按掉痣。
She asked her mom to cut the mole off with a razor.
她要求妈妈用剃须刀把痣切掉。
"I won't cut it off with a razor," said her mom.
“我不会用剃须刀切它掉的，”她妈妈说。
"I'm not a doctor. I'll take you to a doctor. Maybe he can cut it off with a razor."
“我不是医生。我会带你去看医生的。也许他可以用剃须刀切掉它。”