“无论春天多么远,我亦心坦然;今生有书为伴,亦无怨……”一杯清茶,一盏黄灯,独处斗室之中,捧起一本书,静静地享受其中的韵味,有一种“举杯邀名著,对灯成三人”的飘逸与洒脱。书亦人生,人生亦书。读书好比品茶,一丝清苦,一丝甘甜,需要人用自己的灵魂去寻找。书中深刻的言语犹如一柄重锤,敲击着你的思想,使你惊醒,不禁在脑海中翻捡起发黄的记忆。这时书就如同闷茶一般,在你拒绝过去时让你嗅到一股令人快慰的清香。你拥有过,你舍弃过,你付出过,你拼 “No matter how far the spring, I also heart calm; life book with companion, no blame ...... ” a cup of tea, a yellow light, alone among the cubicles, won a book, quietly enjoy the Charm, there is a “toast with the name of the lamp into three ” elegant and free and easy. Books are also life, life is also book. Reading like tea, a trace of bitter, a trace of sweet, people need to find their own souls. The profound words in the book are like a heavy hammer, knocking on your thoughts, making you awakened, can not help but turn in the brain to pick up yellow memories. At this time, the book is like nauseating tea, smelling a soothing fragrance when you refuse it. You have had, you give up, you have paid, you fight