闲来无事,我总喜欢翻一翻案几旁书柜中的藏书,让自己从枯燥的课业中脱离出来,自由地寻求一份精神上的满足与放松。在这些书里,有的只能供一时消遣,有的常读常新,有的读罢便忘,有的发人深省。然而不管怎样,这种阅读都更像一种恣意的采摘,果香果淡,都随其自然。只有一个人的作品不同,每每捧在手中都有一种说不出的分量, Nothing else, I always like to turn over the books in the bookcases a few books, so that they are detached from the boring classwork, freedom to seek a spiritual satisfaction and relaxation. Some of these books can only be used for temporary entertainment, some are often read new ones, some are forgotten when they are read, others are thought-provoking. In any case, this reading is more like a wanton pick, light fruit, with its natural. Only one person’s work is different, often holding in the hands of an indecisive weight,