走在路上,或在写生途中,或依靠在风景疾驰而过的列车窗边,或在斑驳的树影下,或者在漾漾的小雨中,我总喜欢默默地和自己对话:有时候,从梦中醒来,脑海里也时常会隐隐约约的被几个词萦绕,于是躺在那里,顺着这几个词静静的思考就成了不自觉的习惯。自己提 Walking on the road, or in the sketching of life, or rely on the window of the train passing in the scenery, or in the mottled shadows, or in the light of the rain, I always like to quietly dialogue with myself: Sometimes, from Waking up in my dreams, my mind often lingering in vaguely a few words, so lying there, following these words quiet thinking became unconscious habits. Mention