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每次到书店的时候,我似乎在寻找一段美丽的爱情,那些书如同一个儒雅的男士静静地等待着我的牵手,当我选择一本书,一段美丽的因缘便因此而起。在包罗万象的书丛中我寻寻觅觅,希望这些儒雅的“男士”能和我一同旅行去欣赏世界的美,去感知人间的灵性,去寻觅旅途的奇异……正当我徘徊时,一个老者却映入了我的眼帘,他慈祥、和蔼、面对着我那会微笑的眼睛向我流露出一种挽留。我驻足了,轻轻地与他牵手,知道这段旅行即将开始,而他却语重心长地告诉我这世界无处不美。就这样在一个春季的午后,细细密密的雨滴让我走
Every time I go to the bookstore, I seem to be looking for a beautiful love, those books like a gentle man waiting for my hand quietly, when I choose a book, a beautiful reason for it. In the encyclopedia of books I look for, I hope these refined “men ” can travel with me to appreciate the beauty of the world, to perceive human spirituality, to find the strange journey ... just as I wander, a The old man was reflected in my eyes, his kind, kind, in the face of my smiling eyes showed me a retention. I stopped, gently holding hands with him, knowing that the journey was about to begin, but he told me in solemn terms that the world is ubiquitous. So in a spring afternoon, the raindrops let me go