在某一个黄昏,我坐在这里,远望。想着,用那些读过的书,堆成一座高高的山峰;想着,站在上面看远处的风景。即使,没有高高的个子,即使,视力不是那么的好,可是我相信,这样的积淀,是可以,提升内在的高度的,是可以,使目光更加犀利,看得更清明。在某一个清晨,我依旧,坐在这里。望着,远处的高山,艳丽的风景。翻着手中的书页,渴望着,更加广阔的视野。 In a twilight, I sit here, afar. Thought, with those books read, piled into a tall mountain; thinking, standing on top of the view of the distant scenery. Even if there are no tall people, even if their eyesight is not so good, I believe this kind of accumulation is possible and that the inner height is elevated. It is possible to make our eyes sharp and clearer. In one early morning, I still sit here. Looking, distant mountains, beautiful scenery. Flip through the pages of the book, longing for a broader perspective.