这半个多月来,我一直有些六神无主。我想坐下来,安安静静地,写一篇怀念江堤的文字,可我怎么坐也坐不下来,我找着这样那样的借口,我拖着。仿佛文章一天不写,江堤这一天就还活着。是的,江堤还活着,江堤不过是去了远方。这个夏天,发疯似地热,天老爷简直是失去了理智。要是从前,我就会找个什么由头到江堤的岳麓书 This is more than half a month, I have been some lordless. I would like to sit down and quietly write an essay on the river embankment. But how can I sit and sit down? I find such an excuse and I drag it. As if the article does not write a day, river embankment is still alive this day. Yes, the river embankment is still alive, but the river embankment is far away. This summer, frantically hot, god is simply lost his mind. If ever, I will find what the head to the embankment of Yuelu book