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我想读花,读玉,读水,读一切混沌世界中脱颖而出的灵光,用二十年的岁月,穿越三千年的光和影。抱明月而长终,想来,那应是对整个石器时代的怀古,对莽莽榛榛洪荒森林的思忆。悉数下来,我的读书境界该是到了“独”的境界吧。我喜欢独自一个人,伫立于乡间小路上,携一本书,斟一杯文学之酒,慢慢品读。我读出了《诗经》的浪漫:烟雨江南,水汽氤氲,芦苇苍苍,着墨了“我”遥远的视线;
I want to read flowers, read jade, read water, read all the chaotic world stand out of the Emmanuel, with two years, through three thousand years of light and shadow. Holding the moon and long, want to come, it should be the nostalgia of the entire Stone Age, the remembrance of the vast haze haunted forest. All in all, my reading realm is to the “alone ” realm of it. I like alone, standing in the country road, carrying a book, pour a cup of literary wine, reading slowly. I read the romance of The Book of Songs: Amidst the rainstorms of Jiangnan, the water vapor, the gray of the reeds, intimating the distant sight of “I”