三十年前,我曾买过一本三毛的散文集《荷西,我爱你》。记得那是一本精装本,价格是一块九毛,封面是什么图案,如今记不清了,当时喜欢得不得了,只借给几个人读过。后来,我也曾陆陆续续读过三毛的一些作品,为她的那些富有哲思的文字所感染,从此喜欢上了这个美丽、特立独行、知性优雅的女子。后来,上班,结婚,生女,很多浪漫的事情都在锅瓦瓢盆中消失殆尽。尽管偶尔也读三毛的作品,但和当初的感觉也大不相 Thirty years ago, I had bought a San Mao essay collection “Jose I love you.” I remember it was a hardcover book, the price is a piece of nine hair, cover what is the pattern, and now can not remember, was very fond of, borrowed only a few people read. Afterwards, I also read some works of San Mao one after another, infatuated with those philosophical writings of her, and liked to love this beautiful, maverick and intellectual woman. Later, go to work, get married, daughter, a lot of romantic things are disappearing in pots and pans. Although read the works of San Mao occasionally, but the original feeling is not the same