为什么我们会在音乐会上打盹?为什么我们半小时就能看完一场画展?为什么我们不再有心思读经典小说、诗词歌赋?为什么我们总是来去匆匆,不再留意天上的流云,路边的鲜花?更重要的是,为什么我们不再热爱自己的工作,再也享受不到劳动带给我们的乐与美?——是谁夺走了我们心中的缪斯,遮蔽了我们那双发现美的眼睛? Why do we take a nap at the concert? Why we can finish an exhibition in half an hour? Why do we no longer have the intention to read classical novels, poetry and songs? Why do we always come and gone, no longer pay attention to the clouds in the sky More importantly, why do we not love our work anymore and can not enjoy the pleasure and beauty brought by the work? - Who took away the muse in our hearts and sheltered us? That pair of beautiful eyes?