书是一方看不见边际的水泽,是一条望不到尽头的道路;书是寒冬一缕温柔的阳光,是酷暑一场淋漓的甘霖;书是征人眼中的芳草,是闺妇梦里的关山。书是历史对未来的馈赠。那时还是垂髫小儿,初通言语,字未多识。偶听见父母诵读唐诗,感其音韵和谐顺耳,竟为之迷,遂请求父母教我读诗。 The book is a side of the water can not see the margin of water, is a way to see the end of the book; the book is a warm winter sunshine, is a dripping shower of hot summer; the book is the eyes of the grass, is the wife of the dream Guan Shan. The book is a gift of history for the future. At that time, I was still a child, and I didn’t know much about it. Even when I heard that my parents read Tang poetry, I felt that my syllables were in harmony with my ears. I was so enthralled that I asked my parents to teach me to read poetry.