“歌唱吧,女孩/玫瑰绽放在时间的枝头/我的书,挂在你小小的窗前/等待一双深情的润手/轻轻地翻阅静静默读”。用这几句诗作为这篇小文的开头,是因为我喜欢这样的诗句。不仅仅是她引领了我开始漫不经心后来醉心其中的一场奢侈且安静的阅读,我知道,这样一首诗或者这样一本精致的诗集,她可以在任何时间任何地点,打开一个人奔跑的思想和绝无杂念的阅读欲望。你甚至不用知道那个歌唱的女孩在哪个地方长什么模样,而在时间的枝头绽放的一朵无 “Sing it, girl / rose blooming branches in time / my book, hanging in front of your little window / waiting for a pair of affectionate hand / gently read quiet silent reading ”. Use these verses as the beginning of this essay because I like such poems. Not only did she lead me to a delightful and quiet reading of which I became obsessed afterwards, and I know that such a poem or such an exquisite collection of poems allows her to open the mind of a man running anytime, anywhere And no distractions in reading desire. You do not even have to know where the singing girl looks like, and at the time the branches bloom