一个人,青灯黄卷,半盏红茶,枯坐着,想事情,应该就是寂想了。我喜欢开窗远望,站在高楼上打量整座小城,悠悠古意,楼阁林立,还有街面上的饭摊儿冒着的热气,一派生活的气息。此时,想事情,心思格外静寂,判断力格外清明,于是,快意地下楼去,做我想做的事情。没事的时候,我也喜欢在临河的那家茶馆呆坐。茶馆 A person, the green light Huang Juan, half a black tea, sitting sepulchral, ​​think of things, it should be thought of. I like to open the window afar, standing in the tall buildings looked at the entire town, long ancient, pavilions everywhere, as well as street food stalls braved the heat, one of the breath of life. At this point, think of things, extraordinarily quiet mind, judgments exceptionally clear, so happy to go downstairs, do what I want to do. When nothing, I also like to stay in the tea house Linhe. teahouse