从小喜欢看书。一杯茶,一盏灯,一本书,一个人,这是最惬意的境界。我喜欢独自静静读诗,沿着纸页上文字的足迹追溯千年前诗人的心绪。在故纸堆中求索在有些人看来兴许是孤独的,我每天必看报纸、杂志,得空便啃掉一本本各色中外小说。 I like to read books from an early age. A cup of tea, a lamp, a book, a person, this is the most pleasant state. I like to read poetry quietly and quietly, trace the poet’s mood thousands of years ago along the footprints of the text on the page. Seeking in the heap of paper so that in some people may appear to be lonely, I must read the newspapers and magazines every day, and eat a free copy of Chinese and foreign novels of different colors.