读书啊读书,这辈子不知花了多少时间在那个叫书的东西上(我说的不是教科书,教科书总是有限的)。成年累月地读.一本接一本地读,读得入神,读成了近视眼,书还是和没读的时候一样多,甚至更多了。这时才知道,一个人绝无可能将世界上的书读完。既然要当书生,似乎天然就懂得应如何读书。常有人来请教书的读法。别人也许懂得怎么读书,我却是不懂,而且越来越不懂。世上的书太多了,多到超出我的想象。读书的道理也太多了,简 Reading and reading a book, I don’t know how much time I spent in this book called the book (I’m not talking about textbooks, textbooks are always limited). Reading in adulthood. Reading one by one and reading it locally, reading it as God, reading it as myopic. There are as many, if not more, books than when they were not read. It was only then that it was impossible for one person to read the book in the world. Since it is necessary to become a scholar, it seems natural to know how to read. Often people come to read the book. Others may know how to study, but I don’t understand it and I don’t understand it. There are so many books in the world that I have exceeded my imagination. There are too many reading truths, Jane