某个微风穿堂而过的下午,我把手伸向了书本,竟有一种恍若隔世的满足感。从《红楼梦》的兴衰若梦到《山海经》的天马行空,从《呼啸山庄》的爱恨张力到《双城记》的风云变幻。这世界,有太多的东西需要我们去了解,从学校里、从生活中,这当然还不够。生活或许单调平淡,但我们要看到生活的美好,而不只是听旁人的赞叹“:天真蓝啊!”记忆中,儿时的天空并未污染,于是常趴在窗框边痴望云朵。而今有雾霾,许多人为此而困惑。 A breeze through the hall in the afternoon, I reached out to the book, there is a kind of introspective satisfaction. From the rise and fall of “Dream of Red Mansions” to the dream of “Shan Hai Jing”, from the love and hate tension of “Wuthering Heights” to the changes of “Twins”. There are so many things in this world that we need to understand, from school and from life, which of course is not enough. Life may be monotonous, but we want to see the goodness of life, not just to hear the admiration of others “: naive blue ah! ” In memory, childhood sky is not polluted, Clouds. Now there are haze, many people confused for this.