记忆里最早有关读书的事,是在两岁的时候。那是一本儿童看图识物。那个年岁,说话还不利索,对“书”更没有概念,只是对眼前带有文字的彩色图案好奇。于是用自己小小的手,握住了母亲的一根手指,使出吃奶的力气往书页上戳。这根手指就是解答我疑问的魔杖,点到哪里,就会有温柔的声音为我解答:“这是牛,大牛。这是羊,山羊。”母亲回忆说,有时一幅图要点十几遍,我才把她的手指松开——母亲不厌其烦的耐心教育,成了我认识世界的最初途径。那时,“读 The first thing in memory was reading at the age of two. That is a picture of a child At that age, he did not speak ill at ease and did not have any notion of ”book“, but was curious about the color pattern with the text in front. So with my own little hand, hold a mother’s finger, make the effort to nurse pockmarked pages. This finger is to answer my doubts wand, where the point, there will be a gentle voice for me to answer: This is the sheep, the goat. ”The mother recalled that sometimes a map of points More than a dozen times before I let go of her fingers - mothers tireless patient education, became the first way I know the world. At that time, read