有些书,你很早就听说过它,你把它买来,精心地摆在书架上,甚至你很早就把它列在读书计划里,以至于你那么熟悉,不经意间早已跟别人谈论过好几次,但事实上你却从没真正地去读完它。对我而言,《不能承受的生命之轻》就是这样一本书。这次从武汉到北京,就好像离开一个异乡去另一个异乡,心里有些振奋又有些萧索。十来个小时,手里握着这本书,睡睡停停地,时不时读上一段,偶尔看看窗外闪过的秃木和突 Some books, you’ve heard about it long ago, bought it, placed it carefully on the shelf, and even listed it very early in your reading plan, so much so that you are so familiar and have been talking to others inadvertently After several times, but in fact you have never really read it. For me, the “unbearable light of life” is such a book. This time from Wuhan to Beijing, it seems to leave a foreign land to another foreign country, my heart some excitement and some despair. Ten hours, holding the book in his hand, sleep and sleep, sometimes read a period of time, occasionally look at the bald wood and suddenly flashed out the window