谁如果锁住茫茫大海千百年的惊涛骇浪,使之像甜睡的婴儿一样悄无声息,那么,这静穆的海浪可谓图书馆最贴切的比喻。图书馆里,语言是静寂的,流淌是凝滞的。人类不朽的性灵之光,被乌黑字母的链子捆绑,投入纸页的大牢。无法预料它们什么时候突然举行暴动,打破死寂,焚毁字母的栅栏,冲到外面。好似喜马拉雅山头上覆盖的冰川中拘禁着滔滔洪水,图书馆里也仿佛围堵着人心的江河。 Whoever locks the vast sea of ​​thousands of years into a stormy sea and makes it sound as sweet as a sleeping baby can be described as the most appropriate analogy for the library. In the library, the language is quiet, flowing is stagnant. Immortal human spiritual light, tied by chains of black letters, into the prison page. Can not expect when they suddenly held a riot, breaking the silence, burned the letters of the fence, rushed outside. It is as if the floods in the glaciers covered in the head of the Himalayas are in detention and the library seems to contain the rivers of people.