我有一个习惯,读书喜欢在夜深人静之时。夜深人静时,灯光显得格外温暖,有书相伴,黑夜更富情调。竹窗影月,闭户读书忘睡眠,那是阅读的境界。把夜晚完整地交给书籍,走入密密匝匝魅力十足的文字里,任思绪自在地飞扬,夜读让我习惯了夜的安静,对夜的书香于是有了一种依赖。年少时,我便养成了灯下读书的习惯,白天苦于功课,唯独夜是属于自己的。 I have a habit of reading like in the dead of night. When the dead of night, the lights appear exceptionally warm, accompanied by a book, the night more rich mood. Bamboo window shadow month, forget to sleep at home reading, it is the realm of reading. Put the night completely to the books, into the charm of the full turns of the text, any thoughts flying freely, night reading so I am used to the quiet night, so there is a dependence on the book of night. When I was young, I developed the habit of reading under the lights, and I had to work hard during the day, except that the night belonged to myself.