不知不觉间,知了在树上又闹了一夏,树叶悄然间又落满一地。时光是水做的冰,溶解了便会匆匆而去,唯有那道细碎的阳光会透过窗子洒落在书页上,散发出暖暖的书香。我认为读书是一场旅行,我喜欢乘坐着时光列车穿梭在光与影的角落。当我蹒跚学步的时候,这场旅行就已经开始了。那时的我,总爱听大人讲故事,尤其是童话故事。直至一天,我用小小的双手掀开一本绘本,那流光溢彩的画面让我欣喜若狂。我像一只小羊闯进一望无际 Unconsciously, I knew that in the tree, I had a summer and the leaves quietly fell. Time is the ice that water makes. When it dissolves, it will go in a hurry. Only the finely divided sunlight will fall on the pages through the window and give off a warm scent. I think that reading is a trip. I like to ride time trains in the corner of light and shadow. When I was toddler, this trip had already begun. At that time, I always listened to adult stories, especially fairy tales. Until one day, I opened a picture book with my little hands. The colorful images made me ecstatic. I look like a lamb