很多人看书,把书比作挚友,总含着那么点功利心。也许是希望结交的这些“挚友”在危急时刻能够雪中送炭,在火烧眉毛之时能够慷慨解囊,救己于水火之中。也有敬之如上宾,尊之如导师的,未免太看低了自己的身份。当了书的佣人奴才,倒为他老人家奉茶倒水,色恭礼至。自然也有把书看轻的,翻书时好比数钞票——一页页都是红底毛主席人头,毫无差别。 Many people read books and compare books to good friends. They always have a utilitarian attitude. Maybe these “friends” who hope to make friends can send charcoals in times of crisis, and when they burn their eyebrows, they can make generous contributions and save themselves. There is also respect for the guests, such as the teacher’s, can not help but look down on their own identity. When the maidservant of the book became a servant, he poured tea for the old man and poured it into the water. Naturally, there are books that are lighter, and when you turn a book, it is like counting a banknote – a page is the head of Chairman Mao’s hair, and there is no difference.