一蜀南的冬天,从早慢慢到晚,天和地之间,一直均匀地笼罩在烟灰色的薄雾和泥灰色的云层之中。萧红,便是在这样冷寂的冬日偶然进入我的世界。那时候是十来岁的女童,最喜欢的是晶莹剔透、完美无瑕的童话、神话,或者是轻盈缤纷的诗歌,关于小说,我脑子里已有的印象除了四大名著就是金庸、古龙的武侠,以及被母亲藏在衣柜最下层的民间故事。在那个年龄,大人总是阻止我们看小说,仿佛那是一口染缸,掉进去就不能保有自己的颜色了。禁品,是我对小说的第一印象。我是从伙伴不知道从哪 A southern Sichuan winter, slowly from early to late, between heaven and earth, has been evenly enveloped in the gray mist and gray clouds. Xiao Hong, is in such a cold winter accidentally into my world. At that time is a ten-year-old girl, my favorite is crystal clear, flawless fairy tales, myths, or light and colorful poems on the novel, my mind has been the impression that in addition to the four famous is Jin Yong, Gu Long martial arts , And folktale hidden by her mother at the bottom of the closet. At that age, adults always stopped us from seeing the novel, as if it were a vat, and if we dropped in, we could not keep our own color. Prohibited, is my first impression of the novel. I do not know where I am from partners