曾看过一本书,书上说:人活着,要么旅行,要么读书,身体和灵魂,总要有一个在路上。书中笔者是这样记载的:不知为何,常常怀念在学校读书的日子,简单而专注,快乐而满足。一个偏僻的乡村中学,昏黄的灯光下,一张桌,一把椅,一本书,就是一个夜晚。没有互联网,没有电视,没有人群的喧闹,有的,只是夜的宁静与安详。喜欢在宁静的角落,品味各种琳琅满目的书籍。虽身在僻处,心却在世界的历史长河中穿行,就这样,走过一个又 Have seen a book, the book said: people alive, or travel, or study, body and soul, there is always one on the road. The book is written in this way: I do not know why, often miss the days of school reading, simple and focused, happy and satisfied. A remote country school, dim light, a table, a chair, a book, is one night. No internet, no television, no crowd noise, and some, just the quietness and serenity of the night. Like in the quiet corner, taste all kinds of books. Although living in seclusion, the heart is walking through the long history of the world, so, through one