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每次到书店的时候,我似乎在寻找一段美丽的爱情。那些书如同一个儒雅的男士静静地等待着我的牵手。当我选择一本书,一段美丽的因缘便因此而起。在包罗万象的书丛中我寻寻觅觅,希望这些儒雅的“男士”能和我一同旅行去欣赏世界的美,去感知人间的灵性,去寻觅旅途的奇异……正当我徘徊时,一个老者却映入了我的眼帘,他慈祥、和蔼,那会微笑的眼睛向我流露出一种挽留。我驻足了,轻轻地与他牵手,知道这段旅行即将开始,而他却语重心长地告诉我这世界
Every time I go to the bookstore, I seem to be looking for a beautiful love. Those books are like an elegant man waiting silently for my hand. When I choose a book, a beautiful relationship arises. In the encyclopedia of books I look for, I hope these refined “men ” can travel with me to appreciate the beauty of the world, to perceive human spirituality, to find the strange journey ... just as I wander, a The old man was reflected in my eyes, he kind, kind, that smiling eyes showed me a retention. I stopped, gently hand in hand with him, knowing that this trip is about to begin, but he solemnly told me this world