在欧洲转悠久了,最初的新鲜感和眼花缭乱渐渐尘埃落定。眼前景色开始呈现机械重复.所有的教堂都只是些空旷的屋子.所有的文化遗迹都只是断墙残桁。看不出个道道.心就烦了。明明知道这里面有的是好东西,却不知道从什么地方下嘴品尝。回到自己安逸舒适的小窝.找来一堆书,再试图去理解见到过的那 Long in Europe, the initial freshness and dazzling gradually settled. The immediate scene starts to show a mechanical repetition, all the churches are just empty houses, and all the cultural relics are just broken-line bars. Can not see a roundabout. It is plain to know that there are some good things inside, but do not know where to taste next mouth. Back to their comfortable and comfortable nest. Bring a bunch of books, and then try to understand that seen