春起又落,在最寂寥落寞的日子里,书是我唯一不变的知己。书,在我眼里,是我永不离弃的挚爱,已经搬了好几次家了,每次可以扔好多的东西,书是不会少的,只可能是越来越多。有朋友开玩笑的跟我说:我觉得你不够自信,是不是总觉的自己少点什么,所以拿这些书来充斥你的小屋,让你从视觉上,得到一种充实。我笑了,也许有点这方面的原因。事实上,有书,就让我有了依靠,如果我的小屋里没有书,那我会觉得自己好象生活在一间没有窗帘的屋子里一样,阳光直射进来,让我觉得苍白和单薄。有书在屋里,能产生一种沉蕴的书香,人在其中,会被它熏染,然后在体内沉淀积累,最后成为你的精华。什么时候想看书,都能信手拈来,那是一种极大的幸福。我喜欢书,书于我是一种清香,是一种屋檐下温暖的慰籍,是漆黑夜里让你远离城市喧嚣的神秘世界。我喜欢黑夜,那是无境的黑缎温柔的 Spring and fall, in the most lonely days, the book is my only constant friend. Books, in my eyes, are my beloved ones that I will never give up. I have moved home several times and can throw a lot of things at a time. Books are not less, only more and more. A friend jokingly told me: I think you are not confident, is not always feel less what their own, so take these books to flooding your cabin, so that you visually, get a fulfilling. I laughed, maybe a little for this reason. In fact, having a book made me rely on it. If there was no book in my cabin, I would feel as if I lived in a room without curtains and the sun shone in, leaving me pale and thin. Book in the house, can produce a book of incense Shen Yun, in which, it will be infected by it, and then accumulated in the body of precipitation, and finally become your essence. When you want to read a book, can come in handy, it is a great happiness. I like the book, the book I am a fragrance, is a warm comfort under the eaves, is the dark night let you away from the hustle and bustle of the city’s mysterious world. I like the night, it is a gentle black Satin