文字像一条缓缓而流、永不止息的小河,从我的过去一直流向我的未来。我喜欢文字,喜欢聆听笔尖摩挲纸张的吱吱声,喜欢用点滴文字记录心灵瞬间,喜欢在文字世界里寻找另一个自己。有时候,一首歌能唱出内心深处的秘密;有时候,一幅画能绘出内心深处的世界;有时候,一本书能写出内心深处的渴望。在文字的世界里,触摸秋的无限苍凉,体会“一叶知秋”的感叹,感悟人生苦短,品味有生之年。想想人类若如机器, The text is like a slow, never-ending stream, flowing from my past to my future. I like writing, I like to listen to the squeak of the pen and paper, and I like to record my mind instantly with a little bit of writing. I like to look for another myself in the writing world. Sometimes, a song can sing deep inside secrets; sometimes, a picture can draw the heart of the world; sometimes, a book can write the deep desire. In the world of characters, touch the infinite autumn desolation, experience “a leaf known autumn” sigh, perception life is short, taste of life. Think of humans as a machine,