十一岁那年,我有过一次偷书的经历,至今令我刻骨铭心。那时我正读小学六年级,学习之余,常到校外租书看。那是一个叫“文源”的租书店,老板是个六十来岁的老头,姓刘,与九岁的孙子相依为命。一天傍晚我去还书,刘老头不在,只有他的孙子刘兴在。我还了书,付了租金,慢慢踱到书架前。忽然,我眼前一亮,一本厚厚的新书映入眼帘。哇,是林语堂先生的长篇小说《京华烟云》!我连忙将书抓在手里。一看书价,呀,三十八元,那就是说,押金至少要四十元。上次租书我还存有押金二十元,现在身上只有现金十二元。我的心一沉,正要将书放回原处,忽然眼睛一瞥,看见刘兴正聚精会神地伏在小木桌上写作业,一个坏念头顿时从我脑中冒出来。 At the age of 11, I had a history of stealing books and so far I have been unforgettable. At that time, I was in the sixth grade of primary school, while I was studying. I often went to school to rent a book and read it. It was a rented book shop called “Wen Yuan”. The boss was a 60-year-old old man, surnamed Liu, and nine-year-old grandson each other. One day in the evening I went back to the book, Liu old man is not, only his grandson Liu Xing. I also book, paid the rent, slowly walking in front of the bookshelf. Suddenly, my eyes bright, a thick new book greeted. Wow, it is Mr. Lin Yutang’s novel “Peking Opera”! I quickly grabbed the book in my hand. A look book price, ah, thirty-eight yuan, that is to say, the deposit at least forty yuan. The last time I rent a book I still have a deposit of 20 yuan, and now I have only 12 yuan in cash. My heart is sinking, is about to put the book back in place, suddenly a glimpse of the eyes, see Liu Xingzheng attentively volt on the wooden desk to write homework, a bad idea suddenly emerge from my brain.