某个下午,太阳慵懒地烘焙着大地,蔚蓝的天空中有几朵白云点缀,这是一种静谧的时光。我依偎在椅子上,在茶香弥漫的房间里执卷,细细品读。书,就像一位智者,沉淀了时光的记忆。轻轻翻阅,供人咀嚼的故事慢慢展开情节,而我便如空气中的小小分子,在无边的书海中遨游、飞翔。我飞往项羽征战的时代,金戈铁马,黄沙漫天,四面楚歌声中的一代霸主,竟然在痛别爱姬之后于乌江畔自刎,那声仰天长啸的"力拔山兮气盖世,时不利兮骓不逝。骓不逝兮可奈何,虞兮虞兮奈 One afternoon, the sun lazily roasted the earth, there are several white clouds in the blue sky dotted, this is a quiet time. I nestled in a chair, in the diffuse tea room executive volume, reading carefully. Book, like a wise man, settles the memory of time. Read gently, for people to slowly start the story of chewing story, and I like the small molecules in the air, boundless book sea travel, fly. I flew to the era of Xiang Yu campaign, the iron railings, yellow sand sky, surrounded by the voices of the generation of overlord, even after the pain in love with Ji Wujiang River pride, it sobbed , When the unfavorable foolish farewell.