我喜欢一个人,静静品读经典优美的散文诗。清纯、羞涩、淡雅的散文诗如幽幽山间生长的野花儿,星星点点、飘零散落、平淡无奇,但它却有一种天然、芳香、浓郁、悠长的美,没有半点修饰与雕琢、轻飘与浮躁,读之如饮美酒,令人心痴神醉。清晨,亦或傍晚时分,手拿一本杂志来到树林里,坐在树荫下轻轻诵读,享受着温风习习、野绿片片、鸟鸣啾啾、花香缕缕、溪水潺潺的纯天然伴奏。此时,你方可真正领略到, I like a person, quietly reading classic and elegant prose poetry. Pure, shy, and elegant prose poems, such as the wild flowers growing in the faint mountains, are scattered and plain, but they have a natural, aromatic, full-bodied, long-standing beauty without the slightest decoration and carving. Impetuous, reading such as drinking wine, it is a delecting drunk. In the early morning or late afternoon, take a magazine in your hand in the woods and read a book while sitting in the shade. Enjoy the warm wind, green leaves, tweeted birds, floral plumes, . At this point, you can truly appreciate,