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上周和老公带着孩子到俱乐部看电影,看了没多久,孩子就坐不住了,我只好陪他走出俱乐部。在拐角处,我们看到了一路之隔的图书馆。久违的图书馆啊,让我怀念起在阅览室看书的日子。我们走进图书馆,静悄悄的阅览室散落着几个低头看书的人。我羡慕着在阅览室静静看书的他们,捧上一本书,嗅著书香,任时钟的“滴答”声掩去内心的浮躁,一颗心在文字里恣意舒展。记得我的学生时代,正是痴迷文学的时候,大部分时间都流连在借来的中外名著里。手捧书卷细细品味,是少女时代最美好的回忆,而如今静心读些书仿佛成了
Last week and her husband with children to the club to watch movies, read not long after, the child could not sit still, I had to accompany him out of the club. At the corner, we saw the library all the way. Long absence of the library, let me miss the day reading in the reading room. We walked into the library, quiet reading room scattered with a few people who read books. I envy them in the reading room quietly reading books, holding a book, sniffing the book, any clock “ticking ” cover up the inner impetuous, a heart in the text of any stretch. I remember my student days, it is obsessed with literature, most of the time linger in borrowed Chinese and foreign celebrities. Savor handwriting books, is the best girlhood memories, and meditation now read as if the book has become