摘要
逛过的店铺越多,越喜欢书店;见过的世面越多,越喜欢书籍。那天周末,送女儿去了学校,时间尚早,我将车泊好,沿着柳荫遮蔽的步行街,信步走进小城的新华书店。书店里,静寂安然。东面的木制桌椅坐满了妈妈和孩子。
Strolling slowly,I fixed my eyes on the artistically bound books and browsed each of them carefully.The authors ranged from Lu Xun to Ba Jin and from Chi Li to Chi Zijian.When my fingers slipped over the smooth covers,the fragrance of printed paper quietly and gently spread.I opened the title page as if I opened the dust-laden gate to knowledge.
出处
《走向世界》
2021年第9期68-69,共2页
Openings