A person goes on boundless long market, a hand is inserted in the pocket, a hand builds the sunshine that blocking dazzling before the forehead. Free walking along …… aimlessly.
一个人走在漫漫的长街上，一只手插在口袋里，一只手搭在额前挡着刺眼的阳光。漫无目的地走着……。
It seems that, aeriform in what is worn in drawing I, going to walking along …… not to know why, I stopped in bookshop doorway footstep, this gate resembles a magnet, and I am an iron. Put down slowly take the hand before the forehead, there is gold house ” oneself in the book of that plaque “ before looking the door up and down these a few big character, make me more curious. Curiosity made me step into that mysterious gate.
似乎，无形之中有什么在牵引着我，走着走着……不知为何，我在书店门口停下了脚步，这扇大门就像一块磁铁，而我是一块铁。慢慢地放下搭在额前的手，端详着门前的那块匾“书中自有黄金屋”这几个大字，让我更好奇了。好奇心促使我踏进了那神秘的大门。
See a new world as expected inside “ ! ” I sigh in the heart. An another bookcase, orderly and very straight, approach a bookcase, every book resembling was to suffer military training, press a category, size, it is clear to share completely, let a person look heart Qing Dynasty enrages bright. I guess that boss is to have surely force disease.
“里面果然别有洞天呀！”我在心中叹道。一排又一排的书柜，整齐笔挺，走近一排书柜，每本书像是受了军训，按类别，大小，统统分得清清楚楚，让人一看便心清气爽。我猜那老板定是有强迫症。
My amid is browsed quickly, singled out the book that admires in the heart originally. The trend reads an area, a lot of person, unexpectedly neither one room, how do I do then, be anxious in me when. An old person of year of close a cycle of sixty years stood, the hair is not much already composition, some are bald, but long however beard waves, walk into me, pat the shoulder that pats me, say: “ slaves girl, sit there! ” his smile is so amiable, amiable in also take some Confucianism elegant.
我在其间快速浏览，选出了一本心仪的书。走向阅读区，好多人，竟没有一个空位，那我怎么办，正在我发愁时。一个年近花甲的老人站了起来，头发已没多少作文，有些秃了，但却长须飘飘，走进我，拍拍我的肩，说：“丫头，坐那儿吧！”他的笑容是那么的慈祥，慈祥中也带些儒雅。
Had sat, break up in the first page, one page oversee of another page ground, appear to be able to prevent me to read a book without what, book, this thing has strong interest!
坐好，翻在第一页，便一页又一页地向下看，似乎没有什么能阻止我看书，书，这东西有瘾哪！
Time is in elapse, crepuscular already as agreed upon and to, red appeared half the sky, still wear in nibble I of the book, a bit did not become aware this beautiful scenery. The twilight of the setting sun, beamed I, that old person goes, pat my shoulder, pat me from the book just about, I turn first, his amiable look is shining I, say: “ slaves girl, some are late now, come home first! ” my hesitation. He saw my anxiety it seems that, slow a fine manage ground say: “ does not have a thing, you take the book to look, it is good to still come back later. I appreciate ” all over the face, just know he is a boss later.
时间在流逝，黄昏已如约而至，红透了半边天，还在蚕食着书的我，丝毫没有觉察这美景。夕阳的余辉，照耀着我，那个老人走来，拍了拍我的肩，正是把我从书里拍出来了，我一转头，他慈祥的目光照耀着我，说：“丫头，现在有些晚了，先回家吧！”我犹豫了。他似乎看出了我的忧虑，慢条细理地说：“没事，书你带回去看吧，晚些还回来就好。”我满脸感激，后来才知道他就是老板。
That year, I am 10 years old, it is the most mischievous period of time, I was pulled by the book however fetch. Days elapses quickly, that inn still is however there, never lose, the boss is old, still holding to however. That inn also became a for me the thought rests post in memory.
那年，我十岁，是最顽皮的时段，我却被书牵住了魂。时光荏苒，那家店却依然在那儿，不曾遗失，老板老了，却仍在坚持。那家店也成了记忆中一个供我思想休息的驿站。
In those day, book, for the first time, arrest the entrance door in my heart gently, batch move my heartstrings.
在那时，书，第一次，轻扣我心中的大门，拨动我心弦。(文/陈张燚)