Reading is a tour.

Reading quietly, the soul is like going through a strong tour.

I have a friend who is crazy about traveling all over the world. Before the epidemic, her normal state outside of work and life was to study abroad for a few months, then stay in India for a few weeks, sometimes in the east, and then in the west. However, whenever there is a holiday or a gap, never allow yourself to stay at home. I went to her house years ago, but I accidentally found that my friend had set up a reading corner at home.

single person sofa, cozy and comfortable, with an adjustable reading stand with reading lights, where books can be supported when opened.

There is sunshine by the window during the day, and sometimes a breeze blows, gently floating the white gauze curtain; At night, there are warm lights and fluffy blankets hanging aside, so people can nest in warm surroundings at any time. She said that as long as she leaves there, Garfield at home will curl up there. "Even cats know where it is best and most comfortable."

Look at the list of books she read last year, from books on a specific theme to all works by a writer, from partial books to popular books, from new books to classics, involving art, design, food, life, geography, history, psychology, science fiction and many other fields.

Imagine that she is sitting quietly in that corner, but her thoughts are the same as before when she was carrying a big outdoor backpack and transferring between flights in various countries. However, the travel of ideas can not only cross continents and oceans, but also cross ancient and modern times. Reading and traveling are so similar.

for her, "it's not to provide a fixed solution to life, but to discover different life styles around the world", both traveling and reading.

I don't know if you have ever experienced such a moment:

When catching the subway, the girl who hurried past you with her bag open and a book sticking out of her head. Or, on the bus, when you see someone reading quietly, it seems that a joy naturally flows by.

In "But There are Books", there is an episode about libraries in various places, Nanjing, Beijing and Tibetan areas ...

There is a story in which the hero is Gu Xiaojun, the librarian of the National Library. In Guotu, where thousands of readers flood in every day, he has been working for more than ten years, and his daily job is to provide various services for readers. For example, "Where should I find what books" and "Where is the toilet" ...

Until one day, someone posted on the Internet to "find" him. "The administrator, natural volume ... metal glasses! ! ! Slightly fat! ! ! The nose is a little big! ! ! He teaches himself Persian every time! ! ! I think he's awesome! ! ！”

This post full of countless exclamation marks seems to have quietly revealed a secret-the infinite appeal of a person who reads quietly and concentrates on books.

Gu Xiaojun has taught himself more than ten languages, including Greek, Latin, Turkish, Arabic and so on, during her ten years working in the National Library. In his notebook, he carefully extracts what he thinks is good every day and tries to translate it in other languages on another page.

seemingly modest and gentle, he couldn't help bursting into tears when he read his favorite poem. He said that he sometimes forgets that he is here to work and feels that he is here to study. And he certainly didn't expect that the way he sat there quietly reading, but inadvertently inspired many people.

Before leaving Beijing, a man came to Guotu to see if he could meet Gu Xiaojun. He said that he had been preparing for the doctoral exam in Guotu for 19 years, and every time he passed by Gu Xiaojun's seat, he saw that he was absorbed in his studies and research, just like a sweeping monk, which gave him great strength at that time.

We are often lonely, but that doesn't mean we have no connection with others. People who study quietly infect each other, just as Gu Xiaojun described it as "I am alone, but never feel lonely".