看书写画

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I finally get a quiet hour to sit down with a book. 终于能偷得一个小时的清静，坐下来看会儿书了。

I settle into my chair, crack the spine open, 我舒舒服服地窝进椅子里，撑开书脊，

and flip to where I left off, 翻到上次读到的地方，

the corner still folded down as a bookmark. 折起来的页角还好好地当着书签。

As I read, I underline a line that hits me, 读着读着，看到触动我的句子就顺手画道线，

and grab a highlighter to mark a passage worth coming back to. 再拿起荧光笔，把值得反复回味的段落标出来。

When an idea pops up, 脑子里要是冒出什么想法，

I jot it on a sticky note and stick it in the margin. 就随手记在便利贴上，贴在书页边上。

My pencil goes blunt, 铅笔头用秃了，

so I sharpen it with a few quick turns and blow off the shavings. 就转两下削削尖，吹掉上面的笔屑。

There's something about paper that a screen can't give you — 纸质书那种感觉，真是屏幕怎么都给不了的——

the weight of the book, the quiet turn of a page. 书本沉甸甸的分量，还有轻轻翻页的声响。

I lose all track of time, look up, 不知不觉看得入了迷，一抬头，

and realize an hour has slipped by. 才发现一个小时已经悄悄溜走了。

I dog-ear the page, close the book, 把书页折了个角，合上书，

and sit with the story for a moment longer. 坐在那里，在故事的余味里多沉浸了一会儿。