Today, let's talk about books again.
For me, books are just a medium; as long as they can convey information, the format, decoration, texture, and feel of them are all negligible. Back in the day, when I was still in school, I was equally excited reading the poorly printed textbooks issued by the school.
(Passerby A: Are you sure it was a textbook and not some underground publication? The most deceptive thing in this world is memory.)
When I first entered school, I once had the grand ambition to read every single book in the library. Thinking about it now, it's almost... heartbreaking.
Speaking of which, the library has one million books. At the speed of reading one book per day, how long would it take to finish them all? Two thousand seven hundred and forty years.
Thus, I lamented, the ancient times were better. So isolated, with only a few books to read over and over again, one could become impressive just by reading a few more. For example, a student named Hao Long once "lay on his back under the sun on July 7th, and when asked why, he replied: 'I am drying my books.'"
I modestly thought, I've read far more books than him. If I went back in time, Hao would surely be ashamed to death. But I've only ever exposed my belly.
(Passerby A: Wow, so big! 1012: What do you mean? Passerby A: Oh, you know what I mean.)
Actually, today we're talking about this book. Friends who study hard even while sleeping, check out the reference below:
http://www.style-files.com/2007/05/27/project-sleepless/
PS: Based on my vast knowledge, I believe this thin blanket tells the story of "Sleeping Beauty."