读别人易,读自己难。即使是自己每日对镜匡正衣冠,也许只能净化其外表,而不能审正自己的灵魂。特别是文人,“文章总是自己的好”已流传千古,因而似更需要不断阅读自己的人文行为。比如,当你我拿起笔,在填满稿纸的方格格之前,是否掂量过即将播进稿纸里的种子,是一粒饱满的种子,还是一粒干瘪的霉种?当你我把中国汉字填满方格格之后,是否回眸过那一行行、一堆堆的文字,到底 Reading others easy to read hard. Even if it is their own daily Kuangguang crown, may only purify its appearance, but can not correct their own soul. Especially the literati, “the article is always good” has spread throughout the ages, so it seems more necessary to constantly read their own humanistic behavior. For example, when you pick up the pen, before filling the square of the manuscript, have you measured the seeds that are about to be sown in the manuscript, full of seeds or a shriveled mold? When you fill in Chinese characters Full square after the review of that line, piles of text, in the end