时间让我变得温柔

小时候最大的愿望就是长大，独立。也许是因为这个长大，变得非常急躁。

最近看到了一段文字：

I slowly understood why I was not happy, because I always look forward to a result. Read a book and expect it to make me deep, eat and swim expect it to make me lose a jin, send a text message expecting it to be answered, expect it to respond to good people, write a story about a mood that expects it to be watched and comforted. Participating in an event is expected in exchange for a rich experience. If these presupposed expectations come true, take a long breath of relief. What if it doesn't? be contrite and reform oneself. But as a child is also the same me, spent an afternoon to see ants move, and so on stone blossoms, as a child do not expect results, as a child weeping and laughing do not discount.

-Matt "allows himself to waste his time."

很想与人分享。当我一个单词一个单词的读出这段文字，我急躁的心也慢慢安静下来。不记得从什么时候开始，看书总想着快些看完，捧起一本厚厚的作品，第一个想法是要看多久，然后是能学到什么，最后才是有趣吗。有了这种想法，往往看到一小半便不耐烦的丢到一旁了。很长一段时间都是只能看看短篇的文章，小说，杂文。因为能快速的达到目标：看完。（。。。待续）