My language learning story

"Language" is a companion in my life, and it brings me endless fun. As the saying goes, "No books in a day, Pepsi is ridiculous." Now, I have become a "small book fan" that no one knows, no one knows. In life, I can't live without books. I and the book are born. A pair, a good friend who is inseparable! The book is a kind of happiness. It can make me leave my troubles and greet joy. The book is a kind of beautiful enjoyment. It can make me soar in the ocean of books as if I am traveling happily. The book is my study. A good teacher in the middle, when I have difficulties, it can open up a new way for me to make me open my mind... I am interested in the book, or because of a little thing. I remember that when I was in the lower grades, my mother always praised my neighbor Zhang brother again and again, mainly to praise his literary talent. At that time, I was tired of reading books. Mother still can't help me, let me learn more about him. Once, when my mother praised him like the past, I was very convinced and protested to her mother: "Would you like to learn Zhang brother? Can he write a beautiful composition?" Mom's face turned red. Seriously said: "It is not a simple matter to write a good work!" I took the trouble to put on the top sentence: "How difficult is it? Not just reading more books!" Mom turned from cloudy to sunny, heart flower Dew: "Since you think it's so simple, you will read more books from now on. I am waiting for your best work." After listening to my mother's words, I felt embarrassed and had to reluctantly agree. Since I easily agreed, I had to do it. My mother bought me a pile of books, story books, paperwork, history books... all kinds of things, I am about to drown me. At first, I just frowned and read the book, all of them were swallowed up, not asking for a solution. However, after reading it, I always saw a movie, and I have a good aftertaste. Slowly, I developed a good habit of making reading notes. Over time, I have absorbed a lot of "nutrition." Because of the passage of time, I fell in love with reading. The bookcase at home is full and no longer subject to "guests". Because of this, my composition level has made significant progress, which gives my mother who has been worried about my writing a lot of comfort! Learning Chinese is also a colorful thing! One exam, I got a "92" score, although the results are not ideal, but I am already the first in the class. But I have no reason to be happy, because the highest class is "98". If it is not because of my carelessness, I am the first throne of the whole class! Hey, I know that today, why bother! I am even wrong with the basic questions, really should not! The question asked me to find a synonym, but I found an antonym, and the teacher deducted me five points. The composition of the composition is well written, but it is a typo, but unfortunately! The composition was deducted three points. The teacher often criticizes me carelessly, I can't change it. Because of this, I decided to be a "cautious" person. As long as I persist, I can get rid of bad habits. Only then can my language learning be more enviable...
This is my language learning story.

My language learning story

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