Book - a lifetime friend

My story with reading

The autumn wind whistling outside the window, one piece, two pieces, and thousands of leaves are like a butterfly dancing in the air. Inside the house, a girl is holding a good book in hand, quietly reading the stories of her and the book.

Xiao He only shows sharp corners

When I was a child, I was jealous of you, and a book "Andersen's Fairy Tales" opened my door to the unknown. Then, a variety of fairy tales came one after another. Will the little girl who sells matches find her grandmother? Will the mermaid be resurrected? Can the prince find Cinderella... Whether it is the braveness of Little Red Riding Hood or the kindness and warmth of Snow White, I am pulling my young heartstrings, and there are layers of ripples on the banks of the Qingtang River. It’s you, the book, accompanying me through the innocent eight autumn and winter.

Songjiansha Road is net without mud

When I entered the school, I was gradually not so naive, the perfect fairy tale could not keep my thoughts, and I loved the prose. In Lu Xun's "A Chang and Shan Hai Jing", I saw a kind of simple and simple mother image; looking at the sloppy father "Back", I would like Zhu Ziqing to shed tears; in Ji Xianlin's "Qingtang Heyun" In the middle, I realized the tenacity of life; in the night rain, I thought about life like Yu Qiuyu, and tasted the poetry of life... Beautiful language, sincere emotion, how can I not let me move? How can you not leave a string of footprints on my clean Songsar sand road? It’s you, the book, and I spent hundreds of days and nights with me.

The canoe has passed the Wanzhong Mountain

I am now 16 years old, although I am in adolescence, but I do not know why I was attracted by the thick and awkward novels. The first thing I read was my favorite is the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Guan Yu passed the five-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-six-south-south The words of Confucianism and the empty city are all fascinating... The Three Kingdoms have led me into the world of fiction. Since then, "Robinson Crusoe" "How steel is made" "Jane Eyre" ... all kinds of famous novels come together, really let me have a book addiction. Still you - the book, still with me, with me.

The book, like a sincere friend, spent 16 seasons with the north wind whistling with me. And I drove my leafy boat in the sea of ​​books and slowly drove through the mountains...

Another autumn, a piece of willow leaves falling in front of my window, picking up a leaf and pinching it in my book.

Third day: taoleiee