The story of me and the book

The book is the ladder of human progress, and the book is the nutrition of the whole world. I think these metaphors are perfect. Yes, entering the world of books and listening to the words of the book can really make us smart. Reading a good book is equivalent to talking to many noble people. Reading is really fun! .

When I was very young, I had a close relationship with the book. At that time, my book was a story that my grandfather, grandmother and aunt told me. The many stories made me understand a lot. Reason, know what is honest and kind. The earliest book I read was "Tortoise and Rabbit Race". It is a comic strip. Although there are not a few words, the content and the picture are deeply attracted to me. Since then, I have become a close friend with the book. I love reading more after school. On the small table by the bed, I have a book that I loved: "The Adventures of the Little Man Kingdom", "How Steel Is Made", "The Deep Sea Adventure", "The Lawn Dwarf"...

One weekend, I was looking for information for the language class next week. I rummaged through several bookcases and found no suitable information. I suddenly found a book called "Frightening Street Cry", which read: bold opening, gallbladder Small walk away. Take a closer look, it is a science fiction novel, translated into thirty-one words, global sales of 270 million volumes ... provocative words and amazing numbers take me into the world of books.

I am like a wolf, reading greedily. I seem to be wandering around the street with the two protagonists. I will meet the wolf crab in a while, and I will see the cockroach in a while... I am reading with gusto, my mother "Eating" interrupted my trip on the street. "I will wait for a while!" I coped with my mother and watched it for a long time. Until my father took the book, I sat at the table and stuffed two meals. I found that I have the chicken wings I love today, but my The mind is still in the book, what will the protagonist see when the werewolf is in the end? I can't even eat, I look for the West, wow, the book is on the chair! I grabbed the book and I continued to read it. "Do you have to be hungry for you?" Mom was angry, but in desperation, I ate the rice, and even forgot the delicious chicken wings, I picked up the book and read it...

I am such a small bookworm! There are many more stories about me and the book. I walk into the world of books and live in the ocean of books. You can swim as much as you want. As a writer said, the book is like a boat that will never sink. He will carry You are heading for many wonderful harbors and heading for a farther and more dangerous voyage.

Fifth grade: Huang Xinxin