Books grow with me

Books grow with me

"Reading well, reading, reading books," is a true portrayal of my study. I like reading. For me, a good book is like a good teacher and a friend. It spurs me and encourages me to move forward.

Reading well, why do you say that? I remember that when I was five years old, on a summer night, I asked my father to tell me the story before going to bed as usual. After reading about five pages, Dad was already tired and yawning. Looking at the spirit of me, my father smiled and threw the book to me, and let me see it irresponsibly. Pick up the book, I tried to read it, let alone, five minutes passed, I actually saw a dozen pages. This speed, if you let my father read it to me, don't say five minutes, even if it is fifteen minutes, it is not necessarily finished. At this time, I am deeply addicted to the magical world of the book.

Reading is good, so I just have to study, and the vast world of books makes me forget. I not only read after school, but also read books before going to bed, even when I went to the toilet. I am fascinated by reading books. I can't hear anyone who calls me unless I take my book away. In my mother’s words, I can’t hear the thunder in the sky.

Good reading, it is important to read a good book. Today, I am already a fifth grade student. Mom and Dad educate me, don't read too much. With the continuous growth of knowledge, my type of reading has gradually increased. From astronomy and geography to humanities, from crazy English to fun mathematics, my interests are more and more extensive, like a bee collecting honey and reading books, learning knowledge. Of course, I will follow my mother's instructions - I don't want to read books. Every time I encounter wonderful clips and beautiful words, I will take it out and write my own feelings. Sometimes I will continue to compile the next story in my mind...

I love to read, because the wonderful world in the book, because of the wonderful content in the book, but also because of the rich knowledge in the book!