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The book is accompanied by me


The book is flowing blood, the book is a dynamic life, the book is an endless source, walking in the book, you feel wisdom, happiness, release, warmth and tranquility, intense dance...
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Reading, let one new world be presented to us. I love reading, I think reading is a happy thing. When you are alone, sitting quietly at your desk, it will be astonishing and telling me something new and telling some big truths or small truths. So I can't turn a few pages, I will forget myself, flying into the world of books, swimming in the ocean of knowledge. When I read the happy place, I couldn’t help but dance and laugh. When I read the sadness, I would burst into tears.

In the national hour, I opened my fascinating dreams, and I was curious about the prince and the princess. I opened the fairy tale book and read the joyful time that the prince helped Cinderella put on the crystal shoes and read the mermaid princess. For the prince to become a bubble, there is no regrets, and I have read the affectionate kiss of Snow White to eat the poisoned apple prince. In this way, obsessively watching, looking silly, but also thought that all this is a reality, often in the dream into the happy prince, long time indulge in it.

When I understood it, I stepped into the embrace of the country. The weather of the years made me fall in love with the fairy tale book, but I fell in love with the literature. The plot in the book, the characters in the book, and the language in the book attracted me, which made me very fascinated. Some people in the book, people write their books, in fact, books are the films of life, showing my life, the book is full of fragrance.

Reading, such as spring, sings through the earth, the petals gently dance with the wind, like a beating note, the last love, still beautiful and dazzling, flowers bloom. Reading such as summer rain falls into the prelude of the world, the rain is soft and soft, like sweet sugar, the last taste, infused with my thoughts, can not be forgotten for a long time. Reading such as the melody of the autumn wind, the wind is falling, the faint and faint, the silky feelings, the maple leaves, the sallows, the woven into the bright future, the last silence, such as a residual flower with the late autumn The cold wind blew through. Reading such as winter snow covered the human low, the comfort of the snow, just like the hot heart was precipitated, a string of pulse sounds, together to the ears. Close your eyes and relish in the illusory world. If there is no, I really understand the mystery of the book.

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