My reading story
If knowledge is compared to flowers, then books are the old roots deeply rooted in the soil; If knowledge is compared to a wine bottle, then books are sweet and delicious wine; If knowledge is compared to the night sky, then books are dazzling stars.
When it comes to reading, I can't help saying my thoughts word by word.
I have listened to adult stories since I was a child, because I think the content of the stories is very interesting. Moreover, I also think that reading is a road that everyone has to go through all his life. Books can make the whole world more interesting, enrich people's lives and make individuals more tasteful.
I still remember watching the Pinyin version of The King's New Clothes when I was 7 years old, and I thought that the two swindlers in the story were very cunning and hateful. When I was 9 years old, I opened this book again. When I think of my really ridiculous idea the other day, I can't help but feel interesting for my naivety. /kloc-when I am 0/2 years old, I will read this book again and thank the honest child in the story for his inspiration. Now reading this book, what I see is the hypocrisy of the king and the fear of death of ministers, which makes me feel ridiculous and sad.
I love reading, it is books that let me invite Xiang freely in the ocean of knowledge; It is books that let me wander freely in the scientific world, and books that let me learn truth, goodness and beauty; It is the book that makes me understand right and wrong; It was books that taught me to be independent and self-reliant; It was this book that made me understand the true meaning of life ... When reading Robinson Crusoe, I saw Robinson's brave, strong and fearless spirit. Thought of being brave, strong and not afraid of difficulties. When I read The Education of Love, I deeply realized the kindness of the characters in the book. They are helpful and have a "sympathy". When I read Five Thousand Years of China, I learned about China's long history and splendid culture. Reading can help me understand many philosophies of life. The book taught me the dignity of being a woman, just like petofi said, "Throw them both away when you have time." Voltaire once said, "Labor is the root of happiness." In this sentence, I know that labor is also a kind of happiness. Darwin once said something that moved me. He said, "Luck likes to take care of brave people." This sentence taught me to be brave.
I feel that I am a simple laborer and I work hard. God likes to take care of those who work hard. What I get is not the moon in the water, but the sweet spring with many fruits and honey. I really admire Lu Jun. He said, "Patience is painful, but the result is sweet."
Writing here, I can't help but think of a sentence: "The road is long and Xiu Yuan is awkward, and I will search up and down."
My reading story
According to the tree's rings, if you grow one year old, you will have one more ring. That tree should still have six rings, because it has grown with me for six years.
I learn calligraphy in the morning and evening, and I never forget it. Whenever I learn a word, I write it on its green clothes.
Day after day, when I wrote on it again, I found that the ink of some words no longer existed. It should be absorbed by it, and it has increased my knowledge with me.
I wanted to keep them, so I picked the written leaves and put them in my book, which became my proof of reading and marked the date on them.
When I am holding a book, I feel very happy because there are so many good partners to study with me.
However, good days are always shorter than bad days. Those green clothes have been changed into new clothes, and they are all yellow and dry. The ink faded away, "like a river flowing eastward."
Now, it is the season of sowing. I want to bury them underground, hoping that they can take root again, cultivate the next generation and pass on knowledge from generation to generation. It can really be said: "Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the sick tree."
Year after year, my knowledge has gradually increased, and my good friends have also increased. They have their moments of prosperity and decline. In the face of prosperity, they will continue to work hard and gain something without being complacent; In the face of decline, they did not give up easily, but constantly honed themselves, firmly believing that "one day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight and cross the deep sea."
One day, I had a dream that my partners were comparing with each other and said, "I am better than you, and you see my strokes the most, so my words are the king of words ..." They argued endlessly and finally let me express my opinion. I said calmly: you are all winners. Because words are interlinked, if we can unite and struggle with each other, we will have a lot of knowledge. Get unique knowledge and learn from others. "In a threesome, there must be a teacher."
This dream made me clearly realize that unity is strength, knowledge is accumulated bit by bit, and dripping water can make a river.
My reading story
I especially like reading books, such as Yang, Shen, Bing Xin, Mei, ... I am all their loyal fans. "Books are the ladder of human progress." This sentence is true, but for me, "books are the spiritual food of human beings" is more appropriate.
Speaking of it, there is also a Book History that makes people "deeply moved".
It's nice to say "read more, read more". When I was very young, my mother and I watched the plots in Grimm's fairy tales, Dream of Red Mansions and Andersen's fairy tales every day. But I can only watch five thousand years and a dream of red mansions, but I don't know the plot. Because I think those books are too boring and boring. There are three or four thousand words in the first grade literacy competition. Maybe I read too many books and recognized more than two thousand words at once.
When I grow up, I am also obsessed with reading fairy tales, modern novels and stories. I have a firm habit of reading for a long time every night. Dad doesn't let me read before going to bed, because I forget the time at a glance and have to pull my ears to get up the next morning. In order not to let my parents find out, I launched a guerrilla war with them. I quickly turned off the lights when they came and turned them on when they left. However, there are policies above and countermeasures below. Dad pretended to walk into the room and closed the door, but in fact the man was still outside. I was cheated. My dad came in and scolded me and turned off the room switch. The Tao is one foot high, and the devil is ten feet high. He didn't expect me to have another hand: a flashlight! I hid under the bed and watched the light because my father didn't see it under the door. I was bored hiding in it, so I took a breath and continued to watch. Even Dad couldn't help it.
Books have brought me endless fun, and also given me a lot of "nutrients"-like sunshine, like rain and dew, nourishing my little tree and making it thrive!
I like reading.
She explained to me-my reading story.
Open a book, the world will be big, and the heart will be suddenly enlightened.
Seven years ago that afternoon, the rain outside the window fell on the banana in front of the house like tears in my heart. "A girl, just read some books and don't have to go to school!" My father's words are always resounding.
When depressed, just open a book and come to a few lines. "Today's hands are like new, the tomb is arched, and it's sad! Yesterday, Jiangling in Xiao Yi fell into a trap. He did not hesitate to destroy calligraphy and painting at the expense of the country. Yang Guang Jiangdu capsized, but he recovered his books and did not mourn his death. What does human nature write, life and death can not be forgotten? Or is providence too meager to enjoy this stunner? Even if the deceased knows, he still cherishes it and refuses to stay in the world. It's hard to get, but it's easy to lose! " Because it is taken out of context, I don't know why, but it "still says that God's will is too meager to enjoy this property?" I am so apt that I reread this article and can't wait. After reading it, I realized that the helplessness and loss of Yi 'an lay man has crossed mountains and rivers for thousands of years, and now it is on me. She is for the lost cultural relics and ancient books, and I am for the lost reading and learning. Because I am in the same boat, I pity her and I pity her. Actually, I feel sorry for myself
I borrowed all the places where I could borrow books, read all her books and wrote her books. She, the goddess of gone with the world, I was deeply impressed by her charm. However, most of the history only remembers her "People are thinner than Yellow Flowers" and "The Boat in Shuangxi Cao Meng", which can't bear much worries. She is defined as the representative of slow words, leaving a miserable image of a woman for future generations. At first, I seemed to see her in her twilight years. She was alone in a deserted yard, leaning against the door and looking north. The autumn wind swept the colorful leaves and wandered in front of the door. Slowly, she told me: Yes, she was very sad, but her worries were rarely separated from hers, mostly because "northerners were not used to listening" and her family hated her country; She is worried. She is more worried about herself and the world. "Mulan is a good girl ... I hope she crosses the Huaihe River." Her inner struggle and cry are no less than that of Zong Ze, a famous minister, sitting there shouting "Cross the river!" However, what she saw was the false prosperity of the capital of Qing 'an, Yue Fei's bitter parting and the cry of blood and tears of the national righteous. What she saw was that "talent is not a woman's thing" appeared in the Epitaph of Granddaughter written by patriotic poet Lu You, and she praised it greatly. She has nothing to say. Looking around the female world, there is no one of the same kind, and then there is no acquaintance. Among them, she wants to chew alone. She didn't give up. She turned her troubles into beauty by rebelling against the world. "Life is a hero, death is a ghost male. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. " The true feelings and lofty aspirations among them must be evaluated in the Millennium. "Autumn wind and autumn rain are sad." She finally waited for her bosom friend, but time flies, and it has been more than three thousand years.
Looking back now, I am really lucky to meet the goddess of gone with the world thousands of years ago and see her charming charm when I was helpless and depressed. I am so lucky that when I am desperate, I can talk to the beautiful god in the troubled times thousands of years ago and know that there is a life called resisting the world.
It is true that my family's poverty is insignificant compared with the troubled times three thousand years ago. Compared with that era thousands of years ago, the residual poison of "it is useless for women to study" is so insignificant. Li Qingzhao, in that turbulent and dark age, can still fight against the world with a thin body like a yellow flower and make herself extraordinary. I, there is no reason to give up.
I packed my schoolbag and my mood. I went back to school and came to Daqing Petrochemical Company. I have the honor to share my reading story with you.
Respondent: Yesterday's face is lingering-Level 3 2008-8-20 15:08
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Newspaper rack with ink, font with type, thin and thick for the book; There are elegant sentences, profound thoughts, long and short, which are books; With the thoughts of the ancients and imagination of the future, this is a book. In a blink of an eye, my journey with the book is almost 15 years.
Childhood: Open a colorful picture.
"The kind princess turned into a bubble and disappeared in the sea forever ..." My mother said softly in my ear.
While reciting one beautiful fairy tale after another, from then on, I had the concept of beauty, ugliness, good and evil in my mind, which made me take the first step to contact books.
Childhood: opening the world of conjecture
"Mom, why is the sky blue?" "Mom, why is the sea salty?" Qian Qian never understood why, so I began to ask the wise man in my heart: Mom! My mother thought my question was complicated, so she bought me "100,000 Why's" and "Children's Encyclopedia" ... She asked me to finish reading those books hand in hand, leaving almost invisible creases on the books. From then on, Aristotle, Galileo, Newton and Madame Curie waved to me, which made me see the brilliance of the peak of science, realized the true meaning of knowledge and the beauty of science, and I began to be proud of myself?
Now: Turn the page.
Mr. Lu Xun's Morning Flowers, Scream and Diary of a Madman; Gorky's childhood, on earth and in my university; Grandpa Ba Jin's home, Spring and Autumn; Chapter after chapter of beautiful stories and vibrant life, I can't help but be excited and frantically explore and suck the history and traces left by these great men. A feeling of "smallness" arises spontaneously, and I suddenly find that I am not so great, but I should study more and study hard in the ocean of stacks. From then on: in the morning, I began to taste tea prose; At noon, I read a novel leaning against the sunshine; In the evening, I read a poem by the window.
Fifteen years have passed in reading. Now, I have been fascinated by the palace of literature. It was reading that started all this, which made me spread my tender wings and fly in the sky of knowledge, broadening my horizons; It makes me open the blank in my mind to learn endless knowledge, and I can't extricate myself; It makes me open my heart to explore the true meaning of life and improve myself. ...
Respondent: yxt 1900- 14 grade 2008-8-25 14: 13.
It was she who explained me-my reading story.
Open a book, the world will be big, and the heart will be suddenly enlightened.
Seven years ago that afternoon, the rain outside the window fell on the banana in front of the house like tears in my heart. "A girl, just read some books and don't have to go to school!" My father's words are always resounding.
When depressed, just open a book and come to a few lines. "Today's hands are like new, the tomb is arched, and it's sad! Yesterday, Jiangling in Xiao Yi fell into a trap. He did not hesitate to destroy calligraphy and painting at the expense of the country. Yang Guang Jiangdu capsized, but he recovered his books and did not mourn his death. What does human nature write, life and death can not be forgotten? Or is providence too meager to enjoy this stunner? Even if the deceased knows, he still cherishes it and refuses to stay in the world. It's hard to get, but it's easy to lose! " Because it is taken out of context, I don't know why, but it "still says that God's will is too meager to enjoy this property?" I am so apt that I reread this article and can't wait. After reading it, I realized that the helplessness and loss of Yi 'an lay man has crossed mountains and rivers for thousands of years, and now it is on me. She is for the lost cultural relics and ancient books, and I am for the lost reading and learning. Because I am in the same boat, I pity her and I pity her. Actually, I feel sorry for myself
I borrowed all the places where I could borrow books, read all her books and wrote her books. She, the goddess of gone with the world, I was deeply impressed by her charm. However, most of the history only remembers her "People are thinner than Yellow Flowers" and "The Boat in Shuangxi Cao Meng", which can't bear much worries. She is defined as the representative of slow words, leaving a miserable image of a woman for future generations. At first, I seemed to see her in her twilight years. She was alone in a deserted yard, leaning against the door and looking north. The autumn wind swept the colorful leaves and wandered in front of the door. Slowly, she told me: Yes, she was very sad, but her worries were rarely separated from hers, mostly because "northerners were not used to listening" and her family hated her country; She is worried. She is more worried about herself and the world. "Mulan is a good girl ... I hope she crosses the Huaihe River." Her inner struggle and cry are no less than that of Zong Ze, a famous minister, sitting there shouting "Cross the river!" However, what she saw was the false prosperity of the capital of Qing 'an, Yue Fei's bitter parting and the cry of blood and tears of the national righteous. What she saw was that "talent is not a woman's thing" appeared in the Epitaph of Granddaughter written by patriotic poet Lu You, and she praised it greatly. She has nothing to say. Looking around the female world, there is no one of the same kind, and then there is no acquaintance. Among them, she wants to chew alone. She didn't give up. She turned her troubles into beauty by rebelling against the world. "Life is a hero, death is a ghost male. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. " The true feelings and lofty aspirations among them must be evaluated in the Millennium. "Autumn wind and autumn rain are sad." She finally waited for her bosom friend, but time flies, and it has been more than three thousand years.
Looking back now, I am really lucky to meet the goddess of gone with the world thousands of years ago and see her charming charm when I was helpless and depressed. I am so lucky that when I am desperate, I can talk to the beautiful god in the troubled times thousands of years ago and know that there is a life called resisting the world.
It is true that my family's poverty is insignificant compared with the troubled times three thousand years ago. Compared with that era thousands of years ago, the residual poison of "it is useless for women to study" is so insignificant. Li Qingzhao, in that turbulent and dark age, can still fight against the world with a thin body like a yellow flower and make herself extraordinary. I, there is no reason to give up.
I packed my schoolbag and my mood. I went back to school and came to Daqing Petrochemical Company. I have the honor to share my reading story with you.
There is an inky paper shelf, a font and a thin and thick book. There are elegant sentences, profound thoughts, long and short, which are books; With the thoughts of the ancients and imagination of the future, this is a book. In a blink of an eye, my journey with the book is almost 15 years.
Childhood: Open a colorful picture.
"The kind princess turned into a bubble and disappeared in the sea forever ..." My mother said softly in my ear.
While reciting one beautiful fairy tale after another, from then on, I had the concept of beauty, ugliness, good and evil in my mind, which made me take the first step to contact books.
Childhood: opening the world of conjecture
"Mom, why is the sky blue?" "Mom, why is the sea salty?" Qian Qian never understood why, so I began to ask the wise man in my heart: Mom! My mother thought my question was complicated, so she bought me "100,000 Why's" and "Children's Encyclopedia" ... She asked me to finish reading those books hand in hand, leaving almost invisible creases on the books. From then on, Aristotle, Galileo, Newton and Madame Curie waved to me, which made me see the brilliance of the peak of science, realized the true meaning of knowledge and the beauty of science, and I began to be proud of myself?
Now: Turn the page.
Mr. Lu Xun's Morning Flowers, Scream and Diary of a Madman; Gorky's childhood, on earth and in my university; Grandpa Ba Jin's home, Spring and Autumn; Chapter after chapter of beautiful stories and vibrant life, I can't help but be excited and frantically explore and suck the history and traces left by these great men. A feeling of "smallness" arises spontaneously, and I suddenly find that I am not so great, but I should study more and study hard in the ocean of stacks. From then on: in the morning, I began to taste tea prose; At noon, I read a novel leaning against the sunshine; In the evening, I read a poem by the window.
Fifteen years have passed in reading. Now, I have been fascinated by the palace of literature. It was reading that started all this, which made me spread my tender wings and fly in the sky of knowledge, broadening my horizons; It makes me open the blank in my mind to learn endless knowledge, and I can't extricate myself; It makes me open my heart to explore the true meaning of life and improve myself. ...
Book-my friend
I especially love reading, and the bookcase at home is full of countless books I like. Because there were too many books, my mother sent them away after I read a batch. Then I bought a batch through various relationships. Cycle, always can't buy, also can't buy enough. As a result, there are more and more stories about me and this book.
read a book
I love reading, especially fairy tales and novels, or some composition books and detective novels are my favorites. In the first half of the fourth grade, the mid-term exam is coming, and my mother has formulated a "fascist policy." Don't spend three or four hours at night, and don't try to finish your homework. Fortunately, my books, such as The Little Bean by the Window, Dai Xiaoqiao and His Buddies, and The Log Cabin on the Grassland, are all in the drawer, and my mother is also "absorbed" in playing computer, so my "genius hacker" has a chance-I won't let them read it in the light, but can't I steal it?
No, I finished the homework assigned by the teacher, and then I watched Dear Mr. Han Xiu, which was watched by the whole class. Just when I saw the beggar bear in the third chapter, I was full of envy ... A shadow appeared behind me: "What's the matter, is the book good?" Do your homework, hurry up! Don't be lazy, but be careful with this book-hehe. "But I don't listen. I want to hide the book when my mother leaves and continue my hobby. But it's too late. My mother saw me like this and took the book away. I have to sing: "It's not a crime for a girl to see it ..."
Reading has a supreme position in my heart.
collect books
I love reading, but my mother's policy is hard to disobey, so I began to collect books.
I don't collect books like a collector, but I sneak around, like doing underground work. As soon as New Year's Day is over, my mother will confiscate some books I love to read. I wanted to play hardball to get help, so I took the initiative to hand in some thick books. First, I let my mother off her guard. Second, the book is thick. No matter how my mother hides it, they will fall out.
Getting rid of the thick books, it's time to consider other books-Tibetan. When my mother is not at home, I try my best to collect books. I looked left and right, and finally determined the place under the cushion, under the pillow and in the drawer. So, I put some good books in various places and asked my grandmother to try the effect-yes, my grandmother didn't find it. Finally, I hid the book better and began to do my homework with peace of mind.
As a result, when my mother came back, I saw the flaw at a glance and wasted my time. Instead, I got a "reward" from my mother-a scolding. Oh, what a tragedy!
Looking for books
I love reading so much that my mother often hides my favorite books.
Looking for a book under mom's nose-it's not easy, just like finding a bone in an egg! However, it doesn't bother me. I have the "skill" to find books, and I can use my brain-observation+brain = book.
No, my mother hid my book very secretly again, but with the "secret" on it, I can easily find it. Just like last time:
It was Sunday, and my mother hid my wooden house on the grassland and then accompanied me to do my homework. I secretly looked at the kitchen cabinet at home and found nothing unusual. Take a closer look, why is mom's bag around? Still bulging! Thinking of this, I went up and stepped on my mother's bag secretly. Yo, half of the color cover of the log cabin on the prairie is exposed from the inside, and I see it-great joy! Hurriedly dropped the pencil on the ground, and then "stole" it in the name of picking it up. After finishing my homework, I quietly read it again.
From then on, my mother collected books and I came to look for books. In the end, my mother ended in failure and I won again!
Books, my friends, my favorite!