Holding a roll of ink, I traveled in China for 5,000 years, looking all over the ages, picturesque scenery, sighing "the rivers are full of waves"; Listen to "curtain rolling west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers" and experience the suffering of acacia; Sing "There are not enough bells and drums, I hope I will never wake up after being drunk" and comment on lofty sentiments. Rather than saying that "books are the ladder of human progress", it is better to say that "books are a good medicine to save the soul blindly".
I love books, and I love the itchy feeling left in my heart when my fingers cross the pages. And this obsession with itching planted that seed in my childhood heart, and I was moved by it. Holding a copy of "Three Hundred Tang Poems", the immature voice and Wang Luobin shook their heads, chanting "Goose Goose, Xiang Tiange" and drinking a thousand cups with Li Bai. In the moonlight of "I left my food bar and cup, I couldn't eat or drink, I pulled out my dagger, and I peeped in four directions in vain", hiding in "My friend's prince, spring has passed, and you are here. Wang Wei lamented the loneliness and desolation of Du Fu's "fallen leaves are like waterfalls, but I think the long river is always rolling in". The company of the book washed away the prosperity and noise of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, saw through the bitterness of the ups and downs of the official sea, and suffered the bitterness of the Anshi Rebellion. That book has penetrated into the bone marrow and become an inseparable part of the heart. The thick and deep wine precipitated into knowledge is full of fragrance. It drinks thousands of cups with heroes of the ages and dies drunk in this book.
The childhood "Three Hundred Tang Poems" has long been yellowed, and the books on the pillow have been changed one after another. Only the ink is wrapped around your fingertips and haunts your heart. With the change of time, I am no longer satisfied, but look at the wider world and appreciate the touching and wonderful words written by foreign great writers.
A "Jane Eyre" taught me not to bow to rights and respect myself; A "One Hundred Years of Solitude", the love and hate of several generations are all on paper; A movie "How Steel is Tempered" made me understand that persistent success is steel tempered in high temperature and cold. Boating in the sea of books, I saw the faint light of human nature flashing, and I insisted on moving forward in the future.
Youth is always accompanied by agitation. Time flies, the arrival of science and technology express has brought a large number of modern new reading methods, and "e-books" have been overwhelming for a while. But I still persist in my heart, just because I have long been inseparable from the warmth and touch brought by wandering in the book.
Books that exude youthful breath accompany me through the melancholy flower season and rainy season, wash away the agitation of youth and shed tears of youth.
Gently touch the ink roll in your hand, leaving behind the scholarly years. Youth is always there, only wish: a book, a person, a youth.
Books grow with me. Composition 2 "A day without books is a barren land". Life without books is like the earth without sunshine. Wisdom without books is like a bird without wings. In the sea of books, I am like a duck to water and enjoy myself.
When I was a child, before I could read, my mother often held a thick story book and told me fascinating and beautiful stories. In that world, there is the kindness of Snow White, the mystery of the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon, and the happiness of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. I went to school, and from the day I entered school, the teacher organized us to read classics of Chinese studies in our spare time. What "Saint Amethyst", what "Disciples Rules", and all kinds of Tang poetry and Song poetry. ...
Day after day, month after month, slowly, I got to know Confucius and Mencius, Su Dongpo and Chen Ziang. Know that Zhou Xingsi wrote "Thousand Characters" at the expense of growing old overnight; Knowing Huang Xiang's filial piety; I know Meng Mu's hard work to break this machine.
Gradually, I know more words day by day, and I have accumulated more and more good words and sentences, and my interest in reading is getting stronger and stronger. When I am happy, I can't help reciting a passage "Heaven is to the earth, rain is to the wind, and the mainland is to the sky ...", and when the moon is full, I can't help singing "I wish people a long time and a thousand miles of beauty". Accompanied by books, I grew up gradually. From an ignorant child, I learned to "open my eyes to see the world" and began to understand the life of the world.
China's historical story made me understand the hardships behind success. In the Western Jin Dynasty, in order to defend the country, Zu Ti insisted on "smelling chickens and dancing" no matter whether it was hot in summer or frozen in winter, and eventually became a famous fighter against Xiongnu. Huai Su, a calligrapher in the Tang Dynasty, lived in poverty and had no money to buy paper. He practices writing with banana leaves instead of paper every day, but he hasn't composed music for many years. His bald brush piled up into hills, and finally he practiced Weeds like a storm.
Travel around the world and be friends with books. Books, like an unknown friend, have taught me to be strong and diligent ... I am willing to accompany this friend all the time. The teacher said, "These are the exquisite China chapters in the classics accumulated by China's long history of more than 5,000 years". I think I'm talking to ancient philosophers across time and space.
"Books are the ladder of human progress." I will persist in reading, study hard, gain from reading and grow from reading in my later life.
I like reading very much. When I was a child, I would clamor for my mother to tell me stories every night. After I can read, I like reading by myself. I like reading books written by Shen, Yang and Zheng He best. Among them, I have read "Midnight Bian Elf for Girls" written by Zhang Youyu over and over again, and I can never get tired of reading it.
The story is mainly about Liu Jiaya suffering from an incurable disease-hematologic cancer. She decided to run away from home because she didn't want to give her parents any trouble. Seeing this, I can't help thinking that she is really a good filial child, but I often quarrel with my mother for a little thing. A mountain elf and a sea elf appeared in the journey, and they became good friends. Liu Jiaya followed them to an island called Wudao Island. I saw there were all poisonous fruits. Accidentally touching the water, the poisonous fruit turned into a poisonous mouse. They fled quickly and finally bypassed those hateful mice and arrived at a safe place on the island without sun. They had just had a rest when the poisonous mice heard the news and surrounded them. They tried their best to defeat the poisonous mouse at last. In this process, Liu Jiaya knew that she was going to die, but she never gave up a glimmer of hope of survival and insisted on fighting the disease. Even after going through all the hardships, she survived. Every time I see this place, I will clench my fist and cheer for her. I didn't breathe a sigh of relief until I saw Liu Jiaya return to her hometown, overcome her illness and recover. Every time I read this story, I always say to myself: Don't flinch when encountering difficulties, but face them bravely.
But I'm not that brave in life. Take my writing as an example. It turned out that when I heard writing a composition, my head got bigger. For me, writing a composition is simply torture, and even writing a sentence is painful. But I can't help it, because this is homework. I remember once, the teacher asked us to write an essay on "children's words don't pay taxes". At that time, I racked my brains and felt dizzy, but I still couldn't write it. I wanted to give up several times. At this moment, the scene of hematologic cancer girl bravely fighting with the hateful poisonous rat came to my eyes. So I kept saying to myself, "I can do it, I can do it …" Encouraged by her never back down spirit, I slowly calmed down and began to think. Although this composition didn't win the prize, it was unexpectedly published in the Future Writer's Newspaper, and I was so excited that I danced. In this way, I like reading more and more, and my composition is much better than before.
I want to thank the girls in hematologic cancer, and thank Zhang Youyu for writing the book "Girls' Midnight Bian Elf", which gave me the courage to face difficulties and taught me not to bow, retreat and give up in adversity. I want to thank books with ink fragrance, because they tell me the truth of being a man and accompany me to grow up all the way.
Reading is a kind of enjoyment-enjoying the sunshine, bright and beautiful; Enjoy the air, fresh; Enjoy the experience, deeply.
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The ancients said, "Books are still medicine, and good reading can cure fools." Reading a good book is like talking to a noble person and cultivating sentiment. Throughout the ages, many scholars have written excellent works. Every grass and tree in nature and the joy and waves of human beings will shine with sparks of love and overflowing feelings, and will show laughter and bitter relief.
When I was a toddler who babbled, I liked to snuggle up in my grandmother's arms and listen quietly to The Princess and Prince written by Grandpa Andersen next door. I like to learn "a porridge and a meal, silk is hard to come by" in my mother's arms. Half-silk and half-wisp, persistent thinking about material difficulties ... I like to pester my father to talk about the heroes who emerged in the era of war and smoke.
Book, the green seed, is deeply rooted in my young mind.
I often hold a book and feel the wonderful feeling between the lines-caring for nature and listening to life; Close to life, into the heart. Teach me to be a man and keep me going.
"Filial piety is the first of all virtues". When she was young, my mother talked back because of a little thing. The book tells me that "the crow has the intention of feeding back, and the sheep knows the grace of kneeling and breastfeeding." Yes! My parents gave birth to me and raised me, and they paid so much for me. How to quarrel with mom? !
On the way of growing up, books have always comforted a curiosity.
When my friends say three or four things behind my back and I get angry, the book forbids me to "tolerance is a virtue, build a bridge to success for myself" and "try to be better, don't chat with people who have nothing to do with you, go your own way and let others talk." When I was discouraged, this book shook the aura of knowledge on his head and said seriously, "One day, I will sail straight and cross the deep sea." . Only by recognizing your shallowness will you have the motivation to move forward again; There is no dead end in the world, and there is no insurmountable gap. Please smile and add some chicken soup to your soul. "When I succeed, I often say," Thank you, Book. "
In a leisurely afternoon, at sunset, drink a cup of light tea and read a book. I see that the family is like a lamp, illuminating our glorious life; I think life is like playing chess. No matter how impermanent life is, it is worth a normal heart. Looking at the clouds rolling and the clouds falling, it is an ordinary life inadvertently, which tells my philosophy of life.
Open the door to happiness and wisdom, and kiss the rose with fresh dew and faint fragrance. Embrace the tree of life full of wisdom and youth. Scholarly, grow with me.
Calligraphy is a bright pearl in the history of China's national culture. Although I am not as good as my father's calligraphy, I still like it so much.
There are always unforgettable stories behind success. However, these are things that I will never forget. One night, my father and I were doing our own thing in the living room. Suddenly, I smelled a bad smell. I ran to my father with a bad smell. Oh, so it's dad writing brush strokes! I saw my father holding a brush holder, taking up a little ink and scraping off the excess water in the brush beside the dish. Then, his eyes carefully looked at the copybook and confidently wrote on it. I think my father wrote: the horizontal pole is like ivory and stands like a needle stone. The whole word is full of vitality, like a happy child, which makes people unbearable. The next day, I asked my father to write the word "one". It's my turn to write. I picked up a brush, dipped it in some ink, pressed the pen carefully and turned it slowly. Then my dad taught me to write Chinese calligraphy, and he readily agreed. Dad spread a blanket, poured ink on it and spread paper on it. Dad wrote a fluent word on the paper, finally picked up the pen, paused, and returned to the peak.
One Friday, I came to the designated place of China Calligraphy Competition with tools in high spirits, covered with blankets, covered with rice paper, and carefully poured ink. The silence in the classroom created a tense atmosphere for me. My heart is like a rabbit. I took a deep breath and remembered my father's words: Don't put too much pressure on yourself. So I put down my hand holding the brush and shook it hard to relax myself. After a while, I stood a little ink with a brush, looked at the strokes and found the right position. Then, I boldly and decisively wrote the first word. After I finished my homework, I picked up a small pen and wrote one by one, because I knew that whoever persisted in the end would be the real winner.
Finally, I won the first place, but I am not proud, because I know: there is a mountain outside the mountain, and there is a day behind it. I think half of this prize belongs to my father, because without his teaching, I can't win the first prize; If, without his reminder, I won't make it to the end.
Calligraphy, you brought me into the elegant world of ink painting, calligraphy, you brought me infinite joy, calligraphy, you told me that "diligence can make up for my shortcomings, no pains, no gains", calligraphy, you told me to try boldly and develop constantly ... I also believe that I can go further on this ink painting road.
This book grew with me. Composition 6 Shakespeare once said: "Life without books is like no sunshine; Wisdom without books is like a bird without wings.
Only books are man's best friends. He just wants to give and doesn't want to return. Reading is an experience, an enjoyment and a cultivation of sentiment. ...
Books have been growing with me since I was literate. When I was a child, Andersen's fairy tales taught me gentle kindness and wisdom. The story of the Long March as a teenager made me understand that I should not forget the national humiliation and revitalize China. ...
Because of the book, I understand the essence of snow white's kindness; Because of the book, I understand the hardships and obstacles of our ancestors on the long March; Because of the book, I understand the stupidity of the emperor's new clothes; Because of this book, I learned about magnificent waterfalls and magnificent mountains and rivers. ...
That day, it was raining outside the window, and raindrops were printed on the window. I lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and picked up my favorite, ordinary world.
This is a book that touched me the most. Labor and love, failure and success, kindness and cunning are intertwined into a net in the ordinary world. The people in the book walk through the net on the big stage of life and translate the chapters of people.
Sun Shaoping is a rural youth with rich knowledge and great ambition. He doesn't pursue fantasy, but he is down-to-earth and full of blood. He is a thoughtful man. He has his own ups and downs and his own life. He wishes he could live like a man. He is very touching, because he is strong, and he can go to a strange world by car. From "stop workers" to "coal miners", he did not have the legendary dream, but wrote his life with perseverance.
Sun Shaoan is a native farmer. He is hardworking, simple and honest, he has filial piety for the sake of the collective, and he can stand the test of life. During his career, he experienced many hardships. In his family, he has taken care of the family since he was a child ... his experience is pitiful. His spirit is admirable; His world is touching.
Books let us feel the beauty of the world, books let us appreciate the ups and downs of the world, and books enrich our lives.
Books are the ladder of human progress, so let's immerse ourselves in them, "read well, read well, read well". Books, like wine, are intoxicating, and books, like scrolls, have endless elegance. Let's immerse ourselves in the book and light our dreams!
Since I was born, books have followed me like shadows, and books have followed me like breeze. The passage of time has diluted my love for many things, but my love for books cannot fade away.
I remember when I was a child, I couldn't put it down more than story books and comic books. Gradually, when I grew up, I had to put down comic books, but picked up essays and novels. Now, I have entered junior high school, and I am fascinated by books. As long as you don't study for a day, it's like losing your soul.
The demand for books has been unsatisfied since childhood. Although my books are a little richer than those of children of the same age, I still repeatedly asked my mother to buy books for me. In addition, I also came up with a coup: exchange books with children. Story King and Grimm's Fairy Tales are my favorites. We exchanged books with each other and gained more knowledge. It is also in the process of accumulation that I deeply feel the joy of reading. I can say without exaggeration: "I spent my childhood in books!" "
As I grow older, I am fascinated by prose and novels. I am deeply immersed in the book and suck the knowledge in it. Cang Kejia once said, "Reading a good book is like making a good friend." Yes! Books are like an old friend of ours, guiding us when we are confused and giving us spiritual comfort when we are disappointed. Those clever and wonderful words and beautiful and moving sentences attract me like magnets and give me a kind of spiritual pleasure. Isn't this a pleasure?
With the growth of knowledge, my writing level is getting better and better. My composition is often read in class by teachers as a model essay, and occasionally published in newspapers and periodicals. Many people praised my composition, but I thought in my heart: this is all thanks to books! In a large number of literary works, those beautiful words are often remembered by me and applied to every writing. This is the honor that the book brings me!
I grew up with books. Books, I already have deep feelings for them. Yes! Books are our good teachers and friends. Please take good care of them in your spare time!
This book grew with me. The famous writer Gorky once said: "Books are the ladder of human progress." Shakespeare once said: "Books are the nourishment of the whole world. Life without books is like life without sunshine. Wisdom without books is like a bird without wings. " Books are equally important to me. They are indispensable friends in my life and important spiritual food for me.
I remember when I was in kindergarten, my parents took turns to read me stories starting with small pictures every night. As long as you hear the voice of love and vivid stories every day, you can sleep peacefully. Seeing the wolf in the picture in my dream made me cry. The beauty dreamed of the little fairy in the painting, which made my mouth water with laughter. At that time, I thought it would be enough to hear the story in the picture.
In the second and third grade of primary school, the small picture could not meet my needs, so I began to read some children's story books with phonetic notation. The wolf in the story is still the wolf, and the fairy is still the fairy, but I read it with relish. Every time I finish reading a story, I am always immersed in infinite fantasy. The wolf is not so terrible, and the fairy has become more beautiful. At that time, I was extremely proud of myself.
Another year has passed, and I am already in the middle grade-the fourth grade. The knowledge I need is not limited to story books. I began to read some famous essays and poems. Four Great Classical Novels and difficult ancient poems attracted me more and more. My parents bought me many books, such as the complete works of four classical novels and prose poems ... The nutrition in these books was gradually absorbed by me. Improve my writing level, improve my own quality and improve my expressive ability. ...
Now, I have entered the sixth grade, and I think those books can't satisfy me in the sixth grade. Attractive books such as Morning Flowers, Hometown, Little Pea by the Window and Anne of Green Gables gradually attracted my attention. This is a colorful book, which has expanded my knowledge; Molded my sentiment; Enriched my imagination ... immersed in the world of books, I became more confident. I love it more!
The book is a passionate and enthusiastic song; A book is a painting, colorful and pleasing to the eye; Books are flowers, and their fragrance is refreshing. A book is the golden key to wisdom; Books are the bridge to success; Books are my friends, grow up with me!
My growth composition 9 is attached to the book. A pot of tea, a book, and the world are really fun.
The backpack to Jiuzhaigou has three layers, one for clothes, one for food and one for books. My mother doesn't think it's necessary, but how many people understand the meaning of books during the trip? Maybe I really don't understand books!
Along the way, it is a tiring journey. The mountain scenery is good, but the environment is not satisfactory. At the destination, my colleagues were very tired and clamored to cancel today's trip and go to the hotel to rest. Their faces were obviously tired and their eyes were red. At first glance, they knew that their mobile phones were cool all the way, unlike reading and sleeping with me, and they are not sleepy now.
After the passers-by settled down, I ran out of the hotel alone to enjoy the scenery. There is an excellent view next to this small hotel. As soon as I entered here, I heard the gurgling water around me. Confucius said, "When a gentleman sees water, he must look at it." This kind of opportunity, unlike other stagnant water, is really hard to get. How can we miss them?
It's getting late and it's still foggy here, but despite this, the scenery is not depressed, but full of vitality. Looking into the distance through the fog, green hills stretch, birds are singing, and nearby are winding water and still water ripples. There are fish and grass lingering under the water. Although the water is flowing, it is still calm. I seem to think of the Book of Songs. The most beautiful water is in the Book of Songs. The most beautiful woman is by the stream. Looking at the endless river in front of me, I seem to see the Iraqi people on the water side and the land by the river. Their nudity is unprecedented. The natural autumn water ripple is the biggest temptation in the world, and people who face the waves will definitely feel the ripple. Because water is the gene and seed of love, it is always full of movement.
It suddenly occurred to me that Confucius lamented in Sichuan thousands of years ago. At that time, he must have faced the river in front of him. Like virtue, righteousness, Taoism, courage, law, righteousness and ambition, that's why we recite "all over the world without doing anything" and look at the running water in front of us. It's getting late and we must "go home". Flow is the belief of water; Death is the essence of life, as if I had discovered a new world. I jumped for joy.
All this comes from books as well as books. Otherwise, how can we sigh and associate with the literati when they meet the scenery, and then be satisfied and sublimated in their hearts and purified in their hearts, all of which come from books and affect their lives?
The next day, all the fellow travelers went out, no one sighed at the water outside the museum, and they all walked silently. Who doesn't have the book, they just laugh or play with their mobile phones. Also, the fragrance of books can't and won't haunt them, because they don't bother to know what books are, what books are, and what feelings are behind the fragrance. I am the only one who makes friends with books on this trip and enjoys it. Damei is speechless.
This book grew with me. 10 You come or you don't. The book is here, silently waiting for you to open that page.
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When I was tied with red hemp rope, every time I went out, I used to hold a book "Three Hundred Tang Poems", reciting ancient poems with immature innocence in adults' eyes, care and encouragement.
I remember a cold autumn night, I was reading "Stop and Sit in the Maple Grove for One Night", and I looked up and saw a bright red maple leaf. Maple leaves are displayed in front of me like a bright gesture, so gorgeous and clear that half the sky is lightly dyed red. I looked at this maple forest and was shocked by its outstanding beauty, and fell in love with the elegance and agility of poetry. Since then, whenever I read a poem, I often draw a beautiful picture in my mind.
A little bigger, when I accidentally read Mr. Yu's book "Cultural Journey" in the bookstore, I heard the cry of my inner desire, which accumulated the words of time and years and triggered my deep thinking about culture itself. Su Dongpo's escape, handsome and handsome figure contains the pain of officialdom frustration, which makes me understand indifference; The wind and frost of Daota and the folly of Wang Daochang, an ignorant and greedy man, made me think deeply about life.
I grew up in reading and got a deeper understanding. Instead of pursuing the beauty and agility of language, I fell into thinking about culture, history and humanity caused by words.
Life is a long journey. You can walk through many cities, walk through many scenery and meet many people. But life is a limited journey. You can't see all the local conditions and customs in the world and go through all the hardships.
Therefore, please read the books that silently write wisdom, enter the era of war and smoke, enter the era of exploitation and oppression, enter the wandering life, and experience and feel another look of the world. When you look at the page, you open a door to a vast new world.
In my growing years, books have always appeared in front of me as a guide, guiding me to distinguish right from wrong, guiding me to work hard and leading me to the smooth road. It gave me the strength and courage to face hardships, looked directly at the indifference and calmness of fame and fortune, and made me grow into a better self!
Smell, light and sweet books ...