I didn't know how important learning was when I was a child. I grew up with the poem "mow the grass at noon every day, and sweat drips down the soil". I looked at those square Chinese characters all day, and I shouted uninteresting.
An accidental experience made me fall in love with books. At that time, I found that the book was like a strict teacher, a friend, a bee and butterfly flying through the flowers, and a clear spring flowing through the valley.
I remember once, my aunt took me to the bookstore. Along the way, I said I didn't like reading. Menstruation said, "Then I will make you love reading today." I look surprised and wonder what this means. When I arrived at the bookstore, my aunt said, "I have something to do." Stay here and wait for me. " I thought to myself: what the hell? what can I do? Alas. I looked around and there were only books. While sighing, I smoked Grimm's fairy tales from the bookshelf, and I read them with relish. When I read the little match girl, I prayed for her fate. When I read The Clever Tailor, I secretly cheered for her ... I was deeply intoxicated by the sea of books.
At home, I asked my aunt what to do. My aunt said it was a circle and I was cheated. I am angry and happy at the same time, because books give me happiness. Books are really my mentor and friend!