Because I have books, I never felt lonely while growing up. ——Inscription
I love the most beautiful color in the remaining sunset; I love the clearest piece of trickling water; looking back at the woods I walked through, I only love the reddest maple leaves; looking back at the footsteps of my growth, I I never forget that books accompany me all the way.
Find a leisurely afternoon, hold a cup of quiet green tea, and open "To the Oak" by Shu Ting. It is very short, but it has profound meaning when you read it carefully. I seem to be able to feel this woman's deep love and deep stubbornness. Her love is not vigorous, but a steady stream. She disdained to climb a dragon and cling to a phoenix, but she fell in love with him in the clouds. She wanted to be a kapok that could give him warmth. For her, that kind of "seemingly separated forever, but still dependent on each other for life" was what she wanted. Want love. And he was dependent on her, which was her joy.
Opening the pages of "Scream" and "Wandering", I seem to see the sick China that is riddled with holes, and I feel a red power more deeply. I should be able to think of Lu Xun. What kind of mood did he write these two articles? There was anger, helplessness, sentimentality, and more of upward hope. He knew that China was sleeping and hesitant at that time. He wanted to cry out, he wanted China. Awakening, he still has hope and strength in his heart. Through thick pages, we should not remember history, but we should look at the lessons left by history. I understand that only young people can make a country strong, and we should do our best to make the future of our motherland no longer hesitant. This is Mr. Lu Xun's gratification.
Blowing away the historical dust on the surface of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", I seemed to see my hometown that was desolate and depressed due to the war. I seemed to see the strength and unyieldingness of a generation of heroes. I didn't know that Cao Cao was so great in the burning of Red Cliff. How unwilling and indignant he felt when he was defeated by Zhuge Liang. I don’t know who, other than his unyielding faith, could express with emotion when Cao Cao was old and facing the sea, "An old man is still in trouble, but his ambition is thousands of miles; a martyr is still ambitious in his old age." You can also feel the sadness and sigh in his heart. I hope everyone will feel a sense of awe when reading Cao Cao's poems again, because he is a hero worthy of respect. This is what makes Cao Cao happy.
Please forgive me for being lonely and there is no cure for it. Please forgive me for not being good at speaking or smiling. Looking back on my journey, I am really glad that I never felt lonely because of the company of books. Enjoy reading and enjoy the scenery along the way.