I remember when I was a child, I always saw my grandfather holding a book. It took a long time to see it. The intoxication filled my heart with freshness. What's in that thing called "book" that fascinates my grandfather so much? It must be delicious or fun. But when I open a book, there are only many words in it. Grandpa said I would understand when I grew up. So in my young mind. I read more and more books. In the sea of books, I swam contentedly and my friendship with books became deeper and deeper. I can't live without this friend. For this reason, I once missed an opportunity to travel around the mountains!
It was a summer vacation, and it was incredibly hot. My parents decided to take my brother and me to Chengde, a summer resort, for two days at the weekend. Hearing the news, I jumped three feet with joy.
The date is finally set for this Saturday. On Friday afternoon, I wandered around with uncontrollable excitement, and soon I went to the bookstore. I went out without knowing it. Wow, so many new books are coming! My eyes are searching everywhere. Great, outsider! I was ecstatic and reached for the book, ready to buy it, but when I reached out of my pocket, I didn't have any money on me, and I wanted to go home and get it at once. But ... the closing time is only about 10 minutes. I quickly asked my aunt if she could leave me one, so I could buy it in a couple of days. Who knows, she said awkwardly, "This book is express delivery. If you don't come tomorrow, you will be gone. "
Along the way, my mood was very contradictory. I always look forward to having fun in Chengde, but I always look forward to buying that book. What should I do? After thinking about it, I finally made up my mind that I still have a chance after typing, but I must buy that book. How can my "friend" let others go?
I don't need to tell you the result. The next morning, I went into the bookstore and bought this book. In those days, I was hungry for reading and completely immersed in the world of books. When my mother came back to tell me how interesting Chengde was, I didn't regret it at all, because my pleasure was reading. I like reading. It opened the door of knowledge for me and brought me endless joy. It is my forever friend.
I make friends with good books.
Someone once said, "People can learn by themselves without teachers, and they can't learn by themselves without books." Others said: "Books are ships of ideas sailing in the waves of the times. They carefully transport precious goods to generations." They are absolutely right. Books are the ladder of human progress, the source of knowledge and the crystallization of human wisdom. "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu." From barbarism to civilization; From vulgarity to sublimity. Books awaken the sleeping brain of human beings and revive the dried-up mind of human beings.
Nowadays, from early morning to evening, the campus is filled with a strong scholarly atmosphere; From time to time echoed with the sound of reading ancient poems; Students can be seen studying hard in the classroom every day; In class, students are talking about the fun of reading with great interest ... reading has become our compulsory course. Oh! No, it's part of our lives.
I love reading and am willing to make friends with books. At any time, books are always accompanied by a friend who never leaves. When I am quiet, I take a book, read it carefully, and talk to the author about the beauty and hardships of life. When you are sad, take out a book and let it chat with you to relieve boredom. Books are good friends of mankind.
Read a good book and feel the ups and downs of the world; The book inspired my growth and told me that only by bravely facing difficulties can I reach the harbor of happiness.
Opening detective stories, thrilling scenes, clever and agile analysis and thinking of detectives make me seem to shuttle through the maze, looking for the ultimate evil from clues, but at the same time it makes people feel a little scared. Detective novels let me know that love and hate are clear, and I dare to love and hate.
After reading the story of ancient dinosaurs, I understand that if people want to survive, they must fight with thousands of competitors in Qian Qian, otherwise, you will be a prisoner of tomorrow.
In the beautiful fairy tale, there is no smoke of war, no roar of hatred, and the mermaid's song floats in the monsoon. Everyone reached out to each other, smiled at each other and erased old grievances. Kindness and beauty convey the song of the soul ...
Books, the drizzle in spring, purify our body and mind; Books are the music of the soul, playing the call of the soul; Books are chewing the ups and downs of life for a period of time; Books and colorful sunshine radiate the glory of history. Books have narrowed the distance between authors and readers and shortened the language gap; Book, take me to Qian Shan and have a bird's eye view of ancient and modern China and foreign countries; Books accompany me on my ideal journey, and life is full of sunshine and hope from now on. A good book is like a ship, leading us from a narrow harbor to a vast ocean. Books make us laugh, inspire us to explore and think, and make us work hard. Let's be creative. In the world of books, we appreciate the vast world and the great rivers and mountains of the motherland.